Li Yao's blood was boiling because of the Fire Ant King's words.
The terrible future that Gui Suishou had described and the depression that had been haunting him for days disappeared. His belief was clear and firm again!
Yes, the Pangu civilization might have been the parent civilization of mankind, but so what?
Surmounting was the best reward for creation!
"Let's go!"
Li Yao, the Fire Ant King, and Professor Mo Xuan bade farewell to their family and friends before striding to the launch field.
The operation was highly confidential. Other than the two hundred Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators and demon emperors, only the families of the three of them and the staff at key positions knew what they were going to do.
No reporters were at the site. Jiang Hailiu, the Speaker of the federation, and dozens of Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators and demon emperors were all there were to see them off.
