The Otherworldly Void.
A boundless shadow covered a certain region, devouring any living being that dared approach, whether a void fiend or a fierce beast.
Suddenly.
The shadow trembled.
It seemed to have awakened completely from its slumber.
"Bakel has succeeded!"
Baheduo opened his eyes, and the originally colorless Otherworldly Void seemed to grow a shade darker.
As a fellow Demon Monarch.
He naturally sensed it.
All the more so because.
Bakel had originally shared the same roots as the Baheduo Clan.
Because of that.
Baheduo could sense him to some extent as well.
This was the void fiends' contingency plan.
A million years ago, the Celestial Court had gone to war with the void fiends. Bakel had ultimately fallen in battle, taking the opportunity to enter the Great Thousand World and lie dormant, awaiting his chance to be reborn.
All these years had passed.
Yet Bakel had never revived.
As for that.
Baheduo had not been particularly anxious.
Demon Monarchs had extraordinarily long lifespans. A mere million years amounted to no more than a few periods of slumber.
Never mind one million years.
Even two or three million years would be worth waiting, so long as they could find an opportunity to open the Heaven and Earth Barrier.
"Bakel has been reborn. Now is the time for our Void Fiend Clan to invade the Great Thousand World in earnest. Once I seize its world origin, I will have a chance to enter the saint demon realm!"
The black mist surged, finally taking the form of a person enveloped in darkness.
Few living beings had ever seen a Demon Monarch's true form.
Demon Monarchs could assume the forms of all living beings. What others saw was not their true appearance, but an illusion.
As for those who had truly seen