"Fuxi, what are you doing?"
One Quasi-Saint expert after another emerged from the Human Race.
Although he knew the Human Race had many experts and that they advanced swiftly, it now seemed he had still underestimated them.
The Human Race was now terrifyingly powerful.
Its people had already broken free of their former fate. Their futures truly held limitless possibilities; those were no empty words.
Among these humans were some Fuxi knew and others the Demon Emperor knew, but most were newly risen experts of the Human Race.
Fuxi's expression was grave. "The Human Race now has experts as numerous as clouds, but I am its only Sage. How can we stand against so many enemies in the Primordial World?"
"These experts are the trump cards I have nurtured. They will attain Human Path Sage Positions within the Human Race and eventually stand as equals to the Sages of the Primordial World."
Daochen looked at him in astonishment. His idea was undeniably staggering.
First of all, if so many experts became Sages, this would hardly be standing as equals to the Sages of the Primordial World. It would be catching every last one of them in a single net.
And more importantly, how powerful would these Sages be?
If they could contend with Jieyin and Zhunti, then perhaps they could try another way of opposing the Heavenly Dao and Fate.
Vast numbers and immense strength would make them everyone else's nightmare.
"Impressive. You really have made me see you in a new light. If you truly succeed, then in the future, a mere Hongjun or even the Lord of Fate might be yours to handle as you please."
Fuxi sighed softly. "All of this rests on the Human Path's continued existence. If the Primordial World is destroyed one day, the