Not only Di Jun, but all the other ministers were staring at Tai Yi nervously.
For some reason, after hearing the words "Demon Race," they had all vaguely developed an inexplicable illusion.
It was a very strange feeling.
It was as though the race they established today was meant to be called the Demon Race.
Feeling the incomparably fervent gazes of everyone in the Heavenly Court, Tai Yi somehow suddenly felt a little awkward.
He was not used to it.
Still, he slowly explained his thoughts. "Elder Brother, this is what I think. In the Primordial Wilderness, there are countless living beings of all different forms. According to you, Elder Brother, the purpose of establishing this race is to provide shelter for beings like the two of us brothers, who have no race to belong to. Then shouldn't the name of our race encompass all these living beings?"
"Yes, yes, yes! Tai Yi, you're right!" The moment Tai Yi finished speaking, Di Jun leaped to his feet excitedly.
But after standing up, Di Jun realized that he had reacted too intensely and interrupted Tai Yi.
He hurriedly poured Tai Yi a cup of tea, carefully carried it over, and said with an ingratiating smile, "Tai Yi, continue!"
When had Tai Yi ever seen his elder brother wear such a flattering expression?
For some reason, he even began to feel as though he were the elder brother between the two of them.
Thus, after accepting the Spirit Tea Di Jun offered him, Tai Yi calmly took a sip.
Then he nodded in satisfaction and continued in an airy tone, "In my view, all things in the Primordial Wilderness can cultivate and possess their own spiritual essence. Though their forms differ, there is not much difference in their nature. Moreover, most do