Life and Death Are Ordained by Fate, Wealth and Honor Are Decreed by Heaven!
The Boulder Peak.
Shi Pan transformed into a giant rock bear over ten feet tall, sitting cross-legged on a boulder. He looked down at the forest below, where beasts were fighting tooth and nail for territory, their brains splattering, his eyes showing no emotion.
"Ancestor Pan, if this fighting continues, won't the lower-ranking soldiers suffer too many casualties?"
The great demon of the Wind Rat stood upright beside the Shi Pan, looking at the tragic scene below, and asked hesitantly.
Shi Pan glanced at him and snorted coldly, "Die?"
"It's better to die at the hands of our own people than to be skinned alive and gutted by those Human Race cultivators on the battlefield later."
"My Demon Race has no need for trash."
Shi Pan stood up, his earthen-yellow Demon Power subtly flowing around him.
"The rules set by the Ancestor state that everything outside the core mountains is a hunting ground. Only those who have crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood are qualified to enter the Myriad Demon Mountain Range and receive the Ancestor's divine grace."
"If you, the Wind Rat Line, feel sorry for those little brats, you can certainly keep them in captivity. However, if they become spineless cowards in the future, don't blame me for being ruthless."
The Wind Rat Demon trembled and bowed its head repeatedly, saying, "Ancestor Pan is right."
On Cloud Lord Peak.
The White Crane crane leaned against the jade couch, holding a cup of spirit wine brewed from high-grade spirit fruits.
He was also surveying the entire Myriad Demon Domain, his brow furrowed with cloud-like patterns, taking in the battles everywhere, first he had to get rid of the evil spirits.
"Raising poisonous insects..."
"I truly miss this kind of life. Indeed, Demon Race should act like Demon Race!"
White Crane took a sip of the spirit wine, a playful smile playing on his lips, "Brother Shi's methods are even more ruthless than those of the Human Race."
"However, only in this way can a truly sharp Demon Race blade be forged in this chaotic world."
He glanced at Yun Du, who was imprisoned in a corner of the mountaintop, struggling to refine pills, and a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.
Human Race are living too comfortably.
Protected by sects and supported by Lineage, those so-called geniuses who grow up in greenhouses are often no match for each other when faced with a real life-or-death battle.
Even if there is a small group of extremely elite geniuses.
But if they cannot grow up smoothly, they are nothing more than larger ants. Below the Nascent Soul, everyone is an ant!
The Demon Race, from birth, is fighting desperately to survive.
"Within a hundred years, a large number of Golden Core Demon General with astonishing combat power will emerge in this Myriad Demon Domain, enhancing the prestige of our Demon Race."
"At that time, the chessboard of the Profound Spirit Continent will be completely turned upside down."
The White Crane tilted its head back and drank the spirit wine in the cup in one gulp, carefree and at ease.
Beyond the Myriad Demon Mountain Range, the Black Hound Clan and the Rat Race have all migrated out of the Myriad Demon Mountain Range, even though they are Shi Jian's confidants.
However, they also had to abide by the new rules of the Myriad Demon Domain.
In the future, they also need to grow up quickly and not be left too far behind by the bear family; they need to prove their own value.
If they are truly hopeless cases, then according to the rules of the Demon Race race, they deserve to be eliminated by history...
At this moment, on the Frenzied Battle Peak.
The Black Hound Clan now numbers over 100,000, but most are just ordinary beasts, with only about 10,000 being first-tier black dogs.
There are a total of eighteen Molten Fire Black Hound demons ranging from the second to the fourth tier!
Within the Demon Realm, they belong to the strongest tier below the Demon General clan. The clan is extremely powerful, yet it has not branched out into many extra lineages.
As for Kuang Dou, he is currently in seclusion.
He was preparing to break through to the Golden Core realm. Although he had no help from the Heaven and Earth Qi Dynamic, he still chose this path of risking his life.
His life was quite remarkable.
They witnessed the decline of their race, and the establishment of the demon realm...
He had long since given up on Kuang Dou, and even felt that every extra day he lived was a pure gain, having long since discarded all other thoughts from his mind.
Only that one pure and utterly righteous heart.
He had lived a fulfilling life, and it was time for him to see a wider world and continue fighting for the Demon Race race for another thousand years.
He also wanted to witness the day when the mainland was unified by the Demon Race race.
Go and see the world's splendor, go and witness the vastness of the earth!
"I have no regrets, and I will peacefully embark on my journey."
"If successful, my Black Hound Clan will become a pillar of strength in the Myriad Demon Domain, and our clan will prosper, supporting this region..."
"If we are defeated, we will perish and return to the world, which will benefit future generations of my clan and strengthen the foundation of the demon realm."
"Whether I live or die, it's been worth it!"
Kuang Dou remained calm as he began his breakthrough, aided by the Blessed Land.
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