The roar was like thunder, shaking heaven and earth.
Rolling sound waves wrapped in dazzling demon radiance surged like a black evil dragon, shooting straight into the sky.
They blasted the sea of clouds to pieces and shattered the firmament!
Niu Qi's eyes brimmed with tears. The grief in his heart was impossible to suppress, nearly taking tangible form.
The Fire Demon Clan differed from other demon races; all its members possessed the power of fire within their bodies.
This same-rooted, same-attribute demon power naturally drew members of the Fire Demon Clan closer together.
And the connection between Niu Qi and Zhu Wei went far beyond that.
Several thousand years ago, he and his eldest brother, the Divine Fire Golden Armor King, had both been orphans. Because of a demon calamity, all their blood relatives had died, and every source of support had been lost. They drifted through the Heartland Demon Lands, reduced to the lowliest and most miserable lone demons.
Though their bloodlines were strong, they had yet to grow up.
During their solitary wandering, they suffered endless bullying and narrowly escaped death time and again.
The moment they opened their eyes each day, they had to worry about cultivation resources and their safety.
The Demon Lands were merciless. They had been far too weak as children; once a great demon set its sights on them, they could very well become food and perish, body and soul.
Thus, the young Niu Qi and Divine Fire Golden Armor King hid here and there, wandering for a full three years.
For those three years, the two demons lived every day on tenterhooks, better off dead than alive!
Until one day, they encountered a kind-faced elderly demon woman.
The old woman took the young Divine Fire Golden Armor King and Niu Qi