The divine hall closed once more, leaving behind only Sun Wuxuan, Sun Li, Sun Yuan, and the others.
Aoyin Yume had been barred from the door. After all, he had been sent by the Demon Emperor.
Looking at these Demon Race Immortal Emperors and Immortal Kings, most of them were from the Flower-Fruit Mountain lineage.
Xuan Mie of the Heaven-Devouring Python also remained. Since he had persuaded Kun Yu to defect to his side, he likely would not return.
The Demon Emperor wore a solemn expression as he pondered how to begin.
"Demon Emperor, do you have any orders?" Sun Wuxuan asked.
The Demon Emperor had gathered them together; something major was likely about to happen.
"This Emperor has decided that tomorrow morning, we will storm the Heavenly Court," the Demon Emperor said in a low voice.
"Storm the Heavenly Court?" Sun Li was slightly startled. "Demon Emperor, are you confident?"
Their previous failure had been because they could not break through the barrier, compounded by the Immortal Court's interference.
If they could break the barrier and charge in before the Demon Emperors could react, they should succeed.
A trace of anger and sorrow surfaced on the Demon Emperor's face. "These days, after battle upon battle, the Demon Race's sons have suffered grievous casualties.
If this continues, how many of the Demon Race's sons will remain?"
"Demon Emperor..." Sun Wuxuan and the others were deeply moved.
How could they not know of the losses they had suffered during this time?
The Flower-Fruit Mountain lineage alone had lost several hundred Immortal Kings, while quite a few Immortal Emperors had also fallen.
As for weaker immortals and gods such as Immortal Lords, Immortal Gods, and Heavenly Immortals, tens of thousands had perished.
If this went on, even if they defeated the Heavenly