Capítulo 909: Primordial Desolate

"You don't have to worry. Based on your response to my questions, you might survive this encounter," said Wang Wei, who sensed the unease of this Primordial God.

Wang Wei's words made the God's mouth almost twitch; his first instinct was to roar to admonish this little creature who was audacious enough to say such a thing to him, but he dared not.

He survived that terrible war. As a result, he lost many things, one of which is his pride as an Innate Creature. Once upon a time, they roamed the world as the noblest creatures between Heaven and Earth.

Unfortunately, the war trampled on that pride. The human race–once a weak tribe that needed their protection, a weak tribe that they disdained to look at and associate with, a weak tribe that some treated as food– successfully rebelled against them.

These weak creatures grew to heights the Innate Demon Gods could not fathom and slaughtered their kind, forcefully pushing them off the top of the pyramid chain.