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Wang Yu's strategy was simple: first accumulate a wave of Dao soldiers, transform a Middle Thousand World, and create a situation where the Demonic Dao reigned supreme.

When the time came, he would have quite a few usable subordinates in his hands.

Once momentum had formed, it would not be too late to intervene in the struggle for the Great Thousand World. This time, the Ancient World's development was far too vast, and it was being presided over by people from the Mystic Yellow Battle Immortal Division.

Quite a few people from the Righteous Dao Dharma Lineage would come as well.

Strictly speaking, Wang Yu had actually never truly fought a Righteous Dao Cultivator of the same level. Those in the Void Rift did not count. This time, he could properly measure himself against them.

Right.

Wang Yu suddenly remembered something and asked.

"Daoist Brother Heavenly Machine, if we encounter competitors, may we strike to kill?"

Wang Zhi Dao froze.

"Good lad. You're thinking about this sort of thing so early?"

"It is not that I am arrogant, but that the situation of the Demonic Dao being ganged up on is foreseeable. If we cannot strike to kill and intimidate one or two of them, the ending will be hard to say."

These words of his suited the "national conditions" of the Vast Immortal Domain exceedingly well.

Even Wang Zhi Dao did not refute him. He even nodded in approval. "Brother Wuyou's thoughts do indeed make sense, but you may have to be disappointed."

Internal competition means we can't strike to kill, then.

He understood.

Wang Yu's brows knitted tightly. One of the most important gains from developing the Ancient World was that after occupying sovereignty, they could improve the Heavenly Dao's developmental tendencies by spreading immortal cultivation knowledge.

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