At that moment, Jin Chanzi grew restless. He did not want to say anything, nor did he want to vie for anything.
He merely knitted his brows and looked toward the Primordial World.
"Amitabha, Your Highness the Human Sovereign, I do not know why, but I feel deeply uneasy. I sense that a great upheaval is about to occur in the Primordial World."
Fuxi frowned slightly. Such words were rather ill-timed at this critical juncture.
But he knew Jin Chanzi was someone who put the bigger picture first.
Had the matter not been urgent, he would probably never have spoken up at a time like this.
He looked at him gravely. "Can you sense what has happened?"
Jin Chanzi drew a deep breath. "I vaguely sense that the great tides of the Heavenly Dao are shifting. I fear something will happen to the Heavenly Court before long."
"But I cannot sense exactly what kind of upheaval it will be. Even so, I hope Your Majesty will prepare early to face the crisis."
Fuxi's expression immediately darkened. Demons made up more than half his armies. If something happened to the Heavenly Court, they would undoubtedly return.
What sort of changes would that bring to this great war?
Even he could not say.
It was truly a leaking roof met by relentless night rain. To think something like this would happen at such a critical moment.
Still, the war had to be fought.
"Phew. I will keep an eye on this, but we must still fight this battle. Even if something happens to the Heavenly Court, the Demon Emperor will be there to shoulder it."
"It is certainly not something the likes of us can influence."
He had actually said those words for the demons' benefit.
Demon Marshal Fei Lian and the