As for Lingxi Immortal Lord, Wang Daoyuan was basically at ease.
Having had thirty percent of his origin siphoned away, his strength had plummeted, and his ability to protect himself was insufficient.
He had offended so many people in the past that he might very well face reckoning after the autumn harvest.
If he worked diligently under Wang Daoyuan, he could at least keep his life.
If he betrayed him and offended the strongest Immortal Lord, then he truly would have no way to survive.
It was the conduct of those eight Immortal Lords that left Wang Daoyuan uncertain.
Working alongside such a pack of trash, he could not count on them at all.
They now saw him as a threat. When facing the Heavenly Demon, if he gained the upper hand, they might even strike at him.
In their eyes, the Heavenly Demon, that fellow bent on wiping out the entire immortal realm, was far more pleasing than he was.
That was because the Heavenly Demon had been fighting in the immortal realm for more than four hundred thousand years, and they had grown accustomed to his existence.
The eight Immortal Lords could not be relied upon, while his own strength was still insufficient.
The immortal realm had now barely formed a three-legged balance of power. Breaking that balance would be exceedingly difficult.
"Lingxi Immortal Lord, what sort of mischief do you think those eight fellows will stir up?"
Lingxi Immortal Lord wore a disdainful expression. "Those things are probably more wary of you, my lord, than they are of the Heavenly Demon.
"Yet even if the eight of them join hands, they are not confident they can withstand the Heavenly Demon.
"You previously mentioned that you were prepared to return to the Qianyuan Realm. We have the ability