Demon Emperor Daochen watched them leave, then departed himself with his two underlings.
The Demon Emperor had nowhere to stay, so he followed them to the Pale Blue Star Race's base.
Only when he reached the place that supposedly served as their base did he understand why the Pale Blue Star Race was so miserable.
The fellows from this world were truly spineless.
They were actually hiding in a filthy mud pit.
The Demon Emperor seriously wondered how they had squeezed themselves inside.
Still, at least they had a World Bridge.
This was the Demon Emperor's first visit to someone else's world. Although it was now his Slave World, the experience still felt very different.
Demon Emperor Daochen looked around, finding everything rather novel.
"Your world looks so small. Why is it only this big?"
The Pale Blue Star Race's entire world was less than a tenth the size of the Primordial World.
Its population was also tiny. The Demon Emperor took a look and estimated that there were only a few tens of millions of them.
Still, for those tens of millions to produce nearly a million Pale Blue Star Race warriors, all in the Heavenly Dao Realm, the race's innate talent was quite impressive.
Xinghui, the strongest member of the Pale Blue Star Race, said, "Our world's potential has always been limited, and its resources are scarce as well. Producing this many powerful warriors has already taken everything we have."
That was probably why they always picked the softest persimmons to squeeze.
Demon Emperor Daochen frowned. "Why don't you expand?"
Although a world could not normally expand, it would slowly grow as long as it devoured world origin. This was far slower than the growth brought about by the Primordial World's devouring laws, but accumulated over time, it