In the Primordial World, many beings lived within rigid hierarchies. There were the weakened Demon Gods of the Demon God Era, the Innate Demon Gods who came after them, and the many descendants of Demon Gods in the Myriad Races Era. Hierarchy was everywhere in the Primordial World.
The Demon Court had once been a prime example. Its upper ranks, represented by Dijun, stood at the top. The descendants of the Demon Emperors had superior talent and abundant resources, giving them advantages from birth. They naturally grew accustomed to looking down on the Demon Race at the bottom. This was one of the chief causes of conflict within the Demon Court.
Now the Flame Emperor embodied that same hierarchy: the hierarchy of race. Relying on his Origin and his identity, he truly seemed like a sun hanging high above all others.
Jiang Chen, by contrast, held the broken corpses of Barbaric Beasts that others had dismissed as trash, along with Demon God flesh steeped in death and resentment, flesh that looked like rotting meat.
With a cold smile, Jiang Chen sank his sharp fangs into the flesh. He devoured its blood and vitality, along with every trace of Death Qi, Grievance Qi, and Yin Qi...
As he fed, Jiang Chen fixed his calm gaze on the Flame Emperor and said, "Arrogant supremacist. Do you really think talent and a privileged birth decide everything? This Primordial World belongs to the strong. Talent means nothing without strength!"
"Exactly... Without strength, everything else is worthless! Today, Jiang Chen, you'll become my first sacrifice since reaching Half-Step Primordial Unity! The weak have no right to live. Weakness is a sin! Jiang Chen... die!" the Flame Emperor shouted, driving his aura to its limit.
Jiang Chen swept his arm out, sending all the flesh and