Wang Shi paid no heed to this threat.
"A Saint can die, but a Saint can also never truly die."
"At worst, we let Di Jun return to the embrace of the Great Dao and revive from within it."
"Your threat means absolutely nothing to me."
"If this is the only threat you have, you'd better think carefully about how you're going to die."
Wang Shi stared at him coldly.
He had not expected this fellow to be Di Jun's System Spirit.
But it did not matter what he was. Even whether Di Jun lived or died did not matter to them.
At Wang Shi's words, the System Spirit's face turned ashen. His calculations had shown a one-percent chance that they would disregard Demon Emperor Dijun.
But he had never imagined that possibility would actually come to pass.
After all, Di Jun was a Saint of his generation. If he truly died once, his potential would be severely depleted. He could originally have become a Great Dao Master.
Now, however, he would be nothing more than an ordinary Saint. In terms of losses alone, that would be devastating.
"You're utterly shameless! He's the Demon Tribe's only Demon Emperor Saint, yet you can say something so heartless!"
Now he truly began to panic. Di Jun, whom he had always treated as his trump card, was utterly useless against this fellow who would disown even his own kin.
He bitterly regretted it now.
Had he known, he would never have come out.
His original intention had been to separate the entire Demon Realm, then use System Lifeforms to control Taiyi. That would turn the whole Demon Realm into a paradise for their System Lifeforms, allowing them to inhabit members of the Demon Tribe and grow rapidly.
It could be said that he