“Devil.”

This character should be malevolent and sinister, one that invoked hatred and fear.

However, when it was present on the original devil race’s people, it seemed grand, righteous, and imposing instead.

“This Devil is actually a divine seal. It is also a mark of glory, as well as a symbol of things done and things to be done. The divine seal of the original devil race is what allows us to unleash our divine power. All ordinary devil races will be suppressed by it. This is why Xiaoqian was able to help you suppress those Empyrean Winged Blood Devils. Now do you understand?” Yue Xihan’s voice contained immense confidence and pride in what she said. The sacred light of the mark on her head covered her. This divine mark was the greatest honor of the original devil race.

Long Chen’s heart pounded wildly. A mark of honor? Capable of suppressing all devils? Putting it like that, the original devil race was not a devil race, but a race to suppress the devil...