Huo Yuhao knew that true fairness was destined to be difficult to achieve.
As long as living beings still possessed minds of their own, the future Douluo Planet, and even the Douluo Universe, was destined to see endless conflict.
All Huo Yuhao could do was ensure that this fairness endured as long as possible within the limits of his abilities.
He patted Qingyao's head, declining his invitation to climb aboard.
"Come with me to Azure Dragon City first." Huo Yuhao tore open space. "The Myriad Spirits Council is there."
"With war about to break out, the leaders of every side are gathering there. It's a good opportunity to introduce you to everyone."
Qingyao's body undulated as he followed Huo Yuhao into the spatial rift, arriving before the Myriad Spirits Council in Azure Dragon City.
The moment he appeared, he drew the eyes of everyone present.
"Metal... life?!"
Xuan Ziwen's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. "Is this the ultimate creation of the spirit-forging system?!"
The instant Qingyao appeared, every Spirit Tool on his body began humming violently, almost shattering.
Even Spirit Tools, creations a generation beyond Soul Tools, displayed such "terror." In that case, wouldn't Soul Tools without intelligence be like Blue Silver Grass encountering the Myriad Demon King when faced with Qingyao, with no path left but complete disintegration?
Huo Yuhao saw through everyone's thoughts. "In theory, that is indeed the case."
"If Qingyao weren't restraining his pressure right now, I'm afraid this metal council table would lose its essence in an instant."
"All right, since everyone is here..." Huo Yuhao motioned for Qingyao to sit beside him. "Let's begin."
Amid a series of crisp, melodious sounds of scraping metal, Qingyao assumed human form and quietly sat in the empty seat beside Huo Yuhao.
The entire Myriad Spirits