Wang Shi brought the matter of the Demon Tribe back to the table.
He had been considering the issue of the systems all along, but had yet to find a suitable solution.
Now, however, things were different.
With the establishment of the Human Dao, one that had fused with the Fortune Golden Dragon, there was now an existence somewhat akin to a Great Dao Spirit.
There was a difference, though: the Human Race's Fortune Golden Dragon was not an individual will, but a collective one. He represented the will of the Human Race.
At the same time, he truly possessed thoughts of his own. Everyone could clearly sense the unique aura of life emanating from him.
If systems were placed with the Human Race, while the Human Race's Fortune Golden Dragon supervised them, it seemed everything could work out.
Since the Fortune Golden Dragon was rooted in the Human Race, he would stop anything detrimental to them.
He would also reject missions that hindered an individual's development.
This was the solution Wang Shi had devised.
"Everyone, we cannot keep delaying the matter of the Demon Tribe. It is time to deal with them."
"Demon Emperor Dijun and Taiyi have opposed the Human Race and the Primordial World all along because they were misled by systems. For the solidarity and unity of the Primordial World, we have no choice but to act."
"As for the systems, we can deal with them after resolving the trouble with the Demon Tribe. I already have a few ideas. We can test them together afterward."
With confidence in his heart, Wang Shi spoke much more firmly.
A solemn look appeared on the faces of the Saints.
They knew very well that the Demon Tribe was at odds with both the Primordial World and the Dao