As he gazed at the monster before him, a grave look appeared on Lin Xuan's face.
Though Demon Monsters had once suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of ancient cultivators, that did not mean they were weak. On the contrary, Demon Monsters were actually extremely difficult to deal with.
If one spoke of how bizarre their divine abilities were, even vengeful ghosts and fierce specters were slightly inferior compared to them. The reason humanity had been able to win back then was, first, because they had smoothly formed an alliance with demonic beasts, and second, because they held an enormous advantage in numbers. For example, when they encountered a somewhat more powerful Demon Monster, it was often several Nascent Soul Realm old monsters surrounding and attacking it together.
Even so, in that great war of the ancient era, the human cultivators had still only won a tragic victory, suffering grievous damage to their own vital energy as well.
Aside from cultivating, Lin Xuan enjoyed reading widely, and as for this portion of the history of the cultivation world, he understood it with perfect clarity.
How could he dare show the slightest carelessness toward a creature from the ancient era like this?
Though he did not know exactly what sort of divine abilities this Demon Monster possessed, judging from the demonic energy emanating from its body, it was no trivial matter.
Lin Xuan felt a burst of gloom in his heart. If not for that fellow Li Yaotian harboring wicked intentions, how would he have ended up trapped in danger like this now?
Lin Xuan was displeased, but Li Yaotian and Wang Hu were even more panicked. After all, the two of them knew very well the origins of the monster before them and dreaded it to the extreme.
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