Daochen felt some regret. He had noticed back then that Shen Ni had not actually been fully refined.
If he laid a hand on him now, this Divine Body would be ruined, so Daochen had left him alone. After all, refining him to this stage had not been easy.
If he continued the refinement himself, he might well create a doppelganger of the Emperor of Fierce Beasts.
Then he would gain another fighting force.
But now, it seemed...
He had taken too much for granted. Daochen had underestimated Fate's strength. Fate could not act himself, but he could certainly ask someone else to act.
Still, this had served as a warning.
He must never show mercy when he encountered something like this again.
Any benefit he could not secure should simply be destroyed.
Immortal Snake approached from behind. "Your Majesty."
He wanted to say something, but Daochen interrupted him.
"No need to say more. Let's go see the children of the Demon Race."
Immortal Snake glanced into the distance. Shen Ni's body, which had once been there, had vanished.
Though he had not seen what had happened, he knew it could not have been anything good.
They continued deeper into the Demon Territory.
Along the way, they saw many members of the Demon Race, all prostrate on the ground. Faced with the Demon Emperor's aura, they did not dare raise their heads.
Daochen paid little heed, merely observing them casually.
Fortunately, very few of them were puppets of that sort.
The auras of most of the demons had returned completely to normal, with no trace of the power of fate.
Every so often, Immortal Snake would point someone out and explain the abnormalities they had displayed back then.
Daochen examined these people and found that they indeed bore traces of