These two great races were born executioners. From the moment they were born, their young were thrown onto peril-ridden stars and left to fend for themselves.
Those who survived would then undergo even crueler trials. In the end, not even one out of ten thousand young would survive—but the one who did was often the strongest.
The Evil Spirit Race was savage by nature, their methods cruel to the extreme. Whenever they fought, they aimed to kill; so long as they could slay their opponent, they would not hesitate to trade injury for injury.
Once one offended these two great races, they would lurk in the shadows like hyenas, watching day and night, occasionally hunting down the outstanding disciples of one's clan. It was endlessly vexing.
No force wished to provoke a faction that was like a pack of hyenas.
In the past, the Evil Spirit Race and Ghost Shark Race had openly hunted Human Race factions throughout the Star River Cosmos, destroying countless Human Race forces. This once enraged a Human Race Golden Immortal mighty figure who resided at the heart of the cosmos.
That Human Race Golden Immortal's true body stood above the River of Time, his hands plucking at the threads of karma. With karma as the foundation and the River of Time as his aid, he forcefully suppressed and killed eighteen True Immortals from the Ghost Shark Race and Evil Spirit Race.
One had to know that those eighteen True Immortals had been scattered across every corner of the Star River Cosmos, separated by distances too vast to describe with numbers.
Even so, the eighteen True Immortals died at home without ever knowing why. That was the terror of a Golden Immortal.
In the end, that Golden Immortal mighty figure had intended to exterminate both races,