Zixiao Palace.
The ancient palace remained unchanged throughout the ages, while Dao Ancestor Hongjun sat high above on the Cloud Bed.
Without sorrow or joy, he seemed to have merged with the entire Heavenly Dao.
Yet at this moment, his Dao heart, which had remained unmoved for countless ages, rippled faintly.
He slowly opened his eyes. His gaze pierced through endless space and fell upon Buzhou Mountain.
Zhou Ming was actually forcibly extracting the Primordial Origin.
"Heavenly Dao."
"Is interference necessary?"
A cold, grand, emotionless will rang out deep within his Primordial Spirit.
"No interference is needed."
The Heavenly Dao Will's fluctuation carried not the slightest emotion.
"The depletion of the Primordial Origin is not a bad thing for us."
Hearing the Heavenly Dao's response, Hongjun fell silent.
He understood what the Heavenly Dao meant.
The stronger the Primordial World became, the more active Pangu's Will would be, and the stronger the pressure it placed on the Heavenly Dao and him.
Conversely, if the Primordial Origin were weakened, Pangu's Will would also fall silent. That would actually allow them to control the entire Primordial World more easily.
From this perspective, Zhou Ming's actions had inadvertently helped them.
Another fluctuation came from the Heavenly Dao Will.
"It is merely unexpected that Taiyin Demon God Wang Shu still has a remnant soul surviving to this day."
"And that it fell into Zhou Ming's hands."
"However, it does not matter."
"She is merely a Chaos Demon God who has yet to emerge. Even if she reconstructs her Dao Body, she will only be an ordinary innate divine being. She cannot affect the overall situation."
"She missed the best era. If she had emerged together with the Primordial World at the beginning of Creation..."
"She might have become a variable, but now... it is