The central region of the Demon Domain.
Wailing Gorge.
The Parasite Demon nest that had once been destroyed by the Holy Light Bomb had long since vanished without a trace.
In its place lay a stretch of cracked ground that low-ranking demons had repaired and leveled.
The Rift connecting the inner reaches of the Demon Domain to its central region hung in midair, constantly expanding and contracting.
Demons of every shape and form surged out of it in a frantic rush, like a tide of desecration, swiftly filling the empty, deathly silent gorge in layer upon layer!
Guangguai stood at the edge of the gorge, looking down at the bustling tide of demons below without a word.
Demon Elder Kalabatoya glanced at the miniature demon prince, who had grown beyond half a meter tall but had yet to reach a full meter, and said proudly:
"Stunned?"
"Isn't this spectacle far more magnificent than what you had back in the Great Wasteland?"
Guangguai paused for two seconds, then curled his lip. "It's alright, I guess."
"With a million of our kind gathered together, of course it looks more impressive than the hundred thousand or so we had back then."
"But compared to the scale I imagined Demon King Qin would command, it's still quite a ways off..."
Kalabatoya froze at those words.
And this was still not enough?
Just how grand a scene had he been expecting?
"At the very least, there should've been a billion or two. As the ruler of an entire domain, sending out only a few million is a little stingy..."
Kalabatoya was left speechless.
A billion or two demons?
This outsider demon clearly hadn't studied a thing about the Demon Domain!
If sensing a passage to the outside world allowed them to send out a billion