80,000 Years Old, Buzhou Divine Mountain

"How much is the Heavenly Race willing to do to deal with the demons?" Huang Zuntian asked.

He had always looked down on demons. He felt that they were too weak and did not have a leader.

The disciple replied, "The Heavenly Race is willing to send five hundred Immortal Emperors after we battle the demons."

Five hundred Immortal Emperors…

Huang Zuntian frowned. He was a little disappointed. Five hundred Immortal Emperors might cause trouble for the Deity Realm, but facing Zenith Heaven, they were no different from mortals.

However, this was also good. The less the Heavenly Race contributed, the more confident he would be when splitting the benefits.

"Yes, you can leave first."

"Yes!"

After the disciple left, Huang Zuntian continued to look at the distant lecture.