What the Demon Emperor did not actually know was that, although the entire Demon Race had no Saint Realm experts,
it had peak Quasi-Saint experts in droves.
After all, back then, they had mobilized almost their entire force to help the Human Race drive out the Devil Race.
The Demon Race had been the largest race in the Primordial World in those days, with no shortage of powerful individuals.
No other faction could compare.
On top of that, the invasion from the Demon Realm had earned them a tremendous amount of merit.
This had also caused Quasi-Saint experts to emerge among the Demon Race one after another.
It could be said that the Demon Realm now had more Quasi-Saints, those pillars of its middle ranks, than any other faction. This also meant the other worlds did not particularly covet the Demon Realm. After all, no one wanted to make enemies of so many Quasi-Saint experts.
With help from the Human Race, which sent supplies from time to time to bolster its strength, the entire Demon Realm had steadily grown stronger.
Although it lacked upper-tier forces, it had the Demon Emperor at the very top, Quasi-Saints as plentiful as dogs in its middle ranks, and an enormous pool of ordinary experts.
Even though the Demon Race had become increasingly low-key, no one dared underestimate its strength.
The Demon Emperor's sudden appearance sparked a flurry of discussion.
"His Majesty the Demon Emperor hasn't appeared in ages. I wonder what happened this time!"
"Something major must have happened. The last time the Demon Emperor called us together himself was to confront the disaster facing the Primordial World-the invasion from the Demon Realm."
"Could another world be about to invade the Primordial World this time?"
"Surely not. Could we really be that unlucky? It