The Demon Race Quasi-Saint spoke slowly, his eyes full of hunger for the human race.
The human Great Luo did not believe a single word the Demon Race Quasi-Saint said.
Besides.
As a human, he could never surrender.
These human knees would bow only to heaven, earth, and parents.
Nuwa had created their human race.
That made Nuwa their parent.
As for heaven and earth, they merely respected the Heavenly Dao and the Earthly Dao.
The arrogant and ignorant could never become innate creatures.
Even though they had already mastered formidable power.
The human race still held the Heavenly Court in awe.
But if the Heavenly Court attacked the human race.
The human race would not sit idle and await death.
At the very least, the million members of the innate human race were all prepared to die.
During this time.
They had also come to understand the Demon Race's craving for humans.
Therefore.
The human race was now extremely wary of the Demon Heavenly Court.
They feared that the Demon Heavenly Court might deliberately provoke a conflict one day.
To the Demon Race, human flesh and souls were both superb nourishment.
But likewise.
Some demons with powerful bloodlines were also nourishment for humans.
The Demon Race's powerful physiques were something humans could study and put to use.
And within the human race.
There were certain cultivation techniques that could also strengthen human physiques.
Thus.
Exploitation went both ways.
It was just that the human race was not yet strong enough.
Nor did they dare attack the human race.
The human Great Luo said nothing.
He merely shielded the acquired humans behind him.
He stood ready to fight at any moment.
Seeing this, the Demon Race Quasi-Saint smiled and said, "Why bother? You're no match for me."
The human Great