"Your Majesty, Ji Meng has a point. Once we subdue Kunpeng, why worry that the demons of the Primordial World will not pledge their loyalty?"
Seeing Di Jun hesitate, Fuxi stepped forward and firmly supported Ji Meng's plan.
Though the other Demon Sages differed in temperament, they could all judge matters for themselves. Knowing Ji Meng's proposal made sense, they voiced their agreement.
Seeing the great demons united in purpose, Di Jun decided the plan was feasible. He immediately struck the table and approved Ji Meng's strategy: conquer Kunpeng and unify the Demon Race.
Mount Buzhou.
Time slipped by, and five hundred years passed in a fleeting rush.
One day, a tremendous disturbance suddenly erupted from Nuwa's long-silent Cave Abode.
Brilliant sacred light burst from the place where Nuwa was cultivating in seclusion, accompanied by an overwhelmingly powerful aura.
In an instant, Ling Feng, who had been immersed in his own world, was jolted out of cultivation.
"What the hell is that woman doing? Why is she making such a huge commotion?!"
Ling Feng knitted his brows. "Could it be... she's about to attain the Dao?!"
At that thought, Ling Feng immediately flew out of his Cave Abode toward Nuwa's place of seclusion.
Meanwhile.
Zixiao Palace.
Hongjun, the Dao Ancestor and first Saint of the Heavenly Dao, wore hemp robes, his presence seemingly one with the surrounding world. Suddenly, he opened his eyes after his lengthy seclusion, and a flash of fury crossed his face, which had remained placid for ten thousand years!
"Nuwa, you have some nerve! You actually abandoned your path to sainthood to attain primordial unity instead!"
The Dao Ancestor Hongjun's expression darkened.
He had never imagined that Nuwa would forsake her Heaven-Ordained Saint seat to condense a primordial unity Dao fruit instead. It filled Hongjun