Looking at Siming, who was as "docile" as a sheep not far away, the Immortal Kings all felt an enormous headache coming on.
Granted, with the realms of giants like Crimson King and Kundí, as long as they were careful, that monster would find it difficult to harm them even if it could create millions upon millions of clones.
But the problem was that they had no way to deal with the ferocious beast either. With millions of Immortal Kings, even if they stood still and let them slaughter them, it would take days and nights to kill them all.
If they allowed this beast to devour Devouring Universe unchecked, the Foreign Realm would be consumed clean within a hundred years.
Though they could survive in the Realm Sea, it was fraught with danger. Even Immortal Kings found it difficult to emerge unscathed, so they still needed a place to rest.
"What should we do? Should we try communicating with it?" Yutuo asked.
Logically speaking, an exotic beast at the Immortal King level should possess extremely high intelligence.
Yet no matter how they tried to communicate, Siming merely enjoyed the source calmly, its eyes revealing contempt.
"How about we pretend to submit to that madman first? Doesn't he want the territory of our three domains? We can hand this hot potato over to him and let him deal with it," an Immortal King suggested.
"This monster may have tremendous talent, but its realm is not high. What if that person suppresses it with his cultivation and forcibly enslaves it?" another Immortal King worried.
"Doesn't this monster like Universe Source? We can personally destroy several universes, throw the sources to it, then gradually lead it step by step toward the Immortal Domain." Pumowang sneered.
Kundí considered it for a moment, then