“Yes,” said Doom. “The ten magisters of the future world really are that strong. You can hardly imagine their reign of terror when they slaughtered countless experts of the Primeval Age and took all of our resources. If it weren’t for the fact that they’re so preoccupied keeping Brahma in check and can’t travel about with their true selves, I would already be dead, and the God Legion Seal would be in their hands. You see, it’s only by using Brahma’s power that they opened the passageway to the Primeval Age.”

“The god Brahma...?” Yang Qi said. He chuckled darkly. “I almost forgot about him. I guess no matter how weak he is, he's still a god. And gods aren’t the kind of entities that mortals can easily deal with.”

“That’s exactly right,” said Empress Joyflower. “The ten magisters can’t use their true selves, and that includes Proud Heaven. Killing one of his incarnations won’t do any good.”

“Killing one of his incarnations would indeed be pointless,” Doom said. “However, he’s planning to come here as his true self, while leaving an incarnated clone behind to suppress Brahma. Thanks to my God Legion...