[Let me think. The Third Lecture—Hong Jun's plan is finally about to close its net.]
[Six Saints? What a joke!]
[Whoever gets this benefit will end up under Hong Jun's control!]
Li Mo deeply disdained Hong Jun's methods.
[The War of the Liches isn't far off.]
[This time, I have to leave the Demon Race.]
[This lecture at Purple Palace is my chance.]
[But because of me, things have strayed a little from their original course.]
[Who knows how much more will change from here on out?]
Li Mo secretly made up his mind. A smile curled at the corner of his mouth; he already had a plan.
Meanwhile, Di Jun looked troubled, weighed down by his thoughts.
The six candidates to become Saints had been decided. Nuwa probably wouldn't be someone he could count on anymore.
And Li Mo was thinking about leaving the Demon Race, which gave Di Jun a serious headache.
The third time passing through the Chaos Gale was much easier than the previous two.
Even without spirit treasures to protect them, everyone made it through without trouble.
By the time the Demon Race's Five Emperors and its powerful cultivators reached the gates of Purple Palace, many other powerful cultivators had already arrived.
Compared to the others, the Demon Race's cultivators were far more imposing.
Four of the Five Demon Emperors had reached the Quasi-Saint realm.
Their domineering auras made it clear to everyone that these were not people to provoke.
Especially since behind them stood a whole group who, though not yet Quasi-Saints, were not far from reaching that realm.
Yun Zhongjun's aura even hinted that he could break through to the Quasi-Saint realm at any moment.
The other powerful cultivators couldn't help feeling envious.
They regretted not joining the Demon Race earlier.
By now,