Demon Emperor Daochen frowned. Advancing to a seven-star world was no problem at all, and the potential of his world's powerhouses would rise along with it. But one thing left him in a difficult position.
"The Primordial World is about to advance again. But although its powerhouses have gained greater potential, raising their cultivation still takes time. What a headache."
No matter when it happened or how high they advanced, they still needed time to build up their strength. Without any Supreme Powerhouses, relying on the Demon Emperor alone to hold everything up was ultimately unwise.
There was nothing the Demon Emperor could do about this. He could only hope everyone would improve as quickly as possible.
If others learned what the Demon Emperor was thinking, they would be driven mad with anger.
Everyone else was fretting over how to improve their races' potential, yet he was fretting because his races had too much potential and not enough time to cultivate.
Who knew whether he was deliberately showing off?
The Mechanical Leader beside him rolled his eyes. The movement looked terribly clumsy and comical. "Your Majesty, if others heard those words, they would think our Primordial World was far too arrogant."
The Demon Emperor burst out laughing, thoroughly amused by him, and said nothing more!
As their territory continued to expand, the Primordial World grew broader and larger.
Soon, the entire Primordial World's star rating rose by one, reaching seven stars.
By the time the Demon Emperor expanded the Primordial World to the size of three hundred worlds' territories, its potential had already increased dozens of times over.
And this was only a seven-star world. To advance to a Nine-Star World, they would have to expand their territory further and seize more world origin.
Since these worlds' origins had already