Tap, tap, tap!
"Lord, the latest news has arrived from the front lines. We have reached the border of the Fear Lord's territory." An Upper Demon clad in armor knelt on one knee.
The kneeling Upper Demon glanced at the demons in Motian Hell nearby. Its originally composed expression instantly flashed with panic, and it hurriedly averted its gaze, lowering its head deeply.
Even Upper Demons could not avoid being sent to Demon Heaven to undergo hellish... trials.
Compared to low-ranking demons, however, Upper Demons possessed a certain status and did not need to train in Motian Hell until death.
After all, Upper Demons still had to lead their subordinate demons into battle and guard their territories. It would not do for them to truly become mindless idiots.
Yet the hellish trials of Demon Heaven remained deeply Imprinted in their hearts.
In the eyes of these subordinate demons, Lord Motian was the true demon of the abyss.
Compared to Lord Motian, the other lords were simply unworthy of the title of demon.
Of course, Motian Hell was not without benefits. As long as one could endure it, it truly was a trial—though its difficulty surpassed one's limits every single time.
If they could not break through, then they would sink completely.
"Fear Lord!"
Lu Yunhe looked over the information his subordinates had submitted. Under his empowerment, the expansion of his territory had proceeded at a tremendous pace.
After all, he was not a native Abyssal Demon. Apart from Motian Hell, he had also brought in vast amounts of new technology.
The armor worn by the Upper Demon before him, for instance, was equipment forged through an assembly-line process, paired with Demon Race Secret Arts he had created on a whim.
As long as these demons could withstand the trials of