Within the space of the Eternal Heavenly Dao.
Wu Yuan wore an amused expression. Tsathoggua remained half asleep, while the Eternal Heavenly Dao took the form of a great, eternally unchanging sphere of light. The Supremes of the Pantheon had also fallen silent.
The one radiating aqua-blue light broke the silence, looking toward the Eternal Heavenly Dao.
"Are you still unwilling to join us? Your defeat seems all but certain now. All you need to do is say the word..."
The Red-Light Supreme beside them, who seemed to hold the dominant position, interrupted.
"Enough. Eternity will give us an answer. Perhaps there is another way."
Wu Yuan spoke as well, looking at the great sphere of light that seemed never to change.
"Are you pinning your last hopes on that Annihilation Holy Spirit?"
When the Eternal Heavenly Dao remained silent, Wu Yuan folded his arms, leaned back in his seat, and said softly,
"If he takes some people away, I won't interfere. But if he acts without permission, I might just intervene personally."
The Eternal Heavenly Dao spoke.
"When that happens, I will stop you at any cost."
Wu Yuan laughed.
"And then? Can you stop me completely? I can accept a few injuries to corrupt your world and kill that True Holy Spirit. But you won't have that luxury. Even within your own world, without that True Holy Spirit, how will your six False Sages stop my Demon Army?"
The Eternal Heavenly Dao continued,
"If they fight to the death, it isn't impossible for them to take out your three..."
Wu Yuan laughed.
"Who said I only had the Three Emperors under my command?"
With a wave of his hand, images of seven demons appeared within the dense black mist. Each had a different form, but their auras were