"Well... six legs, three heads, seven or eight hands..." Lu Feng had barely begun describing them when he suddenly realized that what he was describing sounded like a Monster Beast!
"That kind exists too, but the Demon Race is actually a collective term for fallen races. A single thought can turn you into a demon. Whether the Human Race, Dragon Clan, Qilin Clan, Phoenix Clan, or the so-called Immortal Race-even Monster Beasts that have gained spiritual awareness-any of them can become demons. The difference lies in a single thought."
"These Purple-Clad Men are fallen immortals. That's why they look so much like us."
After hearing the Scruffy Old Man's explanation, Lu Feng's expression stiffened slightly. "Surely not. The Immortal Race is just the Human Race. Does that mean we humans turn into idiots like these after we fall? How embarrassing!"
The Scruffy Old Man shook his head. "Not all of them. A single thought can make a demon, but there are many paths into demonhood. Some develop demonic thoughts within their own hearts and become demons that way."
"Others have committed too many evil deeds. When they experience great joy or great sorrow, a Heart Demon takes control of them, turning them into demons. We once believed Heart Demons were heavenly tribulations, but now it seems that isn't entirely true. With a Heart Demon, the threshold you must cross is really your own."
"Then there are those who believe their talent is inadequate but still want greater strength. They sell their souls and become demons. Those are the most pitiable. Although they grow stronger, they lose themselves and become the sort we see before us."
So that was it. They had lost themselves for the sake of power. No wonder.
Lu Feng pressed further. "Which kind of demon is strongest?"