Honestly, if Indra, in his washed-up god mode, descended to the lower world and ran into the hot-tempered Great Peng King, he would very likely be roasted into a well-done God King over the old grudge of Sun Wukong being captured.
White Night Yaksha said nothing, merely looking at this God King—who presumably could not even defeat one hand of the Undefeated God of War Bahram—with extreme disdain.
"Hey, hey, hey, White Night King, what kind of look is that?"
The God King, scorned by a certain Star Spirit, protested indignantly.
"As long as I bring out the Brahma-Indra Spear, it's not like I can't fight even three-digit gods and demons!"
Hearing Indra's words, White Night Yaksha sighed.
He needed the Star Creation Diagram and the Brahma-Indra Spear just to contend with ordinary three-digit gods and demons. Had the once peerless supreme God King truly fallen this far?
"Fine. If you want to go, then go."
White Night Yaksha, who had long since arranged for the true hero, sighed. She planned to descend to the lower world in spiritual form once the Demon King Alliance released Absolute Evil.
If Bahram could defeat Azhdaha, then everything would be perfect.
If Bahram was defeated, she would activate Host Authority and seal herself away together with Azhdaha.
In any case, she would never give the Demon King Alliance an opportunity to relocate outside.
While Indra and the White Night King discussed the great affairs of Little Garden, what was the savior they had mentioned doing now?
He had not gotten up yet. He was still sleeping soundly.
A creaking sound came from the door to a guest room of the Community Fire Dragon as it slowly opened.
A maid walked in carrying a tray. She had beautiful waist-length golden hair tied with