Shennong fell silent.
No wonder Fuxi had looked so upset just now.
Anyone who encountered something like this would be in a foul mood.
"With the Sages staying out of it, what can we do?"
Fuxi sighed softly.
The situation had originally looked excellent.
Somehow, it had turned into this.
Thinking it over carefully, the chief culprit was that faction claiming to be the Heavenly Court Reconstruction.
By all rights, there should have been no conflict between the two sides.
They could build their Heavenly Court while the Human Race unified the Primordial World.
Each side could go about its own business.
But now it seemed the other side's ambitions were far from small. They had probably already set their sights on the great cake that was the Human Race.
"Keep investigating. We must get to the bottom of that faction."
"Otherwise, we'll always be at a disadvantage."
Fuxi waved his hand, signaling for Shennong to withdraw.
He turned it over in his mind. At this point, our only option is to ask the Netherworld Office for aid.
He was reluctant to seek aid from the Netherworld Office.
That would mean inserting the Netherworld Office's forces into the Primordial World once again.
Then the Primordial World would become far too chaotic.
Unfortunately, Heaven refused to grant his wishes, and bad news came one piece after another. Surely he could not ask the Demon Emperor for aid.
If the Demon Emperor acted personally, what would be left for the Human Race to do?
The Human Race would have no room to grow.
That was not what he wanted.
At the former site of the Heavenly Court, a vast construction project was quietly unfolding.
Countless races of the Primordial World worked within it, toiling ceaselessly like industrious ants.
They were rebuilding