As his words fell, silence immediately descended over the gathering.
No one had expected him to say such a thing at this moment.
Wasn't he forcing the Devil Ancestor to honor his promise?
The Devil Ancestor looked at everyone present.
Suddenly, he smiled. "Of course. Everyone will have a chance."
"Who becomes a Sage will be decided by strength. The strong can become Sages, while the weak will be eliminated outright."
In truth, the Devil Ancestor was furious right now.
He even considered going back on his word and denying them the chance to become Sages.
He had the final say in the Demon Realm now. No one could interfere with anything he did here.
Just then, he suddenly turned his gaze upon himself.
"Get out..."
Fate was instantly ejected.
He was hurled straight out of the Demon Realm.
In the Primordial World, Fate looked around in irritation.
"Damn you, Devil Ancestor Luo Hou! You kicked me out the moment you became a Sage. Do you really intend to hide in the Demon Realm for the rest of your life?"
But no one could hear his complaints.
The Devil Ancestor stretched, feeling wonderfully at ease.
He relished the feeling of controlling his own body.
Being controlled by someone else was agonizing, enough to drive a person to collapse.
He had been unable to stop anything Fate did.
To the Devil Ancestor, that was simply unforgivable.
Yet he had endured it all in silence.
Gaining power inevitably came at a price.
He had harbored this intention from the moment he began establishing the Demon Realm.
As long as he gained control of the Demon Realm,
he would absolutely purge Fate from it.
His world needed no one else to control its fate.
He would be the master of his own world.