"What do we do now? Are we still going after that human, Xia Ping?"
At that moment, Crow King raised the crucial question and looked around at the other Demon Kings.
"How can we still go after him? Even Swordfish King was killed by his own hand. To kill him, we'd need an Invincible King to step in," one Demon King said helplessly. "The problem is that if an Invincible King makes a move, it'll mean a war to the death."
"Even if we assume an Invincible King does step in, can we really be sure he'll kill that human?"
He had serious doubts about that.
Back when Xia Ping had only just entered the Grandmaster realm, he had already dared to offend the Kings. At the time, the gap between that human and the Kings had been much greater, and he had faced a manhunt by Ten Thousand Demon Mountain.
Yet he had still survived. Now, the gap between them had narrowed by who knew how many times. Could they really be certain they'd kill that monstrous human?
Most importantly, that human always stayed in the human world and never came out. Even if an Invincible King wanted to make a move, there was nothing they could do—unless they entered the human world.
But the humans were probably just waiting for an Invincible Demon King to make a move so they could ambush one in secret. Killing even one would count as a huge victory, and it was a loss Ten Thousand Demon Mountain couldn't afford.
"Damn it, I refuse to accept this! Are we really supposed to just watch that human bastard run around here freely while we can do nothing to him?" Giant King ground his teeth, seething with resentment.
When had anything like this ever happened