The situation was simply too complicated.
The entanglements among the Nine Lands were more numerous than anyone could imagine, and now the situation had once more fallen into a new reversal.
Forces kept entering the fray, new developments kept unfolding, and everyone had their own objectives, which in turn gave rise to new possibilities.
This was by no means some one-on-one contest that decided the fate of the world, but a grand melee in which everyone acted for their own sake.
It felt as though the entire universe had gone mad.
Haotian still had not appeared. Although the great battle in the Heavenly Palace was underway, Great One and Haotian had yet to clash directly, and the fighting remained within the scope of the second rank.
However... everyone knew that the battle would inevitably bring the first rank into play.
Never mind that for now.
At present, Li Qi's zombie—one with complete thinking ability and the ability to react to the outside world—had separated from the Demon Prince.
He had left the zombie Demon Prince and the battlefield, instead standing alongside Emperor Jun, floating above the allied forces formed by the Demon God and hanging amid the stars.
The Three Realms were still in his hands, and he still retained complete thinking ability. Other than lacking a self, everything was perfectly normal.
Zombie Li Qi even sighed to Emperor Jun beside him.
"Is this the demon path? You look brimming with energy and vitality, yet you lack the talent for constructive endeavors, so your energy must be vented by doing evil."
"Yet I feel that one day, violence will be regarded as the product of youthful hotheadedness—repulsive, the clever improvisation of ignorant would-be sages. Frankly speaking, I think demons are wrong."
Zombie Li Qi said this as he looked at