After all, the Great Devil Heaven Gate was taboo. Once built, it could very likely devilize an entire realm and provoke the backlash of countless cultivators. They had to guard against it.
Hundred-Illness Devil Child sighed. "You all underestimate Li Qingxian too much. Do you perhaps think I was frightened by him after he killed me in the Dead Devil Lands?"
The Upper Ranks remained silent.
Hundred-Illness Devil Child suddenly coughed violently, spitting out two mouthfuls of blood. He said unhurriedly, "Have you forgotten how the Lion King Army was wiped out? How the Son of Fortune, Lu Han, vanished? And how the Demon Race's Grand Wizard Legion died without even a scrap of bone left behind?"
"If our Devil Alliance joins forces, we can also slaughter the Lion King Army. We may even be able to retake Champion City."
"The Demon Race itself does not even know why its Grand Wizard Legion perished. How can that be connected to Li Qingxian?"
"Bai Bing, we should indeed take Li Qingxian seriously, but saying we should kill him on sight is going too far. Besides, now is not the time to make a move. The court has not even issued an imperial edict. If we kill the lord of the Great River, we will be forcing all cultivators to act."
"If the enemy does not move, neither will I. If Li Qingxian dares to act, we will ensure he goes and never returns."
Hundred-Illness Devil Child coughed violently for a long while, then sighed. "Once Li Qingxian makes his move, it will be too late."
"How about this? Let us ask the Alliance Leader to decide."
Hundred-Illness Devil Child nodded helplessly.
The Upper Ranks relaxed and continued up the mountain, chatting about the hardships of founding the Devil Alliance.
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