His eyes shone with anticipation.
To be honest, Hong Yun was a little tempted at that moment.
But in the next instant, Hong Yun quickly stopped himself from entertaining the idea.
Did I really think I could play both sides between the Witch and Demon Races and somehow keep everyone happy?
Hong Yun questioned himself.
The position of Demon Race emperor was certainly tempting.
But Hong Yun was already the Thirteenth Ancestral Witch!
Whether or not the Witch-Demon Calamity happened in the future, as soon as the two races had even a minor disagreement,
Hong Yun would be caught between them.
One wrong move, and both sides would resent him.
The Witch and Demon Races were different!
The Witch Clan had been born with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who made decisions together.
Although Dijiang and Zhu Jiuyin usually made more of the decisions,
the Ancestral Witches still had to support every matter, big or small.
That was why Hong Yun had felt comfortable joining the Witch Clan. Even with his addition, he hadn't changed its structure.
It had simply gone from twelve to thirteen!
The Demon Race, on the other hand, was an amalgamation of countless races!
Di Jun and the others had forcibly united them into a single race.
Without a powerful, iron-fisted figure to keep them in line, there would be endless internal strife.
It would be impossible for them to develop properly!
The way the Demon Race had been formed meant that its power had to be concentrated.
And in whose hands would that power be concentrated?
It couldn't possibly be in the hands of Hong Yun, a recent addition!
Of course it would be Di Jun.
If so, if Di Jun made some demand of Hong Yun, would Hong Yun obey or refuse?
What if Di