Deep in the Calamity Land, six Weird Immortal Emperors gathered.
"I never imagined Desolate and the others had grown this powerful. Without this sacrifice, we might never have learned their true strength."
The Black Blood Immortal Emperor spoke with a sigh, his feelings complicated.
They had fought Shi Hao more than once before, but none of their attempts to surround and kill him had been as thorough as this one.
Compared with their usual attempts, this had been a battle with no hope of survival. The power Desolate and the others unleashed was beyond anything the Weird Immortal Emperors had imagined.
"Four of us... They killed four of us outright. They cannot be resurrected, and even the Ancestral Land cannot bring them back."
The Red-Haired Immortal Emperor and the others had not emerged unscathed either. They bore injuries.
"Thank goodness we killed them before they had more time to cultivate..."
The Emperors fell silent. Even now, the thought of the future they had strangled before it could come to pass left them afraid.
"Everything we paid today was worth it," the Red-Haired Immortal Emperor said.
"With four portions of Primordial Matter for our people to absorb, we can fill the vacancies and raise four more to the End-of-the-Road Level."
"As for Desolate and the others, gone was gone. The Myriad Worlds had lost their strength forever."
The White Fiend Immortal Emperor sighed. "Even after we replenish our ranks with four companions, our overall strength will fall to an unprecedented low."
"It was worth it, but who knows how long it will take to recover from this loss?"
Once the vacancies among the Ten Emperors were filled, more than half the Ten Weird Emperors would be newcomers, incomparable to the Primordial Ten Emperors.
Still, keeping their ranks at ten Immortal Emperors