Once they had time to consolidate their gains and their clansmen mastered the combat arts, the gap between them and the Three-Star World would close at lightning speed. This was the fundamental reason they were willing to lie low for a while.
While they were deep in their heated discussion.
Demon Emperor Daochen had already broken through the world barrier.
When he slipped into the Slave World.
The sight of everything there truly shocked him.
"These numbers... there are at least ten thousand Heavenly Dao Realm powerhouses. Has this Slave World been hiding so many powerhouses?"
"And their races are completely different. This is bad-we've walked into an ambush."
Demon Emperor Daochen instantly sensed that something was wrong.
He was surrounded in an instant, and the five hundred warriors beside him followed nervously behind the Demon Emperor.
"Your Majesty, retreat! We'll hold them off."
The Demon Emperor's spirits immediately soared. "They're merely ten thousand Heavenly Dao Realm fighters. Give me time, and I could defeat them alone. Today, I have all you brothers at my side, and the Primordial World as my trump card. How could I possibly retreat?"
"Kill! Kill them all!"
Demon Emperor Daochen instantly drew his twin blades and charged into the crowd, swinging them.
Extreme Speed flashed over his body, and he appeared amid the crowd in an instant.
"Sword Slash!"
"Blade Slash!"
He unleashed one combat art after another, slaughtering these Heavenly Dao Realm warriors in a frenzy.
The advantage of combat arts quickly became apparent.
Almost no one on the battlefield could pose a threat to him.
Few could withstand his attacks.
When the five-hundred-strong squad charged into the enemy ranks, they too crushed everything before them. Their opponents' weapons and equipment were crude, mostly consisting of Ultimate Weapons and equipment. They posed little