Everyone was shocked. The powerhouses of the Primordial World had mobilized.
Their numbers were enormous, close to a hundred thousand.
Most importantly, every one of them carried a Kindling. They were far more terrifying than before.
And judging by their target, why did it seem they were after the Black-Robed Puppets?
The Lord of Extreme Cold's face darkened. "They're all treating me like a soft persimmon they can squeeze!"
"That damned Demon Emperor! I'll fight him to the death!"
Others at least showed some respect. As long as the Lord of Extreme Cold stepped forward, they would generally choose to back down.
Only this fellow's eyes lit up at the sight of Black-Robed Puppets as though he had spotted silver, making no attempt to hide his greedy gaze.
That was indeed exactly what the Demon Emperor was thinking.
Once he saw so many Black-Robed Puppets, he could no longer restrain his greed.
If all these black-robed figures fell into his hands, he could easily exchange them for another Heavenly Dao-Class Weapon.
Even if he did not need that many, his Copy needed one too.
The Demon Emperor had also noticed that these Black-Robed Puppets were growing increasingly scarce, which only made them more precious.
He had no need to hold back. He had offended both the Contestants and the Avengers already, anyway.
He did not mind offending them again.
Truthfully, he had originally planned to come investigate alone. But when he saw so many Black-Robed Puppets, he was utterly puzzled. How could Human Sovereign Fuxi not be tempted?
All these Black-Robed Puppets were points!
How could he know what concerns the others harbored?
He feared neither heaven nor earth, but for the other powerhouses of the Primordial World, encountering an Ultimate Powerhouse was extremely dangerous.
Soon, the many powerhouses of