Human Sovereign Fuxi let out a soft sigh.
"They may not yet realize their mistakes, or how ridiculous their stubborn insistence is."
"They've lived in safety for so long that they have little awareness of danger."
Demon Emperor Daochen sighed softly. "I'm just angry. They don't care whether the Primordial World lives or dies. Since that's the case, let them fend for themselves in chaos."
"Give them three days. If they're still alive after three days and have changed their minds, I'll let them return."
"If they die, or remain stubborn and refuse to see sense, then let them fend for themselves!"
Human Sovereign Fuxi sighed softly, understanding that the Demon Emperor had given them their final chance.
At this point, he no longer dared offer them any help.
Whether they survived depended entirely on themselves.
Within chaos.
A group of gourmets stood bewildered in the Chaos Void, unable even to move.
"What? What right does he have to exile us?"
"The Demon Emperor is far too dictatorial. He's murdering us!"
"Damn it, at this rate, we're going to die."
"What do we do? Can someone come save us?"
"Heavens, the energy in my body is draining so fast! I'm afraid I won't last even a day!"
They wailed in chaos, but no one could endure this in their place.
Gradually, they lost even the strength to wail.
Watching their vitality ebb away bit by bit, they knew they were drawing ever closer to death.
That loneliness and helplessness, that agony of facing death head-on, trapped them in its grip.
At first, they resented the Demon Emperor. He was the one who had put them in such danger.
But gradually, as their arrogance faded, they began to reflect on their ignorance and mistakes.
They slowly realized that without the Demon