Within Primordial Immortal King's Immortal King City in the Immortal Realm, Yan Kuan, Small Pagoda, and Willow Deity were taking stock of the gains from the treasury. They had already visited several other Immortal King Cities, obtaining countless immortal metals, Immortal Herbs, and all manner of resources. Their haul had been immense.
"I say, Chaos Great Emperor, do you really think those fellows are reliable? Among the old fogeys of the Immortal Realm, there really are traitors who have sided with darkness. Back then, the Black Hands who harmed the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths seemed to be Ao Sheng and the others, but some of the people who tipped them off are most likely still hiding."
Small Pagoda was openly devouring all sorts of resources, enjoying itself immensely. Its tone toward Yan Kuan was exceptionally pleasant as well.
"We truly cannot afford to let down our guard. Back then, we trusted the Immortal Realm too much, and that mistake led to our crushing defeat."
Willow Deity spoke from the side as well. Having experienced the battle of Immortal Ancient, she had long since lost faith in the kings of the Immortal Realm. That was why, in the original work, she had chosen to seek out the Source of Darkness and quell the turmoil alone.
"I never trusted them in the first place. And once we are on the battlefield, it will not be up to them to decide how they fight. I have already left sufficient measures within those five old fogeys. If they truly betray us in the midst of battle, there will be quite a show to watch."
As Yan Kuan spoke, he raised his right hand. Threads of blood-red flame emerged, and behind him appeared a vision of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Four