Erlang Shen attached great importance to the Snake Demon Empire.
He had once learned by chance that certain major powers in the Snake Demon Empire sneered at it. It had few Immortal Registry powerhouses, and was full of nothing but transformed snake demons. In their eyes, it was children playing games—and in some remote, barren Small World at that.
But Erlang Shen knew that the empire Bai Yujun had created was enormous in scale.
It did not simply occupy several Small Worlds. It spread across nearly all the Small Worlds of the Myriad Worlds. Small streams converged into a great river; though it lacked enough top-tier experts, its numbers were terrifyingly vast. By a rough estimate, its military strength might have matched the Heavenly Army of old, or even surpassed it.
Only with a deep foundation could powerful experts continuously emerge.
Erlang Shen had studied it seriously.
The Snake Demon Army of the Snake Demon Empire did not lose to the Heavenly Army in training, discipline, or obedience.
After tens of thousands of years of warfare as a Heavenly Court divine general, he understood all too well what made an army formidable. The Snake Demon Army possessed nearly every advantage, especially the cold indifference of snakes and the natural fearlessness of death found in beasts. They were practically born to counter evil fiends. Indeed, ascenders from the Small Worlds had proven that the Snake Demon Army had ultimately prevailed.
If given the chance, the Snake Demon Empire might truly be able to bring the chaos to a complete end.
He looked at Bai Yujun in the side chair. Without realizing it, she was no longer that tiny wild dragon from the lower realm.
"I find it strange. Why does your Snake Demon Empire have no ascenders?"
That single question struck