At that moment, in the valley, Huo Yuhao was still coordinating arrangements, reviewing the intelligence arriving one report after another from the cities where the various Demons Monarchs resided.
Huo Yuhao studied it with a grave expression. This intelligence, delivered by those demons at the risk of their lives, made the actions to be taken afterward predictable.
At the same time, Huo Yuhao also noticed something unusual about the Demon Kings' recent responses.
Establishing intelligence networks in the cities controlled by these Demons Monarchs had gone far too smoothly, with barely any crackdowns. For the moment, that counted as good news.
Yet this was not normal. Those Demons Monarchs absolutely could not be treated as fools. They certainly had not noticed; they simply had not responded.
Moreover, the number of demons roaming outside had plummeted recently. There was no way these five Demon Kings had failed to notice anything unusual, but they still chose to ignore it.
His thoughts reached this point, coupled with the intelligence that Alba was preparing the elite legions under his command, looking ready to set out on an expedition.
Four of the other Demons Monarchs were also showing similar signs. Though they were not as obvious as Alba, nor operating on such a large scale, they were all quietly making preparations in secret.
Seeing this, and recalling the relationships between these Demons Monarchs, Huo Yuhao felt the current situation resembled the prelude to a great war between them. Perhaps the spark that ignited everything would not be him, but Alba's invasion of other worlds.
At this thought, Huo Yuhao had no intention of watching from behind the ramparts. From the perspective of wiping out these demons in the Demon Plane, letting these Demons Monarchs slaughter one another was a good choice.
But for the Demon