At that moment, in a magnificent temple on the Prison Race's Ancestor Mountain, the Prison Race Demon Ancestor sat on the highest throne. He was also the Prison Race's only Strongest One in the Universe. Below him sat the Prison Race's Universe Masters. Their appearances varied: some resembled flames, some were made entirely of rock, and others were humanoid beings. Without exception, however, they all exuded a heavy murderous aura. They were waiting for reports from the front.
The Prison Race's strength in the Primal Universe could only be considered average, somewhat weaker than the Four Peak Races, including the Human Race. They had merely been the first force to discover that the Human Race's Giant Axe Founder had fallen. Out of caution, the Prison Race Demon Ancestor had spread the news of Giant Axe's fall to the Demon Race, the Zerg, and the Machine Race, hoping to have those three races test the Human Race's current strength. After all, he did not know whether the humans had any trump cards. He wanted to be the oriole waiting behind the mantis as it stalked the cicada.
While the Prison Race's powerhouses waited, two of the Prison Race Universe Masters present suddenly opened their eyes. They had received information about the battle between the Human Race and the Demon Race from their intelligence outposts in the humans' Virtual Universe, and immediately reported it to the Prison Race Demon Ancestor on his throne. The first to speak was the Prison Race's Zi Mo Lord. He respectfully addressed the Prison Race Demon Ancestor. "Lord Demon Ancestor, we have received news about the Human Race. Not long ago, the Demon Race, the Zerg, and the Machine Race...
"These three races received word that the Human Race's Giant Axe Founder had fallen, so each race