"Rest assured, fellow Daoist. The Dao Venerable has already made arrangements. You may proceed to the West Sea, where there is a continent suitable for the Demon Clan's survival."
Zu Long and the other two understood the situation. Since they had come to the Heavenly Court, they might as well act as Xuan Qing's messengers.
"Bai Ze thanks the Dao Venerable!"
Bai Ze knew that the Dao Venerable had likely prepared a way out for the Demon Clan long ago, and he was immensely grateful to Xuan Qing.
Yet after ruling the Heavenly Court for countless years, he was deeply reluctant to simply hand it over to others.
"If fellow Daoist is willing to remain, the gates of my Heavenly Court will be wide open to you. You may choose any Heavenly Court position you wish."
Bai Ze was a Quasi-Saint powerhouse. If he could be won over, many members of the Demon Clan could remain as well. Then Haotian would no longer need to worry about manpower throughout the Heavenly Court.
"Thank you for your high regard, fellow Daoist. As a Demon God, Bai Ze must fulfill his duty toward His Majesty the Demon Emperor. I can only disappoint your kind intentions."
"No matter!"
Haotian immediately felt regretful. There were not many Quasi-Saints in the Prehistoric Era to begin with, let alone one like Bai Ze, who could be counted on one hand.
Even Haotian himself was no match for Bai Ze.
"Fellow Daoist, although the Heavenly Court no longer belongs to my Demon Clan, I still hope you will properly maintain it, especially the operation of the Zhou Tian Stars. You must not be careless."
The Zhou Tian Stars concerned all Myriad Spirits of the Prehistoric Era. If there were problems with the stars' operation, many ordinary living