Civilization Demon

"Go!"

With a low cry, Nie Yun threw another punch and charged first at the barrier to the second level, entering the third level in the blink of an eye.

The instant they entered, a peculiar aura containing ancient civilization rushed toward them, making their gazes freeze.

Civilization could enlighten people, but it could also alter their thinking and reshape their beliefs, bathing them through and through in its influence.

To destroy a person's will or annihilate a race, one first had to destroy their civilization. That was an immutable truth.

Though they had yet to see anything, the moment they entered the third level, everyone felt an invisible civilization flooding their minds, making them feel that everything before had been wrong.

"This is some unknown race's civilization from ancient times. Guard your thoughts and do not let this civilized aura invade your minds!"

Nie Yun gave a warning and looked ahead.

Just as in their minds, the area before them was filled with stone tablets covered in all kinds of writing. The characters on those tablets transformed into countless human figures, expounding the Great Dao that belonged to them.

"This is the civilization of the Ink Race!"

Old Drunkard suddenly looked at one of the stone tablets and blurted it out.

"The Ink Race?"

"Yes. It is said that the Ink Race was a branch of the Confucian Race. They came from the Confucian Race, yet criticized it. They advocated equality and universal love for all, opposed aggression, valued cultural inheritance, and revered the laws of nature!" Old Drunkard seemed extremely knowledgeable about the Ink Race.

"This is the civilization of the Sin Dragon Clan! The Sin Dragon Clan once belonged to the Dragon Race as well, but for some reason they went extinct. Their writing still remains here..."