Zhao Fu revealed a satisfied smile, then had the three of them summon the last two Star Gods. Both were young men: one had an ordinary appearance and was named Xing Shen, while the other wore a scholar's robe and was named Xing Luo. Their strength was relatively average.
After calling them over, Xing Tianwu and the other two directly persuaded them to submit to the Pantheon of Myriad Gods.
Zhao Fu did not hide himself either. He simply stood there and waited for the result; if the Star Gods refused, he would strike at once.
Seeing that the other Star Gods had already submitted, and that they had been summoned to such a remote place, the two Star Gods knew they would certainly suffer if they did not submit. Thus, they agreed to submit to Zhao Fu.
A smile appeared on Zhao Fu's face. He extended his hand, and two vast streams of demonic power poured into their bodies, giving him control over them.
Now that he had subdued the largest Star God Faction, the remaining factions in the alliance would be much easier to deal with. Even if they raised troops in rebellion, Zhao Fu had enough strength and soldiers to forcibly suppress them.
At this moment, Zhao Fu wanted to make his move directly. They had not planted any pawns within those factions, so dealing with them would not be as simple as dealing with the Pantheon of Myriad Gods.
Moreover, their defenses were tight, and Zhao Fu could not infiltrate their factions and secretly take control of them.
Calling them over and catching them all in one net would be the fastest and most direct method.
The only drawback was the Pantheon of Myriad Gods' reputation. If the Pantheon of Myriad Gods did such a thing,