Demon Emperor Daochen's expression grew grave. "In that case, things look even more troublesome."
"The one coming must be from the legendary Dark God Clan."
"The Juvenile Form from before wasn't too strong. I could still deal with it, but this is a Mature Form. Who knows how strong this thing really is?"
Suddenly, the Demon Emperor sensed an air of provocation.
A voice reached his ears. "Do you know a great deal about our Dark God Clan?"
"Foolish Low-Dimensional Lifeform. With such an inferior life medium, you dream of opposing the Dark God Clan? What a fool's fantasy."
"I, the great Ovira, shall destroy you today and proclaim the arrival of the Dark God Clan."
An arrogant figure slowly approached through the air.
His pitch-black eyes drew everyone's gaze, unfathomable and terrifying, utterly dark and supremely powerful.
Demon Emperor Daochen frowned. Whenever they spoke among themselves, they set up formations to seal the surrounding space. Under normal circumstances, no one could overhear their conversations.
Yet he had never expected this means of communication to offer no protection whatsoever before this stranger. Just what sort of monsters were these fellows?
"The Dark God Clan? You really are arrogant beyond measure. You call us Low-Dimensional Lifeforms, so does that make you some sort of High-Dimensional Lifeform? Since you claim to be one, just how much stronger are you than us?"
The Demon Emperor held these arrogant fellows in utter contempt. They made themselves look so noble on the surface, but in truth, they were merely a pitiful bunch who could only bully the weak.
Demon Emperor Daochen flew into the sky and looked in that direction.
Ovira of the Dark God Clan drew closer and closer to him.
When the two finally stood face-to-face, fierce sparks seemed to flare between them.