As many remnants of the army returned to their respective units, news of Gonggong's defeat spread quickly.

When the hundreds of ethnic groups in the south heard this, the morale of the people quickly collapsed.

The Jiuli Witch Leader was such a powerful man, but not long after he started his rebellion, he was defeated and killed.

What shocked them even more was that the witch god they believed in was also easily killed.

After hearing this, people from all tribes felt a chill in their hearts and were terrified.

The Celestial Empire is simply too powerful.

Their gods were no match for them, and this made them despair.

The shamans, wizards, and high priests of all ethnic groups were extremely panicked.

Wherever the troops of Zhu Xia arrive, these minions of the witch cult will have no chance of survival.

Some of the more cunning witches and high priests quietly slipped away and returned to Jiuli City to seek refuge.

Those who ran slowly were captured directly by the leaders of each tribe, in order to show their achievements to Zhuanxu.

These leaders are still dreaming of restoring their former status.

They thought that as long as they submitted a petition for surrender and expressed a few words of praise, everything would be fine.

They are still the leaders of the various ethnic groups and can still be their own local emperors...

But alas, times have changed.

Zhuanxu wanted to clear away disasters for future generations and not lay landmines for them.

The upper echelons of these tribes are puppets supported by witchcraft.

The fate has already been determined.

All witchcraft cult minions, such as shamans and priests, must be killed.

I don’t care where you run to.

In short, death is certain!

Wherever the army sweeps through, all the old order will be swept away.

All tribal nobles!
All the sins of the past.

All texts are passed down!
All foreign races with their own beliefs are subject to elimination!

Kill him and his head will roll.

Such earth-shaking events can only be accomplished with an iron-fisted approach, sweeping everything away.

Only then can we recreate the world.

Immigrants from various parts of China came to the south in large numbers and began a large-scale migration.

I vowed to transform the land of Manyue into a paradise of China.

……

flood.

As the news of Jiuli's defeat and Gonggong's death spread.

Some of the barbarians and Hu people who had joined Gonggong in the uprising were immediately caught in the crossfire and their faces turned black with anger.

They never expected that the Jiuli wizards would be defeated so quickly.

Some tribes had just started their rebellion when they received the news of Jiuli's defeat the next moment.

I was almost blinded by the light.

The leaders of various tribes froze in place for a moment, unable to advance or retreat.

He cursed the Jiuli wizards in his heart for being shameless.

They actually teamed up to play them.

After the barbarian leaders came to their senses, they quickly withdrew their troops and quickly submitted their allegiance.

They said that everything that happened before was a misunderstanding and they were going to send troops to help the Huaxia tribe deal with the Jiuli wizards.

But such a poor excuse is obviously an insult to people's intelligence.

How could Zhuanxu let them go?

How can we not make good use of such a good opportunity?

Zhuanxu directly ordered the garrison troops in all directions to go out and wipe out all these dishonest foreigners.

Dare to rebel?
Then I will exterminate your entire clan!

……

Shiwanda Mountains, outside Jiuli City.

At this moment, all the members of the Wu Clan stood on the top of the city, looking at the dark clouds coming from the distance, and they all felt like they were facing a powerful enemy.

"Humans! Humans are attacking!!"

The witches in the city shouted.

"How dare they?"

Jiuli is the land of the witch clan, and the ancestor witch Xuanming is in charge here.

The human race is raising an army to invade! Are they really going to fight to the death with the witch race?

The great wizard Cheng Huang hurriedly went to inform Xuan Ming that facing the human army, they were no match for them.

There are only a dozen or so great witches left in Jiuli.

However, there are 36 Daluo who are the protectors of the human race.

Even if we surround them, we can kill them.

On the top of the city wall, the great wizard Chongming shouted sternly: "Why are you here in Jiuli?"

"If you know what's best for you, retreat now!" "Otherwise, when my leader takes action, I will kill all of you."

The leader he was referring to was naturally the Ancestral Witch Xuanming.

After breaking with the underworld, the Jiuli Witch Cult became dominated by Xuanming.

Of course, we will not worship Hou Tu.

Among the human army.

Emperor Zhuanxu stood out from the crowd, followed by 36 protectors.

Zhuanxu held the magic sword in his hand, and his voice was like rolling thunder:
"You, the Jiuli Wu Clan, have repeatedly interfered in the affairs of our clan and incited the Wu people to riot."

"He used witchcraft to enslave hundreds of tribes in the south and brought disaster to the ancient times. He deserves death."

"But for the sake of the queen."

"I, the soldiers of Zhuxia, will spare you this last time!"

"You shall hand over all the fugitives, including wizards, shamans, and priests."

"From now on, I will close the gate of the mountain and no longer interfere with the order of the human world."

"Otherwise, my army will not show mercy wherever they go!"

Zhuanxu finished speaking.

Upon hearing this, many wizards in the city looked horrified.

Unexpectedly, the human race chased to Jiuli City just to hunt them down.

I don’t know if I can escape.

In the human formation, all the soldiers were filled with murderous intent at this moment.

If it weren't for the fact that they are of the same clan as Hou Tu Niangniang, the Wu clan would have caused so much trouble based on their recent actions.

They had already cleared the place.

How could Jiuli City be preserved until today?
Although the witch tribe can be spared this time, those witch priests who are good at preaching must be eliminated.

Otherwise, if the situation changes in the future, witchcraft could easily revive.

Reach out to the human race again.

At this time, a cold female voice sounded in the city:

"Young man of the human race, leave immediately."

"This land of Jiuli belongs to my Wu clan, and I won't allow you to run wild!"

Before he finished speaking, a female cultivator in a black robe with a cold aura suddenly appeared above the human army.

Her face was expressionless, and an icy and chilly aura emanated from her body.

The temperature in the field suddenly dropped and everyone shivered.

"Xuan Ming!"

Everyone instantly recognized this person's identity; it was the ancestor witch from the past.

Zhuanxu's eyes flickered slightly, his expression remained unchanged, and he said seriously:

"Senior Xuanming, are you threatening our clan with this move?"

"So what if I threaten you?"

Xuan Ming's aura shook, and the temperature in the field dropped a few degrees again.

Although it is a hot place in the south, it feels like being in the coldest days of winter.

It chills people to the bone.

Zhuanxu nodded: "Very good!"

He held the imperial seal in his hand, bowed to the north, and said solemnly:

"Ancestor, I, the younger generation Zhuanxu, please pass on the torch to the human race!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of red fire rose up from the sky and burned fiercely.

A flame that carries the spirit, will, and civilization heritage of the entire human race.

It can burn everything in the world.

The place covered was so huge that it was hard to even mention that Xuanming was just a great witch.

Even if she is a saint, it will be of no use!

If the power of the will of all living beings were to burn and kill one person, even a saint would have to die!

This is the fire of humanity.

No one can escape!

What’s more, there is a person like Xuanming who bears endless karma of humanity.

Under the fire, nothing will be left but burnt.

The flames were burning.

Soon after, the most precious treasure of humanity, the Kongtong Seal, the Whip of Merit and Creation, and a purple lotus also flew over.

The meaning is self-evident.

The terrifying nature of the human race was clearly revealed at this moment.

When Xuan Ming saw the purple lotus platform, his defense was almost broken.

"Good good!"

——(End of this chapter)