All the devils secretly nodded. To the Devil Race, a few Spirit Transformation cultivators were nothing.
The Blood Demons patted their chests. "Leave this to us Blood Demons. Another Blood Demon broke through to Spirit Transformation alongside them. We'll bring them back together. How about sending a dozen or so Spirit Transformation Blood Demons?"
The short Devil Race member shook his head. "Why did this Blood Demon and Mo Jun's descendant not come over here when they broke through to Spirit Transformation? Why did they insist on remaining within Absolute Heaven Abyss?
"If that old bastard Returning Origin is really trying to fish, then if you send a dozen Spirit Transformation Blood Demons, I'm afraid not a single one will return."
The Blood Demon sneered. "Hun Ming, stop making mountains out of molehills.
"It isn't as though we don't know Returning Origin Sword Immortal's condition. His body perished, his soul became a Sword Spirit, and he lingers on in that eighth-rank Returning Origin Sword.
"He simply cannot leave that stone pillar. Those juniors would not be foolish enough to go and throw away their lives. How could they possibly be under his control?"
The Great Commander secretly sighed. The Yin Demons and Yang Demons had been fighting for ages, often coming to blows at the slightest disagreement.
The Blood Demons and Soul Devouring Demons in particular were born nemeses.
Anything the Blood Demons said, the Soul Devouring Demon lineage would certainly oppose, and the reverse was equally true.
Back in ancient times, they had repeatedly delayed major matters because of internal strife, causing the Holy Race grievous losses.
If the Myriad Law Demons were not keeping them in check, the two sides would have turned the heavens upside down.
He gave a light cough. "Have you forgotten Returning Origin Sword