"Who do you think he will choose?"
The Azure Emperor's voice was neither loud nor soft, and he did not avoid anyone.
Everyone heard it clearly.
Even more of them pricked up their ears.
Big Head gazed toward the figure in the distant sky, shrouded by ethereal immortal aura. He recognized the other party.
Among the many Primordial Sacred Spirit Demons, that one should have been the strongest—the current immortal. Yet judging by his aura, he probably would not remain for much longer.
The Immortal Corpse Spirit Demon did not pay any attention to Big Head. As the "original body," he had no need to notice any "clone."
In a hoarse voice, he said, "Counting the current Heavenly Emperor, there are nine immortals in all. If he chooses, he will certainly choose one of the Ten Supreme Sect Masters. Endure another ten thousand years, and there will be another immortal. Then the ten immortals will be complete." As he spoke, his gaze swept onward, passing over the ten Heaven-Ruling Sect Masters.
The Azure Emperor smiled. "The Heaven-Ruling Sect Masters do indeed possess extraordinary foundations, but unfortunately, each has their own path to walk."
"If anyone is suited to become the lord of heaven and earth, it would be none other than the Emperor Sovereign..."
He did not finish, but everyone understood. The Emperor Sovereign had acted too often in the past; even if he took the seat of Lord of the Heavenly Court, he would not be able to bear it for long.
"So not one of the ten Heaven-Ruling Sect Masters is suitable?"
The Immortal Corpse Spirit Demon sneered.
This was exactly what he hoped for. Though he firmly believed himself to be a Primordial Sacred Spirit Demon, his immortal body had still decayed. He needed time to plot