The Demon Emperor kept stationing powerful cultivators at each rift. With a hundred thousand defenders at every location, holding off the Dark Beasts' attacks posed no problem at all.
Those hundred thousand cultivators were not to be underestimated. Many Buddhist Sect experts stood among them, capable of continually weakening the Dark Beasts and thus inflicting effective damage.
Of course, besides guarding against the Dark Beasts, they also had to guard against other worlds.
In truth, the Demon Emperor rather missed the Spacetime Administration.
When it had been around, at least there had been a unified organization.
Though conflicts arose when everyone gathered, they all tried to exercise restraint.
Things were different now. They were all great worlds of equal standing, and none feared another. Naturally, everyone adopted a domineering stance.
No world wanted to lose out.
In fact, many Spacetime Overlords had visited them over the past thousand years. Most wanted to come in and claim a slice of the pie. After all, this place was easy to defend and hard to attack, and now that they had dealt with the Dark Beasts, this dangerous region had become a coveted prize.
Even seizing nothing but its resources would be worthwhile. Those resources could nurture more powerful cultivators, after all.
Once everything was in place, the Demon Emperor assembled an army of a hundred thousand. Its ranks included Qingchan and Qingxuan, exceptionally gifted cultivators who had already reached the Great Spirit God level.
They were rising talents from various worlds. Even without the halo of an Overlord, they could still surpass several Overlords in strength.
They were the cream of the new generation.
"As some of the strongest cultivators in the Primordial World, you gain nothing by cultivating there alone. At your level, you need to comprehend the laws of spacetime,