At present, the only forces in the entire Wang Shu Area capable of competing for supremacy were the Wolf Pack Civilization and the Red Sun Empire.
Aside from them, the Mechanical Theocracy had long become a lapdog of the Sunspot Tribe and Heaven's Mandate Clan. It had no strength left to truly participate in the struggle for dominance.
As for the Black Gold Demon Clan, they might still have been qualified, and their scale was sufficient, but nearly all their elites had been lost in the previous conflict.
What remained was no stronger than the Wolf Pack Civilization's guerrilla army groups and Reserve Army Groups.
Even those three billion Heaven Realm demon troops had been mobilized by the Black Gold Demon Clan from its last reserves.
So how could a demon clan branch abandoned even by its mother clan speak of competing for the Wang Shu Area?
Perhaps the power of their entire clan could not contend with a taboo existence like the Crimson Sun Emperor, who had renewed the Celestial Realm Path!
"Wolf Master! I truly never expected your strength to have reached such a level. I once deduced who my final opponent would be. I considered the Sunspot Tribe, and I considered the Radiant Day Emperor, but I never imagined it would be you!"
At this moment, the Crimson Sun Emperor looked at the bloodstained wolf shadow standing above the starry vault, genuine shock flashing through his eyes.
But after the shock came calmness and resolve.
Because this battle had reached this point. He had refined his homeworld, buried those old soldiers who had lived and died alongside him, and turned all the Red Sun Empire's military forces into blood puppets!
Only by winning this battle and reorganizing the Wang Shu Area would he and the Red Sun