The era of the Witch-Demon War was filled with far too many twists and hidden currents.
A group of actors played their parts together. Their performances relied entirely on tacit understanding, while each of them was making their own meticulous calculations.
It could be said that whether human or ghost, everyone was putting on a show!
The Dragon Ancestor had looted the dead, bullying the lone and widowed programmer—Hong had shut himself away in Zixiao Palace.
Di Jun had borrowed his death to escape while secretly watching from the shadows.
The Heavenly Emperor had conducted an offstage deal while straddling two boats.
The Dao Ancestor had pretended to be reckless, raged impotently, and used that to remove the final surveillance camera.
There was...
The Ancient God Great Sages, one after another—the strongest beings at the very peak—all had bellies full of treacherous schemes... If Human Dao had possessed its own wisdom and witnessed this scene, would it have laughed or become angry?
Most likely, it would have secretly sharpened its blade, preparing to sweep away everything under Heaven!
"These fellows do have individual ability."
"Unfortunately, as long as there's no one above them capable of controlling them, they won't use their talents and abilities on the right path!"
The Human Emperor looked back at the era and then gazed toward the curtain about to rise on the new age, thinking this to himself.
"If Heaven has feelings, Heaven too will grow old. The righteous path of the human world is one of vicissitudes!"
"Fortunately!"
"My side isn't lacking either!"
"The oldest and highest divine being is setting up the game."
"And Human Dao, with the highest authority, has gained sentience and is secretly cooperating."
"Together, we can weave an unprecedented black curtain, enforce the law through fishing, and join hands