Time ticked steadily away, and more than half a day passed in the blink of an eye.
At last, Wang Baishun finished planting Servant Marks on all the members of the Demon Race.
Next, just as before, he ordered each demon tribe to select some clansmen who had exhausted their potential to accompany him on his campaign and continue conquering the other demon tribes in this Secret Realm.
After careful consideration, Wang Baishun decided to keep only a little over eight thousand demons with him.
He felt that too many would hamper their movements, while too few would leave him without enough strength at his disposal.
After weighing both sides, a little over eight thousand demons became his ideal choice, since there were more than eight thousand people ahead waiting for him to harvest their resources.
Wang Baishun ordered the remaining demons to enter the Little Realm Pearl and wait.
Fortunately, they were deep in the mountains and ancient forests, far from human habitation. Otherwise, such an enormous commotion would surely have drawn countless factions to watch and investigate.
After all, with such a vast gathering of demons, anyone who knew nothing of the situation might have mistaken it for a sign that some divine object was about to descend into the world.
Once everything was settled, Wang Baishun hurried joyfully toward the two mountainous piles of Storage Rings.
He picked one at random and examined it closely.
To his surprise, the tiny ring was packed to the brim with all sorts of resources-so many that it practically defied imagination!
Faced with such abundant resources, Wang Baishun did not hesitate. He swept every one of those Storage Rings into his storage space like a flowing river.
Only after collecting the larger pile of Storage Rings did Wang Baishun turn