"What was it that I taught you?" the Demon Race expert rebuked, his tone carrying a massive fury that would not disperse.
The overwhelming presence of a Mahayana Stage Demon Race cultivator made Chen Feng's soul tremble. Even the golden core within him began to waver, and he could barely maintain the circulation of his mana. Yet he still answered, "The universe is boundless, yet my thoughts are finite. You must remain reverent..."
—He could actually still speak?
The Demon Race expert in human form was confused for a moment, then suddenly understood.
The human race truly deserved to be called intelligent beings on par with the Holy Clan. They were born with brains capable of thought. His technique targeted the soul and shook it, so it could silence any Demon Race cultivator whose cultivation did not surpass his own.
An organ naturally capable of thought! What an enormous advantage that was!
Many divine beast forms among the Early Demon Race had multiple heads, swollen-looking skulls, or brains hidden within their bodies, all for the sake of cultivating an acquired brain. After the Later Demon Race opened their spiritual wisdom, they still had to painstakingly cultivate the divine path until divine light stabilized their souls before their intelligence could greatly increase.
Yet humans could do all of this from birth.
The more he thought about it, the more displeased he became.
"All things must end, while longevity has no fixed form; only wisdom may endure forever. The universe is boundless, yet my thoughts are finite. You must remain reverent." The Demon Race expert recited this ancient maxim passed down by the sages of his race. "Do you think you are so great? Do you think you can be born knowing all things?"
Perhaps because of the resentment in his heart,