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Near the southern point of the New Desolate Continent, there was an extremely large range of lofty mountains and lofty mountains that emitted an ancient and ancient sense of history. This place was incompatible with the fresh aura of the New Desolate Continent and was a demon realm that had completed its fusion with the New Desolate Continent.

In the Demon World, there were dangerous mountains and evil water. There were vast plains, cities, towns, primordial forests, countless uncultivated demon beasts, and countless demons with wisdom.

In the center of the Demon Realm Continent, there was a huge volcano that was as tall as the sky. The fiery light soared all year long and dense smoke billowed, and from ancient times until now, it had never been extinguished.

There were eight huge cities surrounded by the Sacred Mountain, each guarded by the eight most powerful demons of the Demon World, known as the Eight Emperors of the Demon Race. This generation of the eight emperors were the Wyrm King, the Roc Emperor, the Ape Emperor, the Moon Emperor of the Silvermoon Wolf Clan, the Elephant Emperor, the Fox Spirit Emperor, as well as the Mandala that was formed from the Resurrection Lily, the Seven Leaf Emperor.

The Demon Emperor was not the name of the realm, he was only the title of the patriarch of one of the eight major powers. Normally, the cultivation of the Demon Emperor was the same as the patriarchs of the top powers.

After returning to the new Great Desolate Continent, due to the change in situation, the various Patriarchs all released their power to suppress their cultivation. They all became great powers during these years, and some even became Worldly Immortals. The Demon Race was the same. The current Eight Emperors of the Demon World were all at the peak of the Maharet Realm.

The Demon World didn't have as many forces as the Kunlun Immortal Realm, only the eight great emperors, and the eight great emperors were generally more united. They would discuss about advancing and retreating together, and they would rarely fight with each other.

In the early days of the Star Alliance and Heavenly Alliance, the Demon World declared its neutrality. It would stay far away from the scene and watch the flames burn, waiting for the opportunity to take advantage of the situation. After that, no one knew what the Heavenly Alliance and the eight Demon Emperors were secretly talking about, but the Demon World suddenly declared its agreement with the Heavenly Alliance and made the Star Alliance an unwelcome target.

Because of this, the Star Alliance was still wary of the Demon World for a long time. But after dozens of years, the Demon World didn't take any substantial action.

There was a holy city to the south of the holy mountain. This was the place where the demons sacrificed their sacrifices to the holy mountain. It was the closest city to the holy mountain, and also where the eight Demon Emperors discussed the matter.

Holy City, Demon Imperial Palace.

The eight Demon Emperors sat in two rows on both sides of the hall with a host seat in the middle. Only the Demon Gods were qualified to sit on that seat. It had been hundreds of thousands of years since a Demon God had appeared in the demon clan, so that seat had always been empty.

The Spirit King, who was slowly repairing his nails, used his signature feminine voice and said, "The Heavenly Alliance has sent someone to urge us. They say that we have taken the benefits but have not been able to do anything. Everyone, tell us what to do."

The Moon Emperor looked at the Spirit Emperor, who was even more beautiful than a woman, and his eyes flashed with a look of disgust. He then looked at the other Demon Emperors and said, "Our Demon Lords have been awake for dozens of years.

If an outsider was here, they would definitely be scared stiff by the Moon Emperor's words.

In other words, when the various powers' Worldly Immortals returned, the demon clan's True Immortals had already awoken. Even though the Worldly Immortals were known to have the battle prowess of a True Immortal, they were only at the elementary level.

The Demon Marquis did not need to change into a Worldly Immortal to survive. He only needed to enter the deepest level of sleep, and his metabolism would return to zero, greatly prolonging his life in this world.

The fat head and large ears of the Herculean Emperor threw a fruit into his mouth. The juice he was chewing splashed everywhere and he spoke with a slurred voice, "It's the Demon God who told us not to participate. I'll listen to the Demon God."

The words of the Monarch were even more frightening. The Monster Gods were legendary existences, and every time one of them appeared, it would lead the Monster race through a piece of glorious history.

All the demon gods, existences that surpassed the king level, were considered the pinnacle existences in the entire universe.

The Peng Emperor looked at him with disdain and said: "Those who don't know would think that you are a pig. I can't imagine how an elephant can eat so much."

The emperor gulped down another large bottle of wine and said indifferently, "If it wasn't for the fact that I can eat so much, how would I have become a emperor of strength?"

The Moon Emperor said angrily, "The Demon God hasn't descended. According to our demon clan's tradition, the final decision is still made by the eight of us. If not for you standing on their side, we would have destroyed the Star Alliance long ago."

It turned out that after the Demon God unified the Demon World, he helped the eight great Demon Emperors manage the Demon Realm, managed their own territories, voted against outsiders, and made decisions based on the principle of the majority. When the votes were the same, he would look for the Demon God to make a decision.

The Demon Emperors could reject the Demon God's decision once. If they thought that they could come up with more arguments to convince the Demon God, they could submit their decision to the Demon God when the votes were the same.

The Seven Leaves Emperor took over from the Moon Emperor's words, "The Demon God said that he is at a critical moment in his journey. Don't disturb him."

The Emperor of strength also said, "What's so good about fighting and killing each other when there's nothing to do? The Demon World is so big, and the Great Wastelands is so big, it's not like we're lacking food."

The Moon King snorted, not wanting to talk to this glutton anymore.

He then turned to the Spirit Emperor and said, "They say you're the smartest person among the Demon Race, but you can't even see the situation clearly. This is the best time for our Demon Race to grow strong, and yet you're just sitting idly by and doing nothing!"

The Spirit Emperor continued to fix his nails as he replied, "After returning to the prehistoric era, have you not occupied enough land? Didn't I always support you guys to expand your demon realm? But what does the growth of our demon clan have to do with helping others to fight to the death? "

The Moon King retorted, "But we've already taken the benefits of others. How can we go back on our words?"

The Spirit Emperor put down the fingernail knife, looked up at the Moon Emperor, and asked, "Aren't you just concerned about the one billion people? But have you thought about how to deal with your relationship with the human race in the future? "

"The deposit that the Heavenly Alliance gave us was eight hundred million humans. How are the hundred million people that were allocated to you?" How many were left? We need these humans to build and develop the Demon Realm, we need their wisdom and ability to prosper in the Demon Realm, not to be used as food. "

"Although these humans are just mortals, many of them are craftsmen, artistes and scholars. Their knowledge is lacking in our demon realm, their wisdom is worth learning!"

The Moon Emperor replied disdainfully, "Eating these slaves will make our demon beasts more intelligent, making them easier to evolve into demon clan. That is the only way to strengthen our demon clan in essence!"

So, the advantage that the Heavenly Alliance gave to the Demon Race was to give the Mortal Realm cultivators to them as slaves. The deposit was eight hundred million humans, and if the Demon Race helped to destroy the Star Alliance, they would give the Demon Race another eight billion human slaves.

The cultivation world was vast, and there were trillions of mortals. In the eyes of the Heavenly Alliance, billions of mortals in exchange for an ally like the demon race was a good price to pay for.

The Moon Emperor continued, "Why do I think we should eliminate the Star Alliance? Do you see what nonsense they said when they were established? Every single person, including the mortals, must be equal, so on what basis should ants be equal to us? "

At this moment, the King of Flood Dragon and the Roc King also agreed, "The Star Alliance's idea is simply laughable. They actually request the almighty to pay with their lives for their ants. If we want to let them gain power, wouldn't we all have to die?"

The Spirit Emperor said, "Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. Everyone has been arguing for decades. Vote for it. I object to participating in the civil war between the human race and the human race. Who objects? "

As usual, the results were that the Demon Emperors separated.

At the foot of the Sacred Mountain, the Spirit Emperor and Mandala were gazing at the distant Sacred Mountain. The Spirit Emperor asked Mandala, "Do you feel that it is a bit clearer this time? So what's wrong with the Demon God? "

"He became more powerful and made me feel suffocated," Mandala said. There's still that feeling of being not so close to the Monster race, but I didn't discover anything else. "

Far away in the headquarters of the Great Falls Star Alliance, Nie Changfeng didn't know that the legendary Demon God helped them avert a calamity. He was busy studying the latest cultivation phenomena.