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Some of the Demon Lords' combat methods had already begun to approach the mythic level.

Like playing chess, they emphasized planning and building momentum.

Atata was the strongest because Their understanding of shadow rules was the most thorough, and Their framework the most refined.

By Their progress, if They could take that final step and completely shadowify Their own soul, They would be able to use shadows to perfectly construct Their soul.

At that moment, the soul would no longer be Atata's weakness.

That would mean Atata was qualified to become a Demon Prince.

But that final step was the hardest.

Ever since Atata had created a Shadow Plane several centuries ago and reached Their current level, where They could restore half of Their soul, There had been no further movement.

Yet under the present circumstances, with Their help, Atata had mobilized all the shadow power within the Shadow Plane. What They had now was no longer merely a shadow domain, but a true Shadow Kingdom formed from it.

The Clown Emperor did not know what the Black Cage Lord was thinking. In any case, Its plan was to seize the spoils and flee.

After all, It was not skilled at facing others head-on.

Unless It found Atata's hidden soul and weakness, It basically had no chance of defeating Atata.

That was why It had so decisively sold out Its high-ranking Demons and prepared to withdraw.

The Clown Emperor had no complaints or hesitation. It immediately formed a strategy and began to chant.

Several head balloons appeared in Its hand.

"We are all Wooden Men." The patterns on the head balloons changed into the Clown Emperor and several figures. On closer inspection, one of those figures was the Black Cage Lord.

"One, two, three. No talking, no moving." One balloon