Under the guidance of that consciousness of an existence beyond all classification, Set devoured the gray energy, and his power advanced to the hyper-omniverse level. The entire process was silent, without alerting the universe.
Chthon's expression was grim. "Everyone, let us form an alliance. We must keep the Lord of the Ming Realm in check, or none of us will have any way to survive. He has already attacked me this time. Next time, he will certainly strike one of you."
"But the few of us are nowhere near a match for the Lord of the Ming Realm."
Eye-Beast looked at Chthon. He was the only demon god present who had never fought the Lord of the Ming Realm, but he knew he was absolutely no match for him, even within his own dimension.
"Should we notify Cyttorak?" Set asked.
"No."
Mephisto shook his head decisively.
Cyttorak, Lord of the Crimson Cosmos, was like the Trinity Gods, the Vishanti: he had never participated in any war and was one of the few Dimension Demons in the universe who remained neutral.
Even the Celestials had not dared approach Cyttorak to force him to sign a peace treaty, fearing that he would destroy them.
"What about the five Ancient Gods of the Dark Universe?"
Chthon looked at Mephisto.
"Heh, those rats in the shadows are too cowardly. They don't have the nerve to leave the Dark Universe at all," Mephisto sneered.
"Those idiots have lived all these years for nothing!"
Chthon felt some of the frustration of seeing iron fail to become steel.
"Contact them. If they don't join the alliance, the Lord of the Ming Realm will set his sights on them sooner or later too," Eye-Beast said.
Mephisto nodded. They did indeed need to contact them. The few of them