There was no helping it. Daochen had taken over the Demon Race Heavenly Court, but he had no desire to court death as Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Dijun had in his previous life, dreaming of unifying the Primordial World.
On top of that, his cultivation made him indisputably the foremost Sage beneath Hongjun.
He also used the Chaos Supreme Treasure, the Chaos Pearl, to anchor the Demon Race's fortune.
With all those factors combined, the Demon Race Heavenly Court's fortune was naturally unshakable.
Even if the other Sages had designs on the Demon Race Heavenly Court.
There was nothing they could do!
The Twelve Ancestral Witches refused to play along.
They had simply withdrawn from the Primordial World and taken charge of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
Even the Heavenly Dao acknowledged that the War of the Liches had ended.
What could those Sages possibly say???
Even if they had something to say, they had to swallow it.
Otherwise, they might well earn themselves a beating.
Not to mention that beyond the Primordial World, the colossal Beyond Lands still watched like a tiger eyeing its prey.
A single Luo Hou's Clone could stir up the entire Primordial World and leave it without a moment's peace.
If Luo Hou's True Form found a way to break through the Heavenly Dao's restrictions and enter the Primordial World, what kind of catastrophe would befall it then!
Thus, although the struggles and schemes among the Sages continued.
No one dared underestimate the Beyond Lands, that sharp blade hanging over their heads.
Every one of them strained with all their might, seeking every possible means of increasing their strength before Luo Hou broke through the Heavenly Dao's restrictions and entered the Primordial World!
Consequently, their mutual schemes and struggles grew all the more ruthless.
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