"Dijun, Taiyi, these two demons are quite sensible," Nuwa said, looking down at the two demon emperors.
She considered them very sensible. Their sensibility lay in leaving a spark of humanity after the Witch-Slaying Sword incident, rather than exterminating the human race. As long as the human race wasn't wiped out, Nuwa wouldn't bother with much else; humans were prolific breeders and the least afraid of slaughter.
As for the future fate of these two demon emperors, Nuwa was indifferent. Below the Saints, all beings were ants. Billions of humans were ants to Nuwa, and billions of demons were also ants. The two demon emperors were merely two large ants. The demon race, mere ants, so long as they were not annihilated, Nuwa cared little for what happened to them. The only thing Nuwa could do was preserve a spark for the demon court when it perished.
"I once divined that Dijun and Taiyi would eventually face the Wu clan in a decisive battle. Before that battle, they sent the Golden Crow's tenth prince, Lu Ya, to Wa Huang Palace, begging me to preserve a spark for the demon race. Since they preserved a spark for humanity, I might as well preserve a spark for the future demon race..."
In Nuwa's eyes, there was a profound indifference towards all living beings, whether human or demon. This was the nature of a Heavenly Dao Saint. The title "Saint" signified a form of existence that transcended ordinary gods and immortals. Below Saints, all were ants, and Saints themselves were the supreme powerhouses of the Great Desolation, possessing divine abilities. However, in terms of temperament, there were no true Saints in the world.
"How much advantage can I gain against the Taiqing Saint, or any other Saint, with the trump card I prepared?"
"Let me calculate."
Nuwa began to divine. In the process, she seemed to stand outside the river of time and destiny, seated in Wa Huang Palace, gazing upon millions, even tens of millions, of years into the future of the Great Desolation. The changes in any patch of land, any wisp of spiritual energy over tens of millions of years... the actions and thoughts of countless beings across millennia... all were within the calculations of Nuwa, a Heavenly Dao Saint. Only the locations of other Saints, and even the Dao Ancestor, were beyond her sight, being one with the primordial unity, inaccessible without direct entry.
Nuwa appeared to know everything. In a haze, many future timelines seemed to have been claimed by Nuwa. Other Saints also seemed to have joined in, calculating together. They appeared to be claiming the future, repeatedly breaking through the heavenly secrets shielded by other Saints, evolving their own future timelines, and battling each other on these timelines. The fates of all beings seemed to be determined by the calculations of the six Heavenly Dao Saints...
...
Fang Ming yawned. He felt the strong fluctuations from his heavenly secret interference device and muttered to himself, "What's the point of constantly claiming more future timelines and deducing them in a world that is being misled and deceived?"
"It's flawed from the foundation."
"Sometimes I suspect these Saints and great divine beings rely too much on heavenly secret calculations. They get so engrossed in playing with heavenly secrets that they don't even bother to descend themselves and see the reality of the situation."
Fang Ming could only understand it as these Saints enjoying the feeling of knowing everything without leaving their homes.
"Actually, the key is that before, the Great Desolation didn't have my heavenly secret interference device, so their calculations were often correct."
"Almost entirely correct, in fact."
"In such a situation, it's natural for them to trust heavenly secret calculations and feel like they know everything..."
"Coupled with the definition of time flow: two thousand years, in the eyes of Saints, should only be a very short period."
After all, two thousand years was only one-sixtieth of a Yuan Hui, a duration that great divine beings of the Great Desolation would not care about.
"If the time wasn't two thousand years, but twenty million years, these Saints, unless they were irredeemably stupid, would definitely have discovered the human anomaly..."
"I really hope there are more such fools..."
As Fang Ming pondered this, his mind suddenly jolted. A mechanical voice echoed in his mind.
[...Detected that high-level Dragon Clan members have discovered human anomalies, initiating task generation...]
[Task: Resist the Dragon Clan]
[Description: The ancestral land of the human race is the origin point where Nuwa created humans. This origin point is located on the coast of the East Sea, neighboring the Dragon Clan. Due to their proximity, despite the host's extensive concealment efforts, a significant number of anomalies have been detected by the Dragon Clan. Two thousand years, from the perspective of the Dragon Clan's high-level members, is merely the time for a short nap. However, unfortunately, due to various reasons, the Dragon Clan's high-level members have now discovered and are paying attention to these anomalies.]
"The coast of the East Sea?"
"The Dragon Clan?"
Fang Ming was slightly surprised, then sighed.
"The address of the human ancestral land is indeed on the coast of the East Sea, adjacent to the East Sea Dragon Clan. Although the Dragon Clan has declined since the ancient Dragon-Phoenix Tribulation, even a sinking ship has three inches of good wood. The Dragon Clan is not lacking in Da Luo Golden Immortals. Furthermore, the numerous subordinate races and forces under the Dragon Clan, such as shrimp soldiers and crab generals, are vast in number. It is quite reasonable that the first discoverer of the human anomaly is the Dragon Clan..."
"After all, they are neighbors."
"They didn't give humanity more time to develop... it seems my luck isn't great..."
"Not all great divine beings in the Great Desolation are fools who only believe in heavenly secret calculations..."
Being discovered by the Dragon Clan, Fang Ming was slightly surprised but not panicked. The Dragon Clan was not the Demon Court. The Demon Court was the dominant power of the current era. The Dragon Clan, however, was the dominant power of the ancient Dragon-Phoenix Tribulation. Perhaps the Dragon Clan at its peak was comparable in strength to the Demon Court, but it had now declined. While the declining Dragon Clan still had many Da Luo Golden Immortals, it certainly didn't have over three hundred like the Demon Court. As for how many Quasi-Saint powerhouses remained within the Dragon Clan, that was a question mark. It was even possible that there wasn't a single Quasi-Saint. With the Wushi Bell, Fang Ming was confident in dealing with the Dragon Clan.
"Have humanity enter a state of full mobilization."
"The Dragon Clan is about to arrive."
Fang Ming instructed the three ancestral patriarchs of humanity to inform all humans. The entire human race would officially enter a state of full mobilization.
...
Some time ago.
East Sea.
Dragon Palace of the Dragon Clan.
The Dragon Emperor and several Da Luo Golden Immortal elders of the Dragon Clan were gathered. Below them sat the Third Prince of the Dragon Clan.
The Dragon Emperor once again confirmed sternly:
"Third Prince of the Dragon Clan, is what you said true?"
"Can you take responsibility for your words?"
"Before several ancestors at the Da Luo realm, there is no room for lies. Think carefully before you speak!"
The Third Prince of the Dragon Clan, dressed in elegant white robes, possessed a cultivation of Taiyi Golden Immortal. Upon hearing the Dragon Emperor's words, he immediately prostrated himself and said, "Father Emperor! Every word my son speaks is true."