The chair at the very top flickered.
An ordinary-looking old man appeared in it.
He was none other than Dao Ancestor Hongjun, the ceiling of the Primordial Chaos World.
After appearing, Dao Ancestor Hongjun swept his gaze around the room.
At last, his eyes settled on Empress Nuwa.
Looking at Empress Nuwa, he couldn't help frowning slightly.
He always felt that something unusual had happened to Nuwa.
The aura around her seemed to have changed greatly as well.
Yet he couldn't tell what had changed.
It left him feeling deeply unsettled.
When Nuwa saw Dao Ancestor Hongjun's gaze, she was slightly taken aback.
Then she lowered her head.
Where no one else could see, a flash of coldness passed through her eyes.
After pondering for a long while, Dao Ancestor Hongjun finally looked away.
He glanced at the others present.
"Has anything happened with the Human Race lately?"
Primeval Lord of Heaven shook his head.
"Reporting to Dao Ancestor, nothing has happened with the Human Race."
"The Human Race has been quite peaceful for the past hundred years."
Dao Ancestor Hongjun nodded.
A faint gleam appeared in his eyes.
Just then,
Saint Zhunti spoke from the other side.
"Reporting to Dao Ancestor, the Human Race hasn't changed at all, but there has been some unrest among the Demon Race."
"The Dragon Clan within the Demon Race has rebelled and switched sides to join the Human Race."
Hearing Saint Zhunti's words,
Dao Ancestor Hongjun was also slightly taken aback.
He truly hadn't expected this.
"Why did the Dragon Clan rebel?"
He hadn't expected the Dragon Clan to grow so bold.
They had betrayed the Demon Race and sided with the Human Race.
Caught between the Human Race and the Demon Race, wouldn't the Dragon Clan suffer even worse?
Saint Zhunti spoke.