Wace City was territory Huo Ling had once opened up.
Before this, it had also been part of the Abyssal World. But after so many years, Huo Ling had stationed himself here, and it had been digested by the Purgatory Will.
At this moment, Huo Ling sensed the laws in the sky. The Abyssal aura that had once been faintly discernible had now almost completely vanished.
Moreover, Purgatory's defenses now had virtually no gaps. And with no gaps, it meant that no more Abyssal Worlds would be drawn here to launch attacks on Purgatory.
That also meant that these Abyssal Worlds currently attached to Purgatory were the last batch.
If Huo Ling wanted to continue expanding his territory in the future, there would be no more soft persimmons like New Land for him to squeeze.
If he wanted to expand further, he would likely have to seize territory from other devil nobles.
That was basically hopeless. Generally speaking, devil nobles played political games; very few truly started wars.
If he could not continue expanding his territory, then if he wanted to earn more money, he could only find ways to make something of his existing lands.
Huo Ling let out a long sigh. In that case, over the coming period, he had to seize as much territory as possible.
With a casual wave, he spread out a summoning array and summoned one Legendary undead after another. By now, the Legendary undead under his command had reached forty-six.
Three had remained in Half-Orc Province, and one had been left with the pioneering corps.
Three had been left behind on the Hemel Plane, while Huo Ling had brought all the remaining Legends into Purgatory.
Now, Huo Ling had thirty-nine Legendary undead at his side in Purgatory, along with three Greater Purgatory Devils.