Demon Emperor Daochen looked at Human Sovereign Fuxi, then at the others.
"Human Sovereign Fuxi, Lady Pingxin, the Dao Masters of the Three Pure Ones, the two Saints of the Buddhist Sect, Nüwa, Devil Ancestor Chi You-you preside over the Six Realms and hold them in your hands. Is this the answer you have given me? What use is there in keeping this pack of trash? Do you want the Primordial World to have no one to carry on after us?"
"A mere Three-Star World can muster a million in the Heavenly Dao Realm alone, yet our Primordial World cannot match their numbers. We can say that everyone's advancement has been slow because of the slave shackles."
"But we cannot even match their Saint Realm Experts. Our great Primordial World has hundreds of billions, trillions of living beings, yet we cannot even find one in a million. Is our talent truly so poor? Or have we already lost the will to strive?"
"After today, we will carry out a complete overhaul and launch internal wars, whether among the Human Race, the Devil Race, the Immortal Race, or the Ghost Clan."
"Everyone must take to the battlefield."
"I will increase the supply of Three-Star Worlds. One battle every week. The victors live; the losers die."
"The Six Realms will each fight a Three-Star World. Selection will begin at the very bottom and proceed level by level. If you are weaker than your opponents, you have no one else to blame for your death."
"In the Primordial World, the strong have always preyed on the weak. We have never been inferior to other worlds. This period of peace has made you forget what drove you in the first place. Now it is time to accept your punishment."
The leaders of the Six