In the primordial era, there was no order, let alone sects.
Countless races struggled for dominance, the law of the jungle prevailed, and seeking immortality was impossible, because there were no powerful beings to preach the dao, no concept of mentorship.
The weaker races were only oppressed, generation after generation, by the stronger ones, among which the Extreme Flame Demon Clan was one of the terrifying races that stood above the clouds.
They were powerful, with extraordinary talents, and possessed the ability to engulf all things with their Extreme Flames.
Before he was imprisoned in the Qiuming Abyss by the Qiuming Emperor, the mad child had fought with a member of the Extreme Flame Demon Clan.
That memory still sent shivers down his spine to this day.
"I hope that's just a rumor... An entity like the Extreme Flame Demon shouldn't exist."
The mad child shook his head with a smile, then turned his attention back to the distant battle.
