Even a Demon King cannot rely solely on pure physical strength to reach this level.
Even those Demon Gods with powers that reach the heavens cannot achieve this.
The bodies of the Demon Race are strong, but there are limits.
Even those demons skilled in physical combat essentially need the assistance of spiritual power to strengthen themselves.
"Let's join forces."
Yellow Springs Ascendant glanced at the Red Tiger Demon King, a hoarse telepathic message, gently uttering three words.
"I came to advance to Divinity Transformation; you are late-stage Nascent Soul, presumably for the same. Let's join forces to slay this person; I want his Nascent Soul and storage bag, you can have the spirit stones, Celestial Star City nine parts to you, one part to me, how about that?"
"Though I am a Demon Cultivator, I am not a madman. You've seen his situation, mentally somewhat unstable. Without joining forces, we might both die here; have your subordinates join the fray."
