Though Hell is empty, it still holds some value.
Chu Yuan knew that the news of the fall of powerful beings in Hell could not be concealed for long, and soon people would sense the decline in Hell's fortunes and understand the internal situation.
But Chu Yuan would not care.
In the present situation, our side must gather the strongest power and completely claim victory!
"It's too late for emptiness."
Chu Yuan shook his head, "If I had more time, I could cultivate beings suited to Hell's power, allowing them to become Sovereigns of Hell, but now it's too difficult to achieve."
His gaze turned to the Lord of Death.
"Divine Emperor, you saved me this time. I didn't expect a small act of mine that day would have such a significant impact now."
The Lord of Death said, "I must tell you something; when the Faceless Man came to see me before, he appeared in the guise of a Sovereign, with an identical aura and soul, and even I couldn't tell the difference."
