Chapter 1175 More Information About The Primitive Wilderness

"I have a question ready: the fiend king said earlier that I was the natural enemy of all the chief gods. What does that mean?" Darren asked, sitting back on the ground and looking up at Carlisle with curious eyes.

The other four people joined him because they also knew little about the chief gods. Carlisle smiled since he knew a lot.

"The chief gods are the real overlords of the Primitive Wilderness. They are the most powerful beings in the world. However, unfortunate for us, none of the nine chief gods belong to the human race.

The Primitive Wilderness is perfectly divided into sections, which are the nine abysses and ten hells. Each of the nine chief gods is in charge of one abyss and one hell and controls all the creatures in it," Carlisle explained.

"But wait. There's still one more hell, right?" Darren let several possible explanations swim through his head. If there were a total of ten hells, one was left unattended.

"Yes. That one is called the Chaotic Hell. The Chaotic Land where we are going to belongs to the Chaotic Hell.

The Chaotic Hell has been left unattended for ninety million years. No one dares to take charge of it," said Carlisle.

"Why is that, sir?" one of the other four men asked. Darren closed his mouth, as he was about to ask that same question.

"That is a long story but I will shorten it the best that I can. Once there was a Defiant Master that killed the tenth chief god while he was still growing and took over the tenth hell. However, since he was a threat to the other chief gods, they killed him.

After he died, his soul stayed in place, still guarding the tenth hell. For some reason, even the chief gods dare not step there again, so it has become a land of chaos, a place for all kinds of criminals to take refuge.

Moreover, it is said that the powerful Defiant Master was a human!"

Darren's heart thumped so hard with excitement when he heard this that he nearly leapt to his feet. The chief gods were terrified of a human!

The other four people exchanged large smiles of hope as excitement also filled their hearts.

"Of course, this is just a legend. No one knows exactly what happened," Carlisle added.

"So that means that a Defiant Master is the natural enemy of the chief gods. Why is that?" Darren asked, partially wondering why he had become a Defiant Master himself.

"It's too complicated to explain to you. I can only tell you that when you become a Defiant Master, you gain the chance to become a deputy god, and every deputy god has the qualifications to co

ou think?" Darren offered.

The other four didn't respond, while the face of Carlisle darkened.

"That will never work. Now that you are a Defiant Master, no one in this world will dare to take you in, even the Lord Starry Sword."

Darren frowned, feeling like they were running out of options.

"What about the Chu Clan? Do you know anything about it?" Darren had also passed the test of the Chu Clan, and that meant he was qualified to be a disciple of the Chu Clan.

"The Chu Clan? Never heard of it," Carlisle said. It surprised Darren. Didn't the Chu Clan have a reputation in the Primitive Wilderness?

Darren slowly lowered himself back onto the ground and asked no more questions. It appeared that Carlisle wouldn't have all the answers he needed after all.

"Then where do you think we should go now?" Darren asked. This cave would not provide them the shelter they needed.

Carlisle closed his eyes and thought for a moment. When he opened them, he said, "We will travel to the fiend race's territory."

Everyone's jaws dropped. They were wanted among the fiend race. Why would they go straight into their grasp when it was the fiend race that they were trying to avoid?

"Why would we do that?" Darren knew that Carlisle was too smart, and there must be a good reason behind it.

"We are going to go to the villages of the fiend race, not the territory of the senior leaders of the fiend race.

In those villages, there's only underclass of the fiend race there, which we can defeat. If we can occupy a village once we arrive, there is little chance that the upper class will ever find out about it. It is, in reality, much safer than fleeing outside," Carlisle explained.