An uncontrollable chill shot up his spine straight into his head.
Obvious terror appeared in his enormous single eye.
"A hundred thousand living people, just to feed that mass of Demonic Energy and break its seal..."
The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King's mind raced.
He was considering a realistic yet terrifying question.
What if, a year later, the possessed Xie Yue returned to the Douluo Continent?
Or the Otherworldly Demons of the Great Thousand World noticed this Lower Plane?
Then what would be the richest feast on the Douluo Continent?
Commoners? Low-ranking Soul Masters?
No.
The energy within those people was too thin. Even a hundred thousand of them combined amounted to no more than a mouthful of soup.
The real feast was himself!
The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King realized in despair that his immense cultivation of nine hundred and ninety thousand years, his ten-thousand-meter body that had undergone Demigod Transformation and brimmed with endless energy...
In the eyes of the Otherworldly Demons, he was practically an unparalleled tonic pill.
A prime cut of fatty meat walking down the road, even giving off a delicious aroma!
"I can't break through anymore..."
The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King roared frantically in his heart.
Before, he had dreamed of taking that final step, summoning Tribulation Lightning, and becoming a god.
But now, he completely abandoned that thought.
Breaking through to godhood would cause too much of a disturbance. What if it drew the Sky Screen's attention? What if he was selected to go to the Great Thousand World?
If he went to the Great Thousand World, with his enormous body that could only use Soul Power, he would absolutely be captured immediately to have his tendons torn out and his hide stripped, or penned up like a wild beast.
Even if