Lin Tian's expression tightened. He knew these fellows were most likely the Saints' good corpses. Now that the Demon Emperor Hall had emerged, every one of them coveted that wisp of Pan Gu's remnant soul.
The Three Pure Ones needed no explanation. They had been formed from Pan Gu's primordial spirit in the first place. Once they obtained this wisp of Pangu Remnant Soul, their strength would likely soar.
For Saints such as Jieyin and Zhunti, it would likewise be of tremendous benefit.
"Bodhi, did the Western Religion send only you?"
The Grand Supreme Elder Lord looked at another elderly man with an outwardly dignified bearing as he spoke.
Daoist Bodhi was Monkey Sun's master, and also one of Zhunti's good corpses.
The Primordial Heavenly Venerable had likewise sent only a good corpse.
As for Jieyin and Tongtian, neither of them had come.
Presumably, Jieyin knew that once Tongtian learned what was happening here, he would surely send his good corpse to help Lin Tian, so he had gone to keep Tongtian's good corpse occupied.
As for the other merit-based Saint, Nuwa, her strength was inferior to these Saints to begin with. Having relied on Attaining Sainthood Through Merit, she had no intention whatsoever of competing for the Demon Emperor Hall.
"Hmph! You old fellows may all want the Demon Emperor Hall, but you'll still have to ask whether I, the lord of the Demon Race, agree!"
Lin Tian snorted coldly, his aura instantly climbing to its peak. Even compared with the cultivation of these Saints' good corpses, his was no weaker-if anything, it was stronger!
Moreover, since the Demon Race had already acknowledged Lin Tian as its lord, the fortune of the entire race had also shifted onto him.
Sensing this dense fortune of the Demon Race, the Demon