For other evil fiends, becoming a Demon God was the goal they pursued.
If they hoped to ascend to Demon God simply through the passage of time,
they would likely never succeed in their entire lives.
It was a transformation in strength,
but also a difference in rank.
To become a Demon God, they might meet the requirements in strength after thousands or tens of thousands of years, but rank was not something time alone could grant.
Thus,
the fastest way to ascend in rank was to devour a Demon God.
However, Demon Gods dwelled deep within the Demon Abyss, and their strength was terrifying, far beyond that of ordinary evil fiends.
The chances of devouring one were therefore vanishingly small.
But things were different now.
The Asura Demon God had forcibly torn through space to return, suffering grievous injuries that left his strength at rock bottom.
Even with his strength diminished,
a Demon God remained terrifying.
But at least—
the other evil fiends now saw a chance to devour one.
Such an opportunity
might never come again, even after thousands or tens of thousands of years.
Thus,
despite the Asura Demon God's astonishing power, evil fiends still risked their lives to attack him.
Battle raged without cease in the Demon Abyss.
The Demon Gods dwelling in its depths coldly watched the Asura Demon God being besieged. Not one moved to rescue him.
The evil fiend race
was indifferent by nature.
To them, one fewer Demon God meant a greater share of the demonic qi in the depths of the Demon Abyss.
Even if those evil fiends truly divided the Asura Demon God's flesh and blood among themselves, they could not immediately ascend to the rank of Demon God.
Conversely,
once the Asura Demon God's flesh and blood were devoured,