In the vast, pitch-black universe.
A giant, millstone-shaped circular Dharma Artifact stood, with terrifying beings stationed on top.
"Such wars are always numerous."
The Jade Emperor, emitting a faint golden light, slowly spoke, "Wars where Saints do not intervene, battles lasting countless kalpas... these conflicts among us weaklings, I have experienced many times over in history. I never imagined that disasters would reawaken in this form before my eyes."
Beneath the Saints, it was nothing but an ant battle.
If a Saint, who held the sovereignty of the "Cosmic Core", were to act, the entire universe would be reshuffled and return to chaos.
"Pai Daxing, what do you plan to do?" the Jade Emperor suddenly asked.
"The simplest and quickest method, send a squad, infiltrate secretly, coordinate from inside and outside, then get the job done," Pai Daxing said while sitting on a chair reading a book.
