The process of selecting a Demon Emperor did not go smoothly.
The Twelve Demon Saints had never been a monolithic bloc.
True, their ranks included a Demon Saint like Bai Ze, who sought no contention with the world.
But the other Demon Saints were not necessarily so inclined.
Demon Master Kunpeng, for instance.
Demon Master Kunpeng had always been dissatisfied with his standing.
He felt that, given his talent and strength,
there would be no problem whatsoever with him becoming a Demon Emperor.
But the other members of the Twelve Demon Saints largely thought the same way.
Guiche and the others, for instance.
They were all exotic species of the Primordial World.
They were born with formidable strength.
Their talents were not lacking, either.
The recent elevation of the Primordial World,
coupled with the lectures at the Beast Emperor Palace,
had allowed virtually all these extraordinarily gifted exotic species to break through.
They were a whole group of Primordial Origin Realm cultivators.
Naturally, none would bow to another.
After all, they were all in the Primordial Origin Realm.
None was necessarily stronger than the rest.
So why should they obey someone else?
Things had been better when Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi were still around.
After all, Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi possessed nobler bloodlines.
They were born with Golden Crow blood.
In the Primordial World,
among the countless members of the Demon Race,
the Golden Crow bloodline was unquestionably the noblest.
That was not a ranking they had devised.
The suppression exerted by the bloodline itself had already proven it.
Even an exotic species of the Primordial World like Kunpeng,
when facing Kunpeng,
would feel that bloodline suppression.
That was the advantage of a superior bloodline.
It was also why
they had been willing to acknowledge Di