Chapter 2481: The Final Battle!

Seeing the sparkle in Jiufeng's eyes, Xingtian knew what she was thinking, so he flicked her forehead.

"Don't go thinking about such nonsense—Luo Fu's Shengrenbu won't let us interfere in human affairs."

Xingtian's words doused Jiufeng's hopes.

Jiufeng now held Luo Fu's Lotus Lantern, which could aid the human race, but it wouldn't necessarily let her participate in the overall governance of humanity.

Jiufeng immediately replied sweetly: "Don't worry, Brother Xingtian—with Luo Fu's Shengrenbu guiding me from the front, how could I ever change my mind?"

"That's best if you think so."

Qiangliang had always told Xingtian to look after Jiufeng, to keep her from any harm, especially since cooperation with the human race was now under close watch by the demon race.

If the demon race truly launched a fierce attack, resorting to any means to forge the Sacrificial Witch Sword, Jiufeng would be the first to suffer.

The demon race has gone mad!

Even if Nüwa and Fuxi truly aided the demon race, the demon race could never accomplish anything properly.

Nüwa and Fuxi could never share the same heart as Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun—Nüwa's benevolence and the demon race's cruelty are fundamentally different.

With such different ideals, how could they ever reach an agreement?

This time, Nüwa went there simply to sort out this matter.

"When you go, speak carefully, little sister. The Demon Emperor is still our Demon Emperor—we cannot leave the demon race—so we can only persuade him."

"I understand."

No one could know Nüwa's thoughts—not even Fuxi could fathom them anymore.

The Shengren's heart is naturally compassionate toward all beings; humanity is one of those beings, and all beings should be equal—what the demon race is doing will plunge the entire demon race into impiety and injustice.

Nüwa had not overlooked the simplest path of the Dao, but the Heavenly Dao decreed that the demon race was doomed to destruction.

Nüwa had to find another way to pull the demon race out of this—just as Luo Fu had told the demon race: if they would only let go of their obsessions.

"Let go of obsessions? How easy is that?" Nüwa sighed.

Within her Shanhe Shèjì Map lay a portion of humanity—all those who believed in Nüwa—so she could never hand the Shanhe Shèjì Map over to Donghuang Taiyi.

With Nüwa's power, protecting the Shanhe Shèjì Map was easy—but what about the others?

Fuxi asked: "Why doesn't the Demon Emperor seek the Seven Treasures Marvelous Tree and the Star-Moon Treasure Disc instead of demanding our treasures?!"

Fuxi could not understand— the demon race had countless people; they could surely find such things themselves.

In the Primordial Chaos, there were so many relics left over from the ancient era—why must they seek the Shanhe Shèjì Map and Fuxi's Eight Trigrams to bolster their own power?

Nüwa said coolly: "Because we are demon race—we obey the Demon Emperor's every command without question. Who could resist the temptation of such an easily obtained Chaotic Treasure?"

Fuxi was stunned!

Perhaps Nüwa was right—but had the demon race truly become this?

It wasn't that Fuxi didn't believe her; he simply felt the demon race had changed too swiftly—he could no longer understand why they willingly sank into depravity.

After hearing Nüwa's words, Fuxi remained silent for a long time—he didn't even realize his own heart had changed, that he no longer felt much loyalty to the demon race.