Faced with these curious souls, the Demon Emperor felt rather helpless.
"Oh, all right. It's best to maintain some reverence for the unknown."
At that moment, Demon Emperor Daochen hesitated, as if he had something to say.
The Lord of Fate paused. "Your Majesty, if you have something to say, just say it. There's no need for us to hide anything from each other."
In truth, he even felt somewhat overwhelmed by the favor.
After all, with Demon Emperor Daochen's current strength, he should have had little need to ask them for anything.
Besides, they were already planning to flee rather than clash head-on with the enemy.
That left even less for the Lord of Fate to do.
"Moving the entire Primordial World will take a great deal of work. First, we must suppress the Heavenly Dao, the Human Path, and the Earthly Dao."
"Of course, we must also suppress the Demonic Dao. But Devil Ancestor Luo Hou has already defected, leaving the Demonic Dao without anyone to control it. Lord of Fate, would you be willing to go to the Demon Realm?"
"By now, there should only be two or three cats, big and small, left in the entire Demon Realm. Devil Ancestor Luo Hou probably took the truly powerful ones away long ago."
Demon Emperor Daochen did not care about those fellows, however. Although those Demon Realm experts were powerful, their strength was only temporary.
They had hollowed out their own potential, advancing through slaughter. Perhaps one or two powerful experts might emerge, but when it came to their overall strength, their growth was ultimately limited.
Given time, he could nurture experts who far surpassed those of the Demon Realm.
Moreover, although those Demon Realm experts each appeared powerful, they had little real potential left. With such limited