With Ying Zheng's capabilities, he would never allow the Heavenly Dao Camp to easily seize this authority of rule back from the Human Race.
As long as the Human Race held tightly to the rightful authority over the Three Realms, given time, the Heavenly Dao Camp's infiltration throughout the Primordial World's Three Realms would grow ever thinner, until it became like a dying candle in the wind, quietly guttering out without leaving a trace.
Just like the Age of Dharma Decline in later generations.
The Heavenly Dao likewise relied on the willpower of all living beings to sustain and strengthen itself—without faith to support it, it would struggle to endure.
Once the Myriad Spirits no longer offered their willpower to the origin of the Heavenly Dao, the Saints belonging to the Heavenly Dao Camp, and even Hongjun, who moved the pieces behind the scenes, would see their power weaken along with it.
Once this vicious cycle took shape, their foundations would only grow increasingly unstable, while their strength continued to slide.
For Li Tian and Ying Zheng, this was undoubtedly a once-in-a-millennium opportunity.
Li Tian was certain: from here on, they would steadily rise while the Heavenly Dao side retreated step by step;
as one waxed and the other waned, one day, the Heavenly Dao Camp would ultimately collapse, and the origin of the Heavenly Dao, forcibly imprisoned by Hongjun, would regain its freedom.
By then, the paths of Heaven, Earth, and Man would stand side by side, each going its own way, and the status of the entire Primordial World would rise to unprecedented heights.
Li Tian firmly believed that the transformed Primordial World would never disappoint him!
Elsewhere, Saint Zhunti's incarnation had already quietly returned to Purple Heaven Palace, standing silently within a secluded hall.
At this moment,