Human Sovereign Fuxi frowned as he studied the defensive line.
In truth, he had arrived near the Primordial World long ago.
He had simply found it all very strange. Although these dead Great Accomplishment Gods harbored tremendous hostility toward life, there was no reason they should be utterly without fear.
They could revive after every death.
But the agony of dying was still terribly painful.
Under normal circumstances, they could not possibly be this reckless. If every Great Accomplishment God fought with such disregard for their lives, these worlds could never have held out until now.
There had to be something wrong here.
A trace of blood-red light shone in every Great Accomplishment God's eyes.
That was unmistakably a sign of being controlled.
The Demon Emperor had been observing all along.
Yet no supremely powerful being had appeared nearby.
The Demon Emperor kept turning over the various pieces of information he had obtained.
Among the races that had perished in this region, the Angel Race had specifically recorded one capable of controlling Great Accomplishment Gods.
"The Witchcraft Insect Gods."
Only this race could exert influence on such a massive scale.
But the Demon Emperor was not certain either. He could only determine what these things were after seeing them with his own eyes.
He had lain in wait here for a month without detecting the slightest thread of a clue.
He was certain that no one had discovered him.
Although the Primordial World was already in grave danger, he still watched from here like a cunning fox, waiting for his prey to take the bait.
Just then, the Demon Emperor suddenly noticed that the eyes of a Great Accomplishment God with a fanatical expression had actually cleared. That god slipped through the other Great Accomplishment Gods and made his way