Time-Space Chaos

After chatting for a long while, the Heavenly Emperor finally could not hold back any longer. Steeling himself, he said, "Father, please lend the Heavenly Court a hand!"

The moment he said it, he felt immensely relieved.

As the Immortal Dao grew ever more prosperous, living beings grew less and less eager to become immortal gods. After all, there were many paths to longevity, and joining other sects did not require them to serve all living beings. This caused the Heavenly Court's deterrent power to weaken by the day. Fortunately, the Heavenly Court was the immortal god system personally established by the Dao Ancestor, so the various sects did not dare offend it.

Jiang Changsheng smiled and asked, "How would you like me to lend you a hand?"

He loved all living beings, but he would not walk a path of absolute equality. He was willing to give those around him better treatment, much less his own biological son.

Upon hearing this, the Heavenly Emperor found himself in a difficult position instead. He did not know how to grasp the proper measure.

He could not possibly ask his father to personally lecture solely for the Heavenly Court, could he?

Giving them Dharma treasures would not be enough to turn around the Heavenly Court's situation either.

For a time, the Heavenly Emperor sank into deep thought.

After waiting for a while, Jiang Changsheng smiled. "Enough, stop thinking. I'll hand the management rights of the Primordial World over to the Heavenly Court. Remember: anyone entering the Primordial World must not have any opportunity forcibly seized by the Heavenly Court. What the Heavenly Court must do is maintain order. No death battles are permitted within the Primordial World. As for the entry quotas, you may decide them, but remember, the Heavenly Court's quota