Everything starts with establishing myself as Emperor!
Hou Gang's heart brimmed with fighting spirit as he looked to the future. He wanted to proclaim himself Emperor!
This was one of his small goals on the Pangu Path: breaking free from the many allied partners who had seemed utterly unreliable from every angle, and achieving what he wanted on his own.
Turning passivity into initiative, he would own the rights to Demon Clan script, and the title of History Emperor would be his as well. No one could stop him—at least, that was what he, Hou Gang, said!
Of course.
Dreams were beautiful, but reality was harsh.
After gazing at the stars for too long, one still had to lower one's head and watch the road. One had to keep one's feet on the ground, or it was easy to stumble—and when one did, it would be a nasty fall.
For this reason, Hou Gang had offered advice to Fire Master and guided the Human Race's Central Court toward the same path he sought.
—Lift restrictions, let a hundred flowers bloom, let the capable rule...
All of this was preparation for the future.
What if, when the time came, he gathered his own forces and dominated one region, only for the Human Race's Central Court to refuse to acknowledge him and wipe him out in turn? One iron fist would come crashing down, and everything would turn to bubbles... That would be a tragedy!
After all that effort, who would benefit?
After much persuasion, he had to establish some rules—at the very least, rules that would allow him to preserve his peak achievements and survive until the grand finale at the end of the era!
By then, the verdict would have been passed and the deed done. Even if Hou Gang