Demon Emperor Daochen frowned. "To join our world, you must earn the Heavenly Dao's approval. That isn't something I can decide."
This truly was beyond the Demon Emperor's control. The Heavenly Dao had its own means of discerning intent. Only those who sincerely wished to join the Primordial World could earn its approval.
Just then, the Demon Emperor suddenly noticed a mark unique to the Primordial World appearing on the Nine-Headed Hellhound's body. It was the Primordial World's origin mark.
The Demon Emperor looked at Heavenly Dao Hongjun in utter shock. "Did you permit him to join?"
Heavenly Dao Hongjun shook his head. "I am merely a spokesman who speaks on behalf of the Heavenly Dao. I cannot control its actions."
"The Heavenly Dao approved him on its own. It has nothing to do with me."
The Demon Emperor nodded gravely. "I see."
This Ox-Head Caesar truly had extraordinary means, earning the Heavenly Dao's approval in such a short time. At the very least, deep down, his intentions should have matched his words.
Of course, the Demon Emperor could not say for certain whether this fellow had deceived the Heavenly Dao. After all, there was no way to verify such a thing.
Demon Emperor Daochen looked at him solemnly. "There's nothing wrong with your wanting to join the Primordial World, but there is something I must remind you of."
"Never do anything that harms the Primordial World, or I will never let you off. I stake my integrity as the Demon Emperor on this: I will keep my word."
Ox-Head Caesar raised an eyebrow. "Little fellow, you're merely a Super Overlord. Don't keep provoking me."
"Since I was able to gain the Heavenly Dao's approval, that at least proves the goodwill in my heart. You might deceive ordinary living beings