Kunlun in the heavens, the boundary monument of the Heavenly Gate.
Nine Infants stood atop the mountain, gazing down upon heaven and earth. Heavenly Mystery Child stood at his side, held closer in esteem than even the four demon beast subordinates Nine Infants had brought along since ancient times. Zao Chi and Feng Xi were all green with envy at the sight.
Yet they had nothing to say about it. Heavenly Mystery Child truly had a brain; at the very least, his judgment of the current situation was far clearer than theirs.
Nine Infants himself was not brainless either. Many of the filthy schemes of ancient times had come from his bad waters, and the facts proved that they had succeeded. But the present situation was far too complicated. Qin Yi, two generations of Human Emperors, Yao Guang hiding who knew where, and the People from Beyond the Heavens—this was far more difficult than merely considering how to stab his own master in the back. One misstep could lead to eternal damnation.
Yet it was precisely such complexity that offered an even greater chance to snatch chestnuts from the fire and cleave through the chaos.
Once he succeeded, he would become the greatest being since time immemorial. What Liusu, what Yao Guang, what People from Beyond the Heavens—they would all amount to nothing.
The most troublesome part was that no one could have foreseen that the scattered sand of the human realm would somehow be united by a single Qin Yi. Their overall strength was actually greater than the Heavenly Palace's... He had originally thought picking them off one by one would be child's play. Now, however, he had to face the terrifying Allied Forces.
Who could have imagined this beforehand?
Given the current situation, Nine Infants needed an adviser.