The Heavenly Demon Race.
If they wanted to rule the world, the human race and the spirit race were their greatest obstacles.
The strength Feng and the Spirit Emperor were displaying now put Markas under immense pressure.
He knew full well.
If these two Emperors did not die, the Heavenly Demon Race would have no chance of ruling the world.
"Should we make our move?"
A Heavenly Demon Emperor's eyes flickered.
With the human race and the spirit race locked in a decisive battle, this might be the Heavenly Demon Race's opportunity.
If they seized this chance to kill both races' Emperors in one fell swoop, no race would ever be able to stand against the Heavenly Demon Race again.
Markas's expression remained unchanged. "Wait a little longer. It isn't time for us to act yet."
Acting now.
There was no need for that at all.
The battle between the human race and the spirit race had only just begun. It had yet to reach its fiercest stage.
Intervening now would only cause both races to turn on them together.
Wait!
Wait for a truly suitable moment to strike.
Hearing this.
The other Heavenly Demon Emperors raised no objections.
Since he wanted to wait, they would wait. Although the Heavenly Demon Race had many Heavenly Demon Emperors, Markas was still the one who truly made the decisions.
"I underestimated you!"
The Spirit Emperor shattered the torrent of heaven and earth with a punch, and his calm expression finally grew grave.
By this point in the battle, both sides were already using their full strength.
He had thought that, with his abilities, subduing the Human Emperor would pose no problem.
Yet.
Only when they actually fought did the Spirit Emperor discover, to his astonishment, that the Human Emperor's abilities