Repelling (1)

In the distant core territory of the devil race, the majestic palace was as huge as an ancient star. There were flames, ice flowers, and other fluorescent condensations of different colors around it. They were as dazzling as the aurora.

Several colossal devil upper echelons gathered at the core of the palace. The figure sitting on the majestic throne looked small, but the aura it emitted was stronger than a star.

"The ranking of the human race has soared again. Although it's still at the bottom of the myriad races, at this speed, it will probably enter the top thousand in a few thousand years. Once it reaches the top thousand, its race will have the spread of the Myriad Spirit Ranking. At that time, the day of the human race's resurgence will not be far away!"

The voice of the figure on the throne was flat and emotionless, but the behemoths below did not dare to breathe loudly. They could feel the anger in his heart.