The God-Demon Corps was holding a high-level meeting.
"Grand Elder, should we still send people to capture Ian Song?"
During the meeting, a God-King looked at the elderly God-King seated at the head and asked.
This elderly God-King was named Vance Wu, the youngest disciple of the Light Holy Emperor. He managed the God-Demon Corps on behalf of the Light Holy Emperor. Now, his cultivation had reached the late peak of the upper-tier God-King realm, just a step away from becoming a God Emperor.
The losses this time were simply enormous—twenty-five God-Kings, gone just like that.
The God-Demon Corps hadn't suffered such a heavy loss in who knows how many years.
While all the upper echelon were furious, even more so they were horrified.
He was just an Upper Heavenly God, yet managed to kill sixteen God-Kings outright and knock nine more down to the Upper Heavenly God level—truly shocking.
Under the gaze of the assembled upper echelon, Vance Wu spoke slowly, his voice old and raspy.
"My master is currently traveling through the chaos, leaving the God-Demon Corps in my hands. I cannot betray his trust. Any being that dares challenge the Corps' prestige cannot be allowed to exist—especially when the culprit is just an Upper Heavenly God. If we can't even take down a single Upper Heavenly God, what prestige does the God-Demon Corps have? Where is our authority?"
Vance Wu looked so old he seemed ready for a coffin, but his temperament was explosively hot.
"But Elder, dealing with that little thief won't be easy!" one elder said worriedly. "Our God-Demon Corps may be vast and powerful, but we can't afford to keep losing people like this."
Vance Wu nodded. "I'm aware of that. That's why I intend to have the Eightfold War-King Legion take action!"
At the mention of the 'Eightfold War-King Legion,' all the upper echelon present stiffened, their expressions turning extremely grave.
The Eightfold War-King Legion was one of the God-Demon Corps' ultimate trump cards. If all eight joined forces, even a God Emperor could retreat intact. So, below the God Emperor level, no one could withstand them.
Moreover, everyone in the Eightfold War-King Legion possessed upper-tier God-King strength, and their cultivation methods were highly unique. Training this technique let their realms rise extremely fast, but its greatest flaw was that it consumed their lifespan—the longest-lived among them wouldn't make it past two million years.
At the same time, their armor was God Emperor–grade, and their weapons were also God Emperor–grade.
For this reason, the God-Demon Corps had always treated the Eightfold War-King Legion as a doomsday weapon.
In the void.
Ian Song and Star King continued flying toward the Misty Forbidden Land.