If the Demon Heavenly Court were founded anew.
There would be no need for the Twelve Demon Saints.
Their achievements would overshadow their lord.
Besides, most of the Twelve Demon Saints were hardly honest, dutiful sorts.
Bai Ze was all right.
Yingzhao was loyal, too.
But even that could not change the fact that the Twelve Demon Saints were a mix of fish and dragons.
Leaving everything else aside.
Demon Master Kunpeng's ambition to usurp the throne had never died.
After all, he was the only Kunpeng between heaven and earth.
Of course he refused to spend his life beneath Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi's backsides.
It was inevitable that he would want to climb higher.
After all, once he rose to the top.
That meant more cultivation resources, greater prestige, and better standing.
In Di Jun's view.
In this struggle within the Demon Heavenly Court.
If there were an ultimate victor.
It would most likely be Demon Master Kunpeng.
After all, Demon Master Kunpeng's strength was unquestionably among the very best of the Twelve Demon Saints.
Yingzhao certainly would not take part in this affair.
Bai Ze had already left.
Jiu Ying had returned to the Phoenix Clan.
Among the remaining members of the Twelve Demon Saints.
Not one was a match for Demon Master Kunpeng.
However.
None of that had anything to do with Di Jun anymore.
If Demon Master Kunpeng wanted to be the Demon Emperor, he could have the title.
Without strength.
He was nothing.
Soon.
Demon Master Kunpeng would understand the importance of strength.
Although Demon Master Kunpeng had already broken through to the primordial origin realm.
In the Primordial World as it was now.
What did the primordial origin realm amount to?
With Demon Master Kunpeng's strength.
He could not possibly defend the