The memory that Jiang Li left within the Baize Imperial Dynasty was nothing short of agony. To the human cultivators, the Baize Imperial Dynasty had always been the perfect training ground—the ultimate whetstone for their blades.
Any cultivator who sought true strength longed to temper themselves here among the demon beasts, to experience the harsh trials of life and death and gain enlightenment through struggle. After all, demon beasts reproduced faster than humans, grew more swiftly in the early stages of cultivation, and at the same rank were generally stronger. Jiang Li was even more so.
After reaching the Nascent Soul Stage, he felt that his cultivation was progressing too rapidly—a pace that would hinder his later path. So he decided to deliberately suppress his advancement and came to the Baize Imperial Dynasty to temper himself. Who among the demon beasts could have known that this youth would one day become Jiang the Human Emperor?
Back then, each one attacked him with the intent to kill, driven by the same instinct that had always guided their kind. Humans treated the demon beasts as grinding stones to sharpen their Dao hearts. Why would the beasts not in turn treat humans as prey?