Twelve tenths?
All the Overlords looked at Emperor Lord.
They had thought Emperor Lord said thirty percent, but it turned out to be twelve tenths.
He was that confident he could seal the Venerable Lord!
"What treasure are you talking about, that it gives us such a high chance of success?" Chaos Holy Lord asked.
The others were curious too.
Actually, they thought even a thirty percent chance was worth it.
As the saying went, the bigger the waves, the pricier the fish.
High risk, high reward!
These Overlords had lived by that principle for nearly their entire lives, ever since their youth. "Walking on the edge of a blade" hardly did justice to their courage.
"You'll find out what the treasure is when the time comes. You only need to know that the Venerable Lord can no longer keep us down. A new age is about to begin!"
Emperor Lord's voice was calm, but the Overlords who heard him felt their hearts surge with excitement—a rare occurrence.
They hadn't felt this way in countless tens of thousands of years!
How could Overlords live under another's thumb?
The Venerable Lord was destined to be unable to keep them down!
A new age really was about to begin!
Phoenix Emperor Venerate was probably the calmest of the eleven. Seated in place, he surveyed the others, then said in a deep voice, "Even if we can do it, I don't recommend killing the Venerable Lord."
The Overlords looked at him.
After sealing the Venerable Lord, they would certainly take the opportunity to test his strength.
If the Venerable Lord was on roughly the same level as Emperor Lord, then with Emperor Lord leading them, the eleven of them could take advantage of the situation and kill him outright.
Why settle for a