The Demon Race was cruel and bloodthirsty, but they also worshipped the strong and hated schemes. To put it bluntly, the Demon Race was a very straightforward name. They didn't have any tricks up their sleeves and would never hide anything.
If they liked to fight, they liked to fight. If they wanted to kill, they would kill. They would not be like other races, who obviously did some sneaky things behind their backs but pretended to be compassionate. This race was referring to the arch-enemy of the demons, the Immortal Race.
Like the Demon Race, the God Race was one of the most powerful races in the world. However, unlike the Demon Race, the God Race was powerful, but they liked to pretend to be saviors of the world. This made the Demon Race despise them very much.
Perhaps it was because of the nature of the two races that the Demon Race and the Sacred Race were destined to be archenemies since birth. They would never be able to coexist peacefully.
Seeing the three Demon Saints attacking them, the three human Saints' faces darkened. One of them immediately yelled, "Find a chance to escape and send the news back."
The three human Saints weren't fools. The sudden appearance of the Demon Race had made them pale with fright. At the same time, the three human Saints clearly sensed that Sha Yelu and the others were all Saints of the Demon Race. In particular, Sha Yelu's aura wasn't inferior to the patriarchs. It might even be stronger.
Fighting them head-on would definitely lead to death. Moreover, the Demon Race's early appearance was completely out of everyone's expectations. Therefore, the three human Saints' priority was to escape and send the news back to the patriarchs. They wanted to tell them that the war had broken out and that the Demon Race had used some method to open up a spatial tunnel in advance.
Hearing that, the other two human Saints nodded silently. Then, the three of them took a step forward at the same time and shot off in different directions.
The three demon Saints who had attacked first sneered when they saw the three human Saints flee without putting up a fight.
"Hmph, humans, you're really lowly. Fleeing without fighting is simply infuriating. But can you escape?"
With that, the three demon Saints split up as well, each chasing after a human Saint.
It was not just the three of them. The other Demon Saints all looked at the human Saint in disdain when they saw him flee without fighting. It was as if fleeing without fighting was an extremely wrong thing to do.
Actually, this was also very normal. After all, the two races had different ways of questioning. In the eyes of humans, being flexible was the performance of a smart person. Knowing when to yield and when to stand tall was the performance of a smart person. Knowing that it was impossible but still insisting on doing it, this was idiocy.
However, in the eyes of demons, this so-called flexibility was the behavior of a coward. In the world of demons, even if you knew that you would die, even if you knew that you were no match for your opponent, you still couldn't escape. Once you escaped, you would be looked down upon by everyone, including your own relatives and even your parents.
There were at least hundreds of tribes on the Northern Devil Continent. Once you were seen fleeing without a fight, your tribe would not accept you, and your parents would not acknowledge your existence. Because in the eyes of the Devil Race, they did not need cowards.
On the other hand, a demon who was abandoned by his tribe and family would not be able to last long.
Compared to humans, demons were obviously stubborn. They knew that it was impossible but still insisted on doing it. This was the biggest difference between the two races.
The remaining seven Saints of the Demon Race all scolded with disdain. Hearing that, Shayelu seemed very calm, and there was a faint smile on his face. However, perhaps it was because of his appearance, this smile that seemed very gentle to the Demon Race was definitely ferocious and terrifying in the eyes of the Human Race.
Shayelu said with a chuckle.
"Do you know what our Demon Race thinks of the Human Race?"
As one of the top few Demon Saints in the Northern Devil Continent, Shayelu naturally knew many things that ordinary demons didn't. Moreover, Shayelu had been extremely interested in the countless races in the world since he was young. He wanted to know what exactly was the difference between the different races? Who was superior and who was inferior? Could the Devil Race be considered a race that truly stood at the top?
It was precisely because of this curiosity that Shayelu had studied all the major races in the world. Coincidentally, the records of the Human Race were the most detailed in the ancient ruins of the Northern Devil Continent.
Of course, it wasn't just the Devil Race. The other races also had a deep understanding of the Human Race. It could be said that the Human Race was the race that had been studied the most in detail and thoroughly by all the major races.
As for the reason, it was very simple. In the eyes of the other races, the human race was born lowly and could almost be said to have no power to resist. Think about it, if a newborn human was not protected, it was likely that any beast could tear them apart alive.
However, it was such a lowly race that was destined to be slaughtered that had become one of the most powerful races in the world.
Even powerful races like the Devil Race, the God Race, and the Beast Race did not dare to start an all-out war with the Human Race. From this, it could be seen how fearful these races were of the Human Race.
Not daring to look at the few Demon Saints behind him, Shayelu looked into the distance and muttered to himself.
"I've always felt that the Human Race is a very respectable and magical race. They're as weak as ants when they're born, unlike the Devil Race, who has unreachable power at birth. An ancestor of the Devil Race once said that the Human Race is like a race that has been forgotten by heaven and earth. They haven't received any blessings from heaven and earth, and they're as lowly as ants."
"However, such a race that has been forgotten by heaven and earth has forcefully become one of the most powerful races in the world with its own efforts. It's so powerful that even the Devil Race doesn't dare to look at it lightly."
"I've studied the cultivation methods of the Human Race. Compared to ours, the cultivation methods of the Human Race are hundreds or thousands of times more difficult. Apart from the Devil Race, almost all the other races can become powerhouses in the end as long as they don't die. However, the Human Race is different. If they want to become stronger, they can only continuously break through their limits and seek the experience between life and death."
"I've always felt that the Human Race is like a ferocious beast trapped in a quagmire that could be devoured at any time. In order to avoid extinction, the Human Race has been struggling and resisting with all their might. It seems like a dying struggle, but in the process of struggling, the Human Race has unknowingly become so powerful that no other race dares to underestimate them."
"Moreover, it seems that even heaven and earth have begun to pay attention to them, making up for the only shortcoming of the Human Race. You should have heard that there are already a few people in the Human Race who have the bloodline power, right? They call it the bloodline of the Sacred Race. "
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