Haotian's heart swelled with boundless ambition. With a grand sweep of his hand, he cut an imposing figure, as though gazing down upon the Great Desolation World.
Yet in the next moment, the Heavenly Dao sent an order to Haotian and Yaochi through the Hongmeng Purple Qi.
"Tianlu, you need not take part in this battle. There is something even more important for you to do."
Having received the Heavenly Dao's sudden order, Haotian was deeply displeased.
The one hundred and eight Heavenly Humans were at their mightiest only when gathered together.
Yet the Heavenly Dao had chosen to hold back Tianlu, the very first Heavenly Human to be created.
Wasn't that ruining his plan to destroy the Witch Race?
Tianlu bore a great portion of the Heavenly Human Race's destiny.
What if, because they lacked Tianlu, the one hundred and eight Heavenly Humans were incomplete and unable to annihilate the Witch Race?
When that time came, would the Heavenly Dao honor its word or not?
Still, constrained by the Heavenly Dao's majesty, Haotian had no choice but to leave Tianlu behind.
"Father God, Mother God, may I ask what other instructions you have for leaving Tianlu behind?"
Within the Yaochi Immortal Realm, Tianlu knelt respectfully below, confusion written across his face as he spoke.
The Heavenly Human Race had already led the Heavenly Court's army and the Devil Race's army out.
He only wanted to swiftly finish the task Haotian and Yaochi had assigned him, then rush to the battlefield and slaughter Hou Yi and the other great shamans of the Witch Race.
So he could avenge the hatred of having been slain twice by the Witch Race.
"It is not your Father God and Mother God who wish to keep you behind. The Heavenly Dao has issued a