To be honest, Chen Daolin had not expected Golden Horn to be so bold as to set her sights on the treasure vaults of every Abyss Lord.
They were all immortal gods. Any one of them could casually crush the current Golden Horn to death.
But seeing the golden gleam in Golden Horn's eyes and the longing written all over her face, he wisely gave up on trying to reason with her.
After a brief and rapid discussion, the two quickly settled on their plan for the upcoming heist.
First, they naturally had to choose a target. Every layer of the abyss was vast and had many lords, but not every lord was suitable for a visit. Some lords had cultivated in seclusion for hundreds of millions of years and would not show themselves unless an enemy attacked their very headquarters. Some lords simply had no treasure vaults, keeping all their treasures inside their divine kingdoms or spatial items. Others were extremely difficult to provoke... After filtering through the possibilities, there were actually not many suitable targets.
The lord Golden Horn had robbed before had yielded a huge haul purely because she had stumbled upon a lucky break.
These Purgatory Lords had never imagined that someone would be so audacious as to covet their treasure vaults.
After all, after so many years in the Purgatory Abyss, the lords of each layer were well acquainted with one another. No lord would do something so shameless as stealing another lord's treasure vault—mainly because the things inside held little value to them, and it was not worth the humiliation.
And beneath the lords, those World Masters lacked both the nerve and the ability to provoke an incomparably powerful immortal god.
But now, the Purgatory Abyss had gained two oddballs: Chen Daolin and Golden