Their souls had already been tainted by the Power of Fate, and there was no hope of restoring them. Rather than let them spend their lives controlled by Fate, it was better to destroy them outright.
Fate did not care in the slightest. "Go to sleep. These fellows are useless anyway. Daochen, you're not angry, are you? If that's all the magnanimity you have, you hardly deserve your position as Demon Emperor."
Daochen snorted coldly. "I have my own principles for how to act as Demon Emperor. I don't need you to teach me."
"I'll take this Power of Fate as your apology."
Demon Emperor Daochen immediately returned to his true form, a terrifying Golden Crow that blotted out the sky and sun. The Golden Crow suddenly inhaled toward the heavens, swallowing every trace of the Power of Fate that had shrouded the sky.
At that moment, the Five-Colored Golden Luan Sparrow began chirping noisily. It flew out of the Demon Territory in an instant, fleeing into the distance.
He had sucked up all the Power of Fate here, including that Five-Colored Golden Luan Sparrow, leaving nothing behind. Such a method was truly domineering.
Fate shouted in humiliated fury, "The power I worked so hard to gather!"
The corners of Daochen's mouth curled upward. He had finally salvaged a little dignity. "If you dare attack the Demon Race again, consider this merely a warning. If you push me too far, don't blame me for being ruthless. At worst, we'll perish together."
He said this only to seize the opportunity to warn Fate not to challenge his limits again.
Otherwise, he would rather destroy the Primordial World and the entire world itself.
The Five-Colored Golden Luan Sparrow cried out and vanished into the distance.
Fate also knew better than to keep