Clearly, perfecting it this way was no simple matter, because the Demon Race differed from the Human Race, the Spirit Race, and the others.
For instance, Laozi discovered that the blazing sun here was much like the one in the Primordial World.
But the lunar star here differed from its counterpart in the Primordial World.
At night, the moon here was blood-red.
Even standing here, Laozi could sense the terrifying Demon Power emanating from that moon.
Clearly, the Demon Emperor had deliberately placed vast amounts of Demon Power on the moon to foster the Demon Race's development.
The only thing Laozi did not quite understand was where this Demon Power came from. It seemed inexhaustible.
At the same time, Laozi had a guess, because this Demon Power felt familiar.
Could it have been formed from the Demon Emperor's heart?
That was entirely possible. If it truly was the Demon Emperor's heart, even a small portion of its power should have been enough for the Demon Race.
After all, the Demon Emperor was a top-tier Sage, an existence akin to a supreme sovereign.
After wandering through the Demon Realm for some time, Laozi actually gained an insight. "In the Primordial World, the weak are prey to the strong, yet there are laws of its own. Life is born, grows, and dies; worlds are born, grow, and eventually perish. So the Primordial World can also be regarded as a living being."
By now, Laozi had a clearer idea of the world he would build in the future.
For a world to grow, it needed a seed.
And the world before him was his seed.
He would gradually plan his own world using the Demon Realm as his model.
Meanwhile, the sage power within his body circulated, gradually forming a cycle.
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