"I do not quite understand what you mean," Baheduo said unhurriedly.
"Why bother hiding it?"
Moxialuo smiled faintly and clasped his hands behind his back. "We both know what happened back then. Although I do not know where your Baheduo Clan's hidden contingency lies,
I am certain it is still within the Great Thousand World.
Stop hesitating.
If we wait until Haocang rises again, things will not go well for us Void Fiends."
The dark silhouette before him rippled.
There was no telling what Baheduo was thinking.
A moment later,
Baheduo's voice slowly emerged. "The Demon Abyss is drawing closer to the Great Thousand World. Before long, it will formally merge with the Great Thousand World. With its current strength, the Great Thousand World has no chance of resisting the Demon Abyss.
Even if Haocang has reincarnated, he can only perish before the Demon Abyss. Why are you in such a hurry?"
As a Demon Monarch,
Baheduo could perceive quite a few things.
Hearing this,
Moxialuo said calmly, "Once the Demon Abyss arrives, the Great Thousand World's destruction is certain. But handing the Great Thousand World over to the Demon Abyss may not be a good thing for either of us.
Have you forgotten that rumor?
Our clans can only have a chance of breaking through this restriction by conquering the Great Thousand World."
"Saint Demons are merely a rumor, after all."
Baheduo replied indifferently, "Over hundreds of millions of years, many Demon Monarchs have emerged, but no one has ever seen a Saint Demon. I believe that realm does not exist at all."
"How could it not exist? If rumors of Saint Demons have spread, then they must have existed."
Moxialuo's expression gradually grew fanatical.
In his heart,
becoming a Saint Demon was his only pursuit.
"The Great Thousand