"I find it ridiculous too, but that old ghost Jiang really believes it. And not just him—I reckon old Zhou does too. They genuinely have hope for the Myriad Evil Dream Source, so they won't leave until the very last moment. That's our chance! Our Illusory God formation is perfect for tying people down!" the Third Prison Warden said fervently.
"That does sound tempting." The First Prince looked at the Third Prison Warden, his gaze sharpening. "But apart from staying alive, what do you stand to gain? The Myriad Evil Dream Source can't be left to your Zhao family. And you know we of the Primordial Chaos Clan aren't particularly fond of outsiders..."
"Not fond of us? That's no problem!" The Third Prison Warden smiled. "The Primordial Chaos Clan may rule, but you won't slaughter every other clan, will you? You'll need to keep some as servants. Perhaps you can wipe out the Star Realm Clan, since they're the only ones here who threaten you. But we Illusory God cultivators don't, do we? We excel at formations. We can work for the Primordial Chaos Clan, just as Yuan Hao's Illusory God cultivators support the Star Realm Clan. Maintaining and building formations would spare the Primordial Chaos Clan a great deal of trouble as you establish your legacy here. More importantly... we can help you suppress and control the other clans! Your Highness, even a shepherd needs a sheepdog to tend his flock, wouldn't you say?"
"That can't have been an easy choice, Brother Zhao." The First Prince regarded him with newfound respect. "Until today, you were the mighty Third Prison Warden. You had no need to bow to Tai Yu or Yuan Hao. You were one of the three emperors of the Myriad Evil Dream Source. Yet you've chosen the