Xu Zimo was no exception to their immense strength.
Having lived from the era of the devil's descent until now, just think of how many years had passed.
Of course, the Devil Race's lifespan had always been extraordinarily long. Coupled with their formidable strength, once they reached the level of comprehending the Dao, very few could die naturally of old age.
Even when they reached the end, with just one breath hanging on, surviving several thousand more years would not be a problem.
Having comprehended the Great Dao was equivalent to enjoying blessings equal to Heaven itself.
Living as long as heaven and earth.
If one broke through the Heavenly Dao's blockade, then in a certain sense, one could attain immortality.
Of course, these were all claims from legends.
No one knew whether they were true or false.
After all, no one had truly succeeded in striking down Heaven so far, nor had anyone genuinely broken their shackles.
"Lord... Lord!"
Several devil elders and protectors looked at Xu Zimo, filled with excitement.
The Devil Race had seen the light of day once more.
Their Devil Master had returned.
"I have kept you all waiting for a long time," Xu Zimo said solemnly.
From a certain perspective,
the Devil Race was his most loyal force.
Whether he had previously cooperated with the Thousand Calamities Apocalypse or the Lord of the Dead, their forces had been driven by profit.
But the Devil Race was the purest.
This was his one and only force.
"Not long, not long. So long as we could wait for you, that was enough for us."
The Dusk Devil Elder said.
Meanwhile, the Flying Immortal Devil Elder began to report.
First, he gave Xu Zimo a detailed account of the Devil Race's current strength.
The two great devil