The most terrifying part was that even now, they couldn't understand how any of this had happened.
From beginning to end, Wu Shentong hadn't relied on his unrivaled might—the strongest in Qing Province—to resolve the matter at Myriad Beast Mountain.
With his fearsome intellect, he had revealed a different kind of brilliance before every great demon and demonic force in Qing Province!
He had taken Myriad Beast Mountain with ease, without lifting a finger!
At that moment, the Demon Kings exchanged glances, a deep chill rising in their hearts.
The Three-Headed Green Lion King's lair had been taken. What about their own?
After what had happened, who could guarantee Wu Shentong wouldn't use the same method to seize their lairs?
Unease stirred in the hearts of several Demon Kings.
The benefits Empress Xue Ji had offered were indeed substantial.
But compared with their own territories, those benefits were nothing.
"Xue Ji, I have other matters to attend to. I'll take my leave!" the Six-Winged Frost Centipede tossed out before turning and vanishing into the air.
He had to return to the Centipede Mountain Range and inspect his stronghold.
As the youngest Demon King in Qing Province, he was powerful, but there were no good territories left for him to claim.
The Centipede Mountain Range had originally been an unremarkable range. He had spent vast resources and years painstakingly building it into a false secret realm. It was his most precious asset.
Unlike other factions, he had no secret realm or blessed land to fall back on. If someone attacked the Centipede Mountain Range while he was away, things could easily go wrong.
The Six-Winged Frost Centipede had made plenty of preparations before leaving, but he had no idea whether they could withstand Wu Shentong's inscrutable methods.
If his stronghold were