Xi He had never seen Di Jun so distraught before, and she could not help feeling a pang of heartache. She pulled Di Jun into her arms, patted him soothingly on the head, and gently comforted him.
"Your Majesty, if you're tired, then rest for now... After all, there's nothing good about becoming the overlord of the Primordial World."
"After all that fighting, it's nothing more than a title. To make countless members of the Demon Clan die or suffer terrible injuries over such a false title, and to leave you, Your Majesty, so heartbroken, troubled, and conflicted... It really isn't worth it..."
Most importantly, to put it nicely, being the overlord of the Primordial World meant unifying the Primordial World. To put it harshly, it meant becoming Ancestor Hongjun's dog and the Heavenly Dao's puppet.
For a time, Your Majesty had been blinded by fame and fortune. Brainwashed by Ancestor Hongjun, he had developed a deep-rooted obsession with the position of Primordial World overlord. He had completely failed to see Ancestor Hongjun's true nature or the Heavenly Dao's scheme.
But Xi He was different. She did not have an obsession as deep as Your Majesty's. After her previous conversation with Nuwa, she naturally understood Ancestor Hongjun's character perfectly.
Thus, she also knew that this so-called position of Primordial World overlord was merely a gimmick created to conceal the schemes of the Heavenly Dao and Ancestor Hongjun.
The position of Primordial World overlord was truly harmful in every way and beneficial in none!
Becoming the overlord of the Primordial World meant not only being controlled by the Heavenly Dao and Ancestor Hongjun, but also becoming their puppet and sometimes being forced to do thankless tasks.
Most deadly of all, the Primordial World overlord would be dragged into numerous calamities and