Rebel

Mo Ming showed no joy. Instead, his expression turned grave. "Since everyone agrees, begin making preparations.

Among the Holy Race's nine branches, my Dharma Devil branch has only one, while the Yin Devils and Yang Devils have four each.

To summon the true form of the Primordial Heavenly Demon, the power must still come from us. Each branch will need one Half-step Nascent Soul and two late-stage or Peak Golden Core cultivators.

Every clansman participating must have a True Demon phantom within their Sea of Consciousness.

If we do this, nearly half of our Holy Race's upper ranks will have to be sacrificed.

Since I proposed this method, I must naturally take part as well.

From this day onward, all affairs of the Holy Race will be entrusted to my younger brother, Mo Hui."

Mo Hui hastily declined. "Big Brother, I also have an ancient True Demon phantom in my Sea of Consciousness. I can take your place in presiding over the Nine Luminaries Heavenly Demon Array.

The Holy Race can do without me, Mo Hui, but it cannot do without you."

The other devils also spoke up to dissuade him. Within the Devil Race, the Dharma Devil branch had always taken the lead, while the other devil clans served as support.

Mo Ming had ruled the Devil Race for several thousand years. The devils of the eight Yin and Yang branches all obeyed his commands.

Although Mo Hui was not weak, his prestige was far inferior to Mo Ming's.

After the devils repeatedly urged him otherwise, Mo Ming no longer insisted.

They would lose most of their upper ranks to summon the true form of the Primordial Heavenly Demon.

Even if they succeeded, turmoil would arise within the Devil Race.

If they failed, they would need someone capable of