"Hahaha, then I won't stand on ceremony."
Tongtian laughed at those words. Mystic light flashed beneath his feet, and he slipped straight into the Heavenly Court, appearing inside the Hall of Ascending Heaven.
"So many Xiantian Spiritual Treasures!"
The moment Tongtian appeared in the hall and saw the Demon Race's mighty Quasi-Saints armed to the teeth with Xiantian Spiritual Treasures, his eyelids twitched.
He had not noticed any of this earlier, outside the Southern Heavenly Gate.
Only after entering the hall did he discover that not only were the Demon Race's Quasi-Saints now armed to the teeth, covered from head to toe in Xiantian Spiritual Treasures-
Even the ordinary demons guarding the Hall of Ascending Heaven each possessed at least one Xiantian Spiritual Treasure.
Their grades might not have been particularly high.
They were merely the lowest-grade Low-Grade Xiantian Spiritual Treasures, but their sheer numbers were what mattered!
The Heavenly Court had far more than a million demons at the Golden Immortal and Grand Unity Golden Immortal levels.
Even if only one in ten of those demons possessed a Low-Grade Xiantian Spiritual Treasure, the power they could muster together would still be terrifying!
Tongtian had never imagined that Daochen, who had taken charge of the Demon Race only a few tens of thousands of years ago,
Would actually build the Demon Race into such a terrifying force.
Leaving everything else aside, the fearsome might unleashed by the sheer number of spiritual treasures now in the Demon Race's hands would make even the Witch Clan suffer considerably if they rashly went to war against them.
Of course, that was assuming the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not summon the Pangu True Form.
If they summoned it, that would be another matter.
Still, with Daochen, a Demon Emperor at the Third Heaven of