Seeing the grave expressions on the three men's faces, Su Yang smiled calmly. "Although they were born from Chaos, they were far inferior to the Chaos Demon Gods in their ability to create the world. They possessed neither Primordial Violet Qi nor a Demon God True Body. Though this race was favored by Heaven, it was also firmly shackled by the Heavenly Dao, making it even harder for them to set foot in the Primordial World at will."
Hearing that the heavenly devils could not easily enter the Primordial World, Hongjun's brows relaxed slightly.
Su Yang continued, "Look at it from another angle. This thing seems like a whetted sword forged by the Heavenly Dao. If cultivators can face their true hearts, destroy their Inner Demons, and achieve sudden enlightenment, their cultivation will advance as swiftly as splitting bamboo."
Hongjun nodded. "By that logic, the heavenly devils are not only harmless, but also whetstones?"
"Everything has two sides. Heavenly devils are divided into ranks as well. Once they cultivate to the realm of the Great Heavenly Devil King, their battle prowess is already no weaker than that of many mighty figures in the Primordial World."
Hongjun nodded. "Since they are a race personally established by the Heavenly Dao, they naturally have rules to follow. There is no need to treat them as a great enemy."
Yang Mei suddenly smiled. "It seems that the impression the Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods left on the Great Dao back then was simply too profound. Although the Heavenly Dao created this race in accordance with the circumstances, it still bound their hands and feet at every turn, fearing that it might raise another Three Thousand Demon Gods."
Hongjun said, "Since the emergence of the heavenly devil race is already fated, there is no meaning