"Chief, is what you said true? If I can get rid of Jin Chanzi, can I really become a chief of the Devil Race?"
This Devil Race general was named Gan Daluo.
He was a renowned general of the Devil Race who had slipped into the Primordial World from the Beyond Lands.
"Of course. As long as you can do it, I will never go back on my word."
Mo Yu smiled.
It was only a chief's position. He did not really care.
After all, he was not the only chief in the Primordial World.
Even if another appeared now, it would hardly affect him.
Besides, in his view, the Devil Race ought to roam throughout the Primordial World, constantly corrupting other races to maintain their numbers.
Only then could they conquer the Primordial World.
Only when there were more and more chiefs would each devote himself wholeheartedly to expanding his forces.
After all, who would ever complain about having too large a force?
"Good, I'll take on this task. But I heard the Feather Race still has a group of elites who haven't been corrupted into the Devil Race. I need to borrow some powerful fighters."
To deal with this holy monk, he could not act personally. The best approach was to have the Devil Ancestor hold them back while using powerful fighters from other races to eliminate him.
That was because Jin Chanzi was particularly effective against the Devil Race.
Against other races, however, he had little special advantage.
But using other races would probably put him on his guard.
That was why Gan Daluo wanted to borrow a group from the Feather Race.
Mo Yu frowned. "Very well."
In truth, he was reluctant.
After all, he still had important uses for these remaining members of the Feather