"Pfft!"
Nüwa spat out a jet of blood. Her slender, jade-white fingers, stained with wisps of blood, swept repeatedly through the void, leaving rows of incomparably intricate divine script suspended in the air.
"The divine script of the Great Dao is complete. Let the Dao oath arise! May the Great Dao bear witness!"
Nüwa cried out, her hands forming one seal after another as she sent dazzling rays of divine radiance into the blood-red script.
"Hum!"
A low hum rang out.
The next moment, the divine script of the Great Dao, written in Nüwa's essence blood, suddenly turned into a streak of light and shot into that cold, merciless eye, vanishing instantly.
As the script disappeared, the cold, merciless eye swept a glance over Daochen before slowly dissolving into the void, as though it had never appeared.
That eye had been a manifestation of the Heavenly Dao's will.
"Phew..."
Watching Nüwa complete her oath, Daochen let out a long breath of relief.
Since he had taken the seat of Demon Emperor, Daochen could no longer dabble in petty affairs as he once had. He had to lay plans for himself.
As for whether he was scheming against others, Daochen did not care in the slightest.
Once Nüwa attained the Dao and became a Sage, half the Human Race's fortune would be bound to Daochen, on top of the demon race's fortune.
As long as I don't court death or fight the Witch Clan until I reach the end of the road, who can do anything to me with the Human Race's fortune in my hands?
As for what would happen after Nüwa became a Sage...
Even if Laozi, Yuanshi, Jieyin, and Zhunti, those destined Sages, discovered Daochen's scheme after attaining Sagehood and came storming over to flip the table on