At this moment, deep within the void.
Terrifying figures radiating towering demonic aura appeared in this place one after another, densely packed—more than a hundred of them. Each emanated immense power capable of shaking the void.
It was as though each of them was a world unto itself.
If anyone were to see these figures, they would know that they were all Demon Kings from the Abyss World, beings standing at the very pinnacle of all Abyss Demons, comparable to Invincible Realm Saints.
"Ke ke, those foolish divine beasts really took the bait. It was merely a world left behind by a god, yet they fought until they were practically at each other's throats, suffering grievous casualties."
A Demon King chuckled eerily, having kept watch over the situation in the Cosmic Light World all along.
"What a pity the invincible Saints did not make a move. If they had fought one another and a few invincible Saints had died, that would have been truly entertaining." Another Demon King said regretfully.
The greatest hope behind their trap had been for the invincible Saints of these races to fight to the bitter end, preferably leaving both sides battered and broken, so they could reap the fisherman's profit.
Unfortunately, things had not gone as smoothly as they had imagined. At most, their plan could be said to be only half complete.
"There is no helping it. These invincible Saints are no fools either. Only the appearance of some treasure they simply had to seize could make them go all out. Unfortunately, no such supreme treasure appeared in the Cosmic Light World. It seems we will have to act personally to bury all these old antiques from the previous cosmic era in this age."
A Demon King spoke indifferently.
It felt that this outcome