After some discussion, the quasi-saint experts could only leave behind their soul auras in resignation.
Circumstances were stronger than they were. Securing a decent position was already good enough.
They could not ask for too much.
Once Haotian had finished all this, he felt his work was complete.
He had resolved part of the problem with the Heavenly Soldiers.
Next, he needed to establish the Heavenly Court's authority.
How would he establish its authority? By sending out troops, of course.
And the target of his campaign was the Devil Race.
Why had he not chosen the Ten Thousand Races as his target? Because there was no need.
In his eyes, the so-called Ten Thousand Races Alliance was nothing but a bunch of fence-sitters.
As long as he was strong enough, subduing them would be effortless.
The most important thing now was to gather merit and improve their overall strength.
And the Devil Race was the best target.
The Devil Race was currently wreaking havoc throughout the Primordial World.
Fighting them now would earn vast amounts of merit for every devil slain.
And that merit would help everyone cultivate.
This was an excellent thing for all of them.
As for why he had not targeted the Human Race...
Well, in Haotian's eyes, the Human Race was merely a minor race, even if it would become the protagonist of heaven and earth in the future.
Even if it was already the protagonist of heaven and earth now.
It would still have to submit to the Heavenly Court's jurisdiction.
Without rules, neither circles nor squares could take shape.
Whatever the Human Race might be, it still existed beneath the Heavenly Dao, and all the more should it stand beneath the Heavenly Court. There was no place for its arrogance in the Primordial World.