Fuxi knew he had already boarded the Heavenly Dao's pirate ship. Unless the Demon Emperor returned to back him up, he could only play along with the Heavenly Dao.
Human Sovereign Fuxi looked at him with pleasant surprise. "Lord Heavenly Dao, do you mean that from now on, you will be the Human Race's backer?"
Heavenly Dao Hongjun nodded inscrutably.
In truth, no one knew what he was really thinking.
He was preparing for the future.
The Demon Emperor's strength was beyond question. He might break through again at any moment, and once he did, there was no telling what miserable fate awaited Hongjun and Fate. By Hongjun's reckoning,
there was absolutely no way he could break through to the Heavenly Dao Realm before the Demon Emperor reached the Nine Heavens of the Saint Realm.
If he did not make some plans for the future,
was he supposed to spend his days being hunted down?
He did not want to spend his entire life being pursued by the Demon King. That feeling was far too agonizing.
At that thought, Heavenly Dao Hongjun gave a kindly smile. "Indeed. From now on, I will be the Human Race's backer. Whatever happens to the Human Race, it will be under my protection."
"Right now, you must not quarrel with the Primordial World's Ten Thousand Clans. It is not worth it. They are our tools for dealing with those Resentment Aggregates. If we want to use them as tools, we must give them enough trust."
"You understand what I mean, don't you? Cooperate with me, and once we resolve this crisis in the Primordial World, the Human Race can unify the Primordial World and wipe out its Ten Thousand Clans."
That was Heavenly Dao Hongjun's promise to him.
It was a fine promise, and