"Not among those cultivators, are there three powerful Devil Beasts?" Can we collaborate with them? At least to get out of this damned Secret Realm!"
As soon as these words were spoken, it immediately sparked fierce objections from the Devil Beasts.
"What are you talking about! Are you planning to become the cultivators' slaves, their dogs?" a Great Devil roared angrily.
"Ha! Everyone knows this is a Secret Realm and there's absolutely no chance of 'Ascension'. The only way to leave is through the realm's portal, but do any of you know where it is?"
Perhaps, initially, these Devil Beasts might have thought this was a minor world, but over so many years, spanning countless generations, how could they not know the real situation?
"What if we miss this chance? When will the next one be? Three hundred years? Five hundred years? Or a thousand years?"
