He shook his head, clearing away his stray thoughts.
He tried his best not to think about the Feather Race, for deep within his heart lurked a devil, constantly urging him on, constantly tempting him to turn the entire Feather Race into devils.
He knew full well that this was wrong, that it was unfair to the entire Feather Race.
His reason told him he should not do it.
Yet sometimes his thoughts became trapped in a rut, as though a voice kept telling him that he had to do it.
After sending the others away, he remained alone in the darkness, savoring the peace.
Meanwhile, the Human Race began to move as well.
Once the main human forces had assembled,
they immediately launched an attack against the Devil Race.
The Human Race had investigated the situation among the Ten Thousand Races very thoroughly.
Their target this time was the devil force responsible for corrupting the Five Spirit Tribe.
Throughout the entire Primordial World,
the Five Spirit Tribe had the most powerful fighters, as well as the largest population.
The main reason was that they had been formed by gathering and uniting a great many Spirit Race tribes.
They were practically a miniature Ten Thousand Races Alliance.
Why had they chosen to help them?
Fuxi had studied that question in depth.
First, they were the closest to the Human Race.
Their territory was the most extensive.
They also had the largest population.
Rescuing them would be tremendously encouraging news for the Ten Thousand Races.
Moreover, with their help, they could build up an explosive fighting force in the shortest possible time. For these spirits, rapidly swelling their troop numbers was the easiest thing in the world.
Virtually every one of them was a soldier, and every spirit was a skilled