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Fierce Demons, the synonyms for brutality, the interpreters of power, the beasts that turned into demons.

No one could say for sure what kind of race the Fierce Demon was, whether it was a mutated human or an evolved Demonic Beast. The world only knew that they were extremely brutal and powerful. Most of them were unruly and unreasonable people. As long as one of them was provoked, it would be equivalent to provoking a group of people.

Strange cultivation techniques passed down from generation to generation, allowing them to transform into ferocious looking beasts.

The Fierce Demon behind him suddenly increased his strength and became unstoppable.

No one could remain calm in front of such a terrifyingly strong humanoid Demonic Beast!

When the golden ape transformed into a huge, thirty thousand meter tall Devil Ape, it tore apart the bodies of dozens of divine gods in front of hundreds of millions of people.

This kind of demonic art could be called heaven-defying, it was normal to kill people beyond its level. Fortunately, this technique was not easy to cultivate. Even if he could successfully learn it, there was a high chance that he would lose his natural instincts and become a zombie that only had the desire to kill.

Although there were great risks, for the sake of that great power, there were still many people who took the risk and tried to find a way to study it.

Those who had achieved success without losing their natural instincts would naturally soar to the heavens in a single step and become the strongest in their generation. If they fail, the result is self-evident. The big devil, who was bloodthirsty, was being chased and killed by everyone.

Ren Feiyan was an illegitimate child. His mother had just given birth to him and he had passed away. His father, due to his great authority, was very sensitive to his identity and did not care about him at all.

Just like that, he was like an orphan, living a life of humiliation and abuse. His days had been extremely miserable. Ren Feiyan had thought of committing suicide several times, but he eventually dismissed that thought. He gritted his teeth and silently endured it.

In next to no time, he'd found an opportunity.

Although the ? Demonic Nine Transformations Technique ? was the most powerful cultivation technique in the clan, anyone could learn it. Moreover, one had a wide range of experience and strength, not to mention that only talented individuals would be able to learn it.

Even though they could easily be learned, it was still quite difficult to reach the small success or even the large success stage. Otherwise, the Devil Race wouldn't have such broad conditions.

After obtaining the cultivation technique, Ren Feiyan quietly left the Fierce Demon clan.

Normally, he would have been a person who didn't matter. However, his departure this time didn't attract anyone's attention or vigilance. Ten years later, a mysterious youth suddenly appeared within the group of vicious devils. Every move he made was filled with the bearing of a master.

Ren Feiyan didn't reveal his identity and asked them to hand over those people who had persecuted him that day. The Evil Demon Race naturally wouldn't agree.

As a result, a fierce battle was waged. Ren Feiyan had already reached the seventh form of the [Heavenly Demon Nine Transformations]. He had transformed into a devil, and his tyrannical power was unstoppable and unstoppable.

Ren Feiyan did not kill any unrelated people. After settling his former enemy, he ignored the persuasion of his clansmen and left the fiendish demon clan. He had never been seen again.

When he once again returned to the fiendish demons, the entire tribe was facing a calamity. Countless enemies swarmed in from all directions. Ren Feiyan, who was on the verge of breaking through, came down from the sky. He bathed in blood, silently rushing into the enemy ranks.

Ren Feiyan turned into a giant and terrifying demon, slaughtering the enemies without restraint. That fierce and brutal appearance was quite intimidating. No one dared to face his body that was emitting a demonic aura.

The enemy knew that as long as he existed, he could not easily win. Even if he won in the end, he would probably have to pay a heavy price. Thus, with extreme unwillingness, the enemy troops could not retreat in fear.

After this battle, Ren Feiyan was finally able to attain the eighth form of the [Heavenly Demon Nine Transformations].

At this time, he was already the clan's number one expert. This time, he didn't reject the clan's invitation to stay, and instead chose to stay. Not long after, everyone's hopes were placed on him to inherit the position of clan head. It was only a hundred years later that he finally broke through again and became the second commander in the history of the fiendish demons to reach the ninth form.

Under his leadership, the fiendish demons advanced at a high speed, leaving behind many legends. They gradually became an extremely powerful existence that dominated a region.

The Thousand Illusion Clan was Shanbian's most powerful illusion technique. They were also the most terrifying enemies.

In a sense, the Thousand Illusion Clan could be said to be the most terrifying race.

Their unrivalled illusion techniques were also fake, and very few people in the world could see through it. Being trapped within their illusions, it was extremely difficult to determine whether they were real or fake. Often, there would be people who would die without even knowing whether they were in the illusion or reality.

"All living things can be illusory, all living things can be illusory." This was the true description of the Qian Huan clan.

Speaking of which, the Thousand Illusion Clan's illusions had some similarities with the Eight Desolate Clan's formations. As long as one was within it, it would be extremely difficult for one to escape.

If he was injured in an illusion, he would also be injured. Similarly, to die in an illusion was the same as dying in reality.2

There were many people who thought that what they were facing was nothing more than a false illusion. They were completely fearless. Thus, regardless of whether it was intentional or not, those who injured themselves, or even those who died, all tasted the bitter fruits that they had planted.

The people of the Thousand Illusion Clan were extremely careful, rarely showing their true colors. If he met any of the Thousand Illusion Clan members, it was most likely that they would see his disguised appearance after using an illusion technique.

What was different from the other nine War Clan was that the Thousand Illusion Clan was not like them, where they had to experience countless large and small battles before finally being able to establish their own position in the War Clan.

In less than a hundred battles, the people had been shocked to discover that no matter how strong or how numerous the enemies were, the Thousand Illusion dimension had never dispatched a single soldier. Those enemies, without any exception, suddenly died in the middle of an attack. They either went mad with anger and tried to kill their own army.

Those who came to cause trouble often died inexplicably in the hands of their own people before they could even see the shadow of their enemies. In the face of this unbelievable situation, even the stupidest of people would know that this was the doing of the Thousand Illusion Clan.

Since then, very few people dared to have any ideas about the Qian Mystic Clan.

Only once, for some unknown reason, the vicious demons began to clash with the Thousand Illusion Clan. In the end, a great battle broke out. When everyone thought that the Thousand Illusion Clan would lose, the result of the battle left everyone stunned.

In that battle, over half of the vicious demons had died. But, the Thousand Illusion Clan's casualties weren't even a tenth of their own.

At this point, people finally understood how terrifying and powerful this race, which usually kept a low profile, was. And because of this battle, the Thousand Illusion Clan had risen to become one of the War Clan.

Seeing to this point, Mo Beichen had a face full of shock. As he gently closed the book, he could not help but sigh with emotion.

Through the description that the people had of War Clan, and the reverence he had for Yang Yan, even though he knew that the War Clan was very strong, he had never expected that the War Clan would actually be strong to such an extent.

The Warrior Martial clan's Heaven Breaker had slaughtered 100,000 soldiers with one hand, obtaining an absolutely vicious reputation of being able to execute 10,000 people. The Nether Beast of the Soul Cracking Race massacred everything in its path, wreaking havoc on the world. The Berserk War Clan Warriors with awakened berserk bloodline won more than the others, causing the enemy to be defeated without a fight. He came and went without a trace, daring to assassinate the God of the Yin Calendar. Seven strings break the moon, the dragon-sparrow tribe who beat the enemy with a tune.

They would definitely take revenge. They would be able to besiege and kill the Octoterra Race, which was worth millions. The strange spirit race that moved mountains and incinerated seas possessed the ability to destroy the heavens and the earth. Demon Subjugation into Martial Arts, the ambitious Nine Nether Race. He turned into a devil, a vicious and cruel fiend. And the mysterious and unfathomable Thousand Illusion Clan with their unparalleled illusions.

Possessing such a terrifying combat power, if it were placed right now, it was likely that any of the War Clan could easily rule the world and become a fully deserving overlord!

Since Rampage War Clan was still alive, no one could guarantee whether or not there were other War Clan present.

If it was those War Clan that were not aggressive or destructive, then it would be alright. But if evil War Clan such as the Evil Demon and the Nine Nether Race appeared in this world, it was likely that they would be annihilated, and their citizens would not be able to live.

When he thought of this possibility, Mo Beichen couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.

However, when he thought about what happened to the Rampage War Clan later, even if he accidentally met with this variable by chance, he still didn't have much hope of escaping. Even if there were other War Clan s present, their situation might not be that optimistic.

Furthermore, from the looks of it, Rampage War Clan was not an ambitious race who sought to rule the world and liked to go out and conquer everything. Even if he could escape in the future, there shouldn't be any big problems.

Thinking of this, Mo Beichen heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. He did not want to become a sinner that would be annihilated.

Knowing that this information was extremely valuable, if he were to miss it this time, then he would probably never have the chance to learn about it ever again. Mo Beichen flipped through again, and found a few records about War Clan that were not particularly important. To these secrets, more or less know, there is no harm, perhaps, there will be a need to use it in the future!

After a long while, with extremely complicated emotions, Mo Beichen finally managed to slowly put down the book in his hand. When his eyes touched the words written on the wall, his eyes lit up, but he couldn't shift his gaze away.

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