Soul Emperor's reminder made Enlightenment Prophet raise a brow.
However, the other party had not kindly reminded Enlightenment Prophet that there was still another force he could use.
Rather, Soul Emperor's final words were, "My condition is that there is a top-level civilization in the Evil Tide Time-Space called the Yan Emperor Divine Clan."
"Their civilization possesses a wisp of Civilization Supreme Treasure-grade flame—Emperor Flame!"
"As long as you can help me obtain it, I will lead the Eternal Soul Clan and help you fight this Dimensional Hegemony." Soul Emperor looked at Enlightenment Prophet before him and spoke with utmost solemnity.
Soul Emperor had already begun advancing toward the Half-Level-9 Realm. An existence like him knew exactly what he desired most.
Just like Famas of the Zeus Skelton Empire, who had once coveted the God of Machines and the Magic Cube beyond measure.
At this point, the only things that could truly stir Soul Emperor's interest—and even make him willing to wager the fate of his entire civilization—were those most crucial to him.
The Yan Emperor Divine Clan's Civilization Supreme Treasure, "Emperor Flame," which he had mentioned, might be connected to his path of further advancement after reaching Half-Nine.
Famas had been the same back then. If he could have led the Heavenly Planet Destroyer Fleet, seized Saine's Magic Cube, and fused with the God of Machines—
Then the one who might have attained the supreme realm in the future would have been him.
Unfortunately, Famas had the ambition but not the fate.
In the end, Saine was still the one who had the last laugh.
After the call between Soul Emperor and Enlightenment Prophet ended, the former directly severed contact with Enlightenment Prophet.
They were all foxes who had lived for a thousand years—there was no point trying to