They had already decided to kill Zhao Fu without fail. There was no room for compromise—only Zhao Fu's death could ease their hatred.
But their opponent was the King of Kings, and they had already seen with their own eyes just how unimaginably terrifying Zhao Fu was. They were deeply wary of him. If one made an enemy like that and could kill him, then he had to be killed at the first opportunity. If not, then it was best not to provoke him.
Now, some members of the Demon God Emperor cautiously made a suggestion.
"I think we should let this matter go. After all, the God Kerr's power and fortune came from him. There must be a fight to the death between them, so we should not invite such trouble."
"That is true. Although it would damage the Demon God Emperor's prestige, it is still better than becoming enemies with such an unimaginable monster."
"Mm! I also think this is the best way to handle it. There is no need to stake the entire Demon God Emperor on a single imperial son. Besides, Kerr was someone we picked up in the first place. If we lose him, then so be it—we have other imperial sons."
"Sigh! If we had known this would happen, we should not have let Kerr participate in the Tournament of Gods. We should have let him cultivate on his own. Borrowing the King of Kings' fortune and power, he would surely have awakened the Divine Race Imperial Star, and his strength would have been terrifying as well. Now, everything is too late."
"It is a little regrettable, but this is the only way things can be. This concerns a major matter for an entire faction, so do not act on impulse."
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