In truth, he was not the only one who thought that way. Everyone present shared the same thought.
After all, the Angel Empire had never lacked supreme powerhouses, and however strong the Insect Queen became, she could never grow strong enough to stand against such beings.
The Demon Emperor merely smiled faintly.
"If an ant grew a little stronger, would you think it threatened you? Would you kill that ant because of it?"
"In the eyes of powerhouses like those, as long as their opponent remains an ant, there is no need for them to act."
"Powerhouses at their level no longer need a reason. Only when they feel you have grown enough to warrant their intervention will they act."
Everyone froze for a moment, then nodded solemnly. "In that case, this Insect Queen really is clever. She displays just the right amount of strength, enough to secure vast territories for the Insect Race without attracting those powerhouses' attention."
Demon Emperor Daochen nodded. "This is a good opportunity. There is still plenty of Ghoul territory left. Whatever the Insect Race cannot swallow, we will."
"Expand northward. Take the Ghouls' territory for me, and establish contact with the Light God Clan at the same time."
Everyone grew somewhat excited. How many years had it been since they had felt the joy of expansion?
The Primordial World had constantly endured invasions, forced to shrink its own territory.
Now, at last, they could hold their heads high and breathe freely.
The Demon Emperor's strength was no longer what it once had been. He had already forged a deep connection with the world soul, and the world power he could now wield far exceeded that of an ordinary Grand Ancestor God.
They were also relatively fortunate.
The Insect Queen had always targeted the Angel