In the Primordial Era, there was no order, much less sects.
Countless races fought for supremacy, where the strong devoured the weak. Seeking immortality and pursuing the Dao was impossible, because no powerful figures preached the Dao, and there was no concept of masters and disciples.
Weak races could only be oppressed by powerful races generation after generation. Among them, the Extreme Flame Demon God Race was one of the terrifying races that stood above the clouds.
They were powerful, extraordinarily gifted, and possessed Extreme Flame capable of devouring all things.
Before Mad Child was imprisoned in the Prison of Fate by the Emperor of Fate, he had once fought an Extreme Flame Demon God.
Even now, recalling that memory sent chills down his spine.
"I hope it was only a rumor... Something like an Extreme Flame Demon God shouldn't exist."
Mad Child shook his head with a smile, then turned his attention back to the distant battle.
Countless golden lotuses drifted in from the depths of the starry sky, radiating golden light, dazzling and beautiful. Along with them came waves of surging spiritual energy.
Di Jiang and the others had fought with bloodshot eyes. Di Jiang, Qiang Liang, and Luo Shixin in particular were drenched in blood as they furiously battled Yang Beiming.
Even with a Chaos Spirit Treasure in hand and his body transformed into countless Sword Intents, Yang Beiming was ultimately injured.
Bang—
Di Jiang slammed an elbow into Yang Beiming's back. His peerless brute force shattered layer after layer of Sword Intent. Though most of the force had been dispersed, Yang Beiming still did not feel good.
Yang Beiming's eyes brimmed with killing intent as he turned and slashed with his sword.
The Ancient Divine Sword was a Chaos Spirit Treasure. Even Di Jiang's supreme physical