Daochen and Heavenly Dao Hongjun charged straight into the Resentment Aggregates.
While they slaughtered their foes, five powerful figures emerged from behind the encircling Resentment Aggregates.
One of them was the Lord of Desire. There was no trace of his former confusion now; he was no different from any normal living being.
Four others stood on equal footing with him.
One had a leopard's head, a human body, and wings. Wielding two long sabers, he radiated an aura of slaughter.
One resembled a ball of flesh, with no aura whatsoever. At a glance, he looked like nothing more than a lump of meat sitting there.
Another had an enormous belly, as though ten months pregnant, and held the leg of some unknown creature, which he ate with relish.
The last had a solemn, sacred countenance and radiated holy light, looking entirely out of place among the others.
The five stood there, watching the two combatants with grave expressions.
"I've heard of this Heavenly Dao. He must be the manifestation of the corrupted Heavenly Dao, so there's no question that he's powerful. But who is the other one? He looks even stronger than the Heavenly Dao, yet I've never heard of him."
"For old fossils like us, simply waking up was enough to make us thank heaven and earth. Where would we find the energy to keep an eye on the Primordial World's experts? He probably rose to power at some point without us knowing."
"If the commotion in their Primordial World hadn't drawn us in, do you think we could have awakened? Come to think of it, we have them to thank."
They sighed over this for a while.
Then the Lord of Desire spoke. "As far as I know, that's the Demon Emperor of the Demon Race. The Demon