Deep within the Demon Saint Palace of Haims City stood an altar.
More than a dozen Ancient Demon Saints had gathered here, continuously absorbing the origin energy emitted as the Ancient Heavenly Dragon Talismans devoured the origin of Thunder Continent. This energy was of immense benefit to them, no less effective than consuming saint-grade pills such as longevity elixirs.
Cultivating here also brought them enormous benefits in comprehending the laws of the universe.
"Soon. In another dozen or so days, these over two thousand nine hundred Ancient Heavenly Dragon Talismans will have finished devouring the origin energy and completely reached their peak state. Then, when we unleash a thunderous strike, Thunder City of the Human Race will probably be finished."
The speaker was Patrick, the lord of Haims City. He was astonishingly a terrifying Ancient Demon Saint at the peak of his realm, and his eyes now revealed excitement he could scarcely conceal.
Once this plan succeeded, he would immediately earn tremendous merit. With the rewards from his race, it might even be possible for him to advance into the realm of an ancient Demon Saint.
This matter was of paramount importance and concerned his future advancement, so naturally he cared deeply about it and spared no effort.
"Haha, I bet that bunch from the Human Race never imagined we had such a trump card."
"The Human Race hasn't made any moves these past few days, right? The closer we get to the critical moment, the more I worry something will go wrong."
"What the hell are you afraid of? You've grown such a big body for nothing—born with a life, but not with the guts. How could there be any movement now? They can't possibly discover anything."
"That's true. We put in enormous effort to keep this matter secret.