In the Fire Barbarian King's eyes, the Overlord World was at least somewhat reasonable. With an Eight-Star World keeping them in check, and their own reluctance to get hurt, they naturally had no desire to fight him to the death.
But those members of the Soul Emperor Clan had no reason to speak of. Once they fought, they threw all caution to the wind, utterly crazed.
There was no communicating with them, either.
The only alternative was to fill the gap with lives.
Naturally, no one wanted to resort to that unless there was absolutely no other choice.
Demon Emperor Daochen frowned. "You've thought this through, Fire Barbarian King. There's no danger here anymore, so I won't keep you any longer."
"Let's get together again when we have time."
The Demon Emperor had no great fondness for them, either. The Fire Barbarian King was shrewd and calculating, and he had spotted a weakness in Overlord City.
He had deliberately come while the Demon Emperor was out.
All to gain some leverage.
In truth, the Demon Emperor had not helped them all that much.
Because even if the Demon Emperor had not intervened.
These people would still have come out in the end. The Sky Overlord would not truly fight to the death.
He could always find some other excuse. The three worlds took their leave.
The Fortune Clan, on the other hand, followed closely behind the Demon Emperor. "We wish to stay by your side as a subordinate race, Demon Emperor."
But the Demon Emperor waved his hand. "You're a Six-Star World, after all, while my Primordial World is only five-star. Let's not do that. It wouldn't look good."
"We can cooperate when necessary, but under normal circumstances, we'd best try to keep our distance."
Judging by the Demon Emperor's