Now, looking at the Devil Ancestor, everyone felt as though they were looking at Fate itself.
His words seemed to be the very words Fate wished to say to them.
Seeing their silence, the Devil Ancestor grew even more smug.
"My words are truth. They will absolutely come to pass."
"In the future, I will establish the Demon Realm. You can all follow my example and create worlds of your own."
"Destruction God-Demon, you could establish a world of destruction. Daoist Shichen, you could establish a Space-Time World, and so on. It is a very simple matter."
They were tempted, but none of them had yet decided what choice to make.
Seeing that they were still hesitating, a vicious gleam entered the Devil Ancestor's eyes, and he appealed to Fate within his heart.
"God of Fate, accelerate the curse upon them. Let them taste despair."
Even as he spoke, Daoist Shichen and the others cried out simultaneously.
At a glance, almost everyone's arms had vanished at the same time.
Their bodies, too, were disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Ah! What's going on?"
"My hands! Why have my hands disappeared?"
"Is this an illusion? Break!"
"Impossible! How could my hands vanish for no reason? What on earth is happening?"
"Heavens, I understand now! This is the Fate Curse! It must be that damned Fate Curse! Lord Devil Ancestor, please stop! We are willing to follow you in invading the Demon Realm."
"Spare us, Devil Ancestor! We're all old friends. Why take things this far?"
"We can talk this over. We needed some time to consider it, that's all. Please show mercy, Devil Ancestor."
Devil Ancestor Luo Hou sneered and watched them in silence.
"Hmph. If you knew it would come to this, why not simply agree from