"Though I do not know the temperament of this Chaos Main God, I believe you should make preparations, lest things take you by surprise when the time comes."
"What?" Zhiyang, who had still been somewhat dejected, was startled upon hearing this answer.
Zhiyang rose from his meditation cushion and, under Shi Yongheng and his wife's watchful eyes, paced back and forth through the hall several times, his brows tightly furrowed and his face full of worry.
He had originally believed that as long as Shanggu was willing to cultivate diligently and inherit the position of Chaos Main God as soon as possible, the Three Realms would remain peaceful and free of trouble. But now, it seemed things were far from that simple.
Setting aside whether Shanggu could inherit the position of Chaos Main God, even if she cultivated diligently, successfully refined the Main God Token Feather, and inherited the position of Chaos Main God in the end—
By then, no one in the entire God Realm would be able to restrain her. Whether she would be willing to sacrifice herself to dispel the Chaos Tribulation would no longer be something they could control.
Though Zhiyang had always thought highly of Shanggu, he also knew that in the face of life and death, no one could easily choose to die.
If it were True Gods like them, who had already lived for hundreds of thousands of years, that would be one thing. Whether it was him, Bai Jue, or Tianqi, he was certain that if possible, they would all willingly die.
But Shanggu was different. Though she had been born with the fate of a Main God, she had only existed for ten thousand years and still had the temperament of a child. Thus, when the Chaos Tribulation arrived, he truly