Chapter 100: The witch tribe turns to the underworld, and the demon tribe goes north

A shrill cry appeared in the vast sky.

What followed was a series of powerful and fiery forces, revealing the ancient world.

Hearing the familiar yet unfamiliar cry, all the powerful beings in the ancient times frowned.

"Golden Crow?!"

The demon emperor Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi are already dead.

This cry...

All the powerful beings in the ancient times looked up and saw ten dazzling suns across the sky.

One after another, blazing sun fire erupted, burning the vast earth.

“What a disaster...”

"It's not over yet~"

"The demon clan!! The demon clan!"

A complex mix of emotions began to emerge.

The demons, who were originally in despair, became extremely excited when they saw the ten suns in the void.

The demon prince who was previously imprisoned in Tanggu was almost forgotten by them.

"Meet the prince!"

The Demon King is dead, but they still have the Demon Prince!
With the princes around, the demon clan will definitely make a comeback.

"Gah!!"

Angry shouts reappeared, "Wu clan! Kill my father and uncle, we will wipe out the Wu clan!"

boom!
Flames fell from the sky and smashed towards the land of the Witch Clan.

Everywhere it passed was charred and dry.

The primitive world, which had just recovered, was damaged again.

All the witches' faces changed drastically.

The ancestor witch has died, and now there are only a few scattered great witches in charge of the witch clan.

Faced with the true fire of the sun falling from the sky, the dreams of the surviving witches suddenly changed color.

"The bastard bird!"

"How dare you, a few bastards, attack us!"

anger!
The witch clan was once again eager to fight and roared.

Why···

At this moment, a sigh appeared between heaven and earth.

As Tan appeared, the true fire of the sun that was about to fall to the ground disappeared.

The authentic saint Hou Tu appeared in the void.

Hou Tu looked calm as she looked at the young Golden Crows and said, "The war is over. Do you want to start another war?"

"Greetings to the Queen Mother Hou Tu!"

The surviving witches looked overjoyed.

Ever since Hou Tu became a saint, the underworld has been closed, and they have subconsciously forgotten their own saint of the witch clan.

"How can I not avenge my father's murder?"

The eldest prince stared at Hou Tu with hatred on his face, "My Heavenly Court has dominated the wild world for countless years, how can we be defeated by a group of witches like you!!"

"This ancient world belongs to our demon race!!"

"You Wu clan has saints, and we demon clan also have saints!"

Hou Tu looked at the Big Golden Crow with a gloomy expression.

This little guy is unaware of the saint's plan. He is young and ignorant and has only a lot of hatred in his heart. If it is not handled properly, disaster will happen again.

She will never forget the disaster caused by the sudden disaster ten days ago.

Thinking of this, Hou Tu looked towards the chaos outside the sky.

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, isn't it time for you, the leader of the demon cult, to step forward?"

In the Queen Nuwa Palace, when Nuwa heard Houtu calling her name, a trace of displeasure flashed across her face.

"Will I step forward to help them finish this?!"

Nuwa's angry voice appeared.

"Emperor Jun, out of his own greed, attempted to become a saint, stirring up boundless karma. He even dared to plot against a saint like me!"

"Now you think of me!"

Nuwa appeared again in the ancient land, looking at the ten golden crows with displeasure in her eyes.

Emperor Jun plotted and directly killed the leader of the demon cult.

He had previously exterminated the human race and almost brought Nuwa down from her saintly position.

This time, he started a war between wizards and demons without her knowledge, causing the whole world to turn upside down.

After two consecutive plots, Nuwa herself wished she could revive Di Jun and then crush him to death again!

What's more, his elder brother also died in this battle.

If she hadn't prepared in advance, Fuxi would have died completely!
"Get back to Tanggu! If you dare to step out of Tanggu again without my order, I will blame you for not remembering our friendship!"

boom!
The power of the saint exploded, directly shocking the ten golden crows back into Tang Valley.

Another series of innate restrictions appeared, completely sealing off Tanggu.

Hou Tu did not stop it when she saw this.

Nuwa was still reluctant to kill these Golden Crows, so she found various ways to protect them.

However, isn't this exactly what Daozu Guixuan arranged?

Thinking of this, Hou Tu smiled, "Sister is still so domineering!"

Nuwa snorted and turned to leave.

Seeing Nuwa leaving, the demons on the prehistoric land were stunned.

Is this because no one cares about them?

Just as they were confused, karma fell from the sky.

It descends upon every demon and witch.

All the creatures from the witch and demon races were horrified.

But what shocked them even more was yet to come.

Lines of evil energy suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.

Then, under the sacred and incredulous gazes of all the people in the prehistoric world, Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin and other eleven ancestors of the witch clan appeared in the prehistoric void.

"How can it be!!"

"Aren't they all dead? When will the dead witches be resurrected?!"

"Who are these demons fighting against?"

"..."

Shock!

Unbelievable!

Not only the billions of creatures in the ancient world couldn't believe what they saw, but the Four Sages of Xuanmen were also shocked.

Let’s not talk about the witch clan repairing and cultivating their souls, but the brutal battle just now and the scene of the quasi-saints self-destructing one after another.

Even if these ancient witches had spirits, it would be impossible for them to appear intact in the ancient times.

The demons were in despair.

After fighting for so long, all the bosses are dead, while the other side is unharmed. What's the point of fighting?

Under the incredulous gazes of billions of creatures in the prehistoric world.

Di Jiang glanced at the surviving Wu tribe, his expression was sad. There were millions of Wu tribes, but after a great war, only about 100 million were left.

This gap was difficult for the Twelve Ancestral Witches to accept.

Fortunately, their twelve ancient witch ancestors are still here, and the witch clan will prosper again sooner or later.

Thinking of this, Dijiang glanced in the direction of the North Sea and uttered softly.

"God is above. I am Emperor Jiang of the Wu Clan. I know that I have committed serious sins. From now on, the Wu Clan will transform into the Hades Clan to maintain the operation of heaven and earth. I will use the Ancestral Witch Hall as a treasure to suppress the fate of the Hades Clan!"

"Respected by the Xuan Dao Ancestor, belonging to the Earth Dao lineage, under the control of the Samsara Dao!"

"Look to heaven and learn from it!"

boom!
The way of heaven took action, and a golden light fell, descending upon all the witches.

The witch clan's body shapes changed drastically, and endless evil power permeated their bodies, transforming into the power of the underworld.

Under the excited gazes of Dijiang and other ancestor witches, traces of spiritual power began to appear in their sea of ​​consciousness!

Hou Tu nodded and said, "The Wheel of Reincarnation is still short of positions such as the Five Ghost Emperors and the Ten Yamas. Brothers, follow me into the underworld!"

A pitch-black portal appeared behind Hou Tu. Di Jiang nodded, led the surviving witches, packed up all of our clan’s belongings, and entered the underworld.

Only the demons were left looking at each other, not knowing what to do next.

Bai Ze, one of the ten great demon saints, stood in the empty heaven with a bitter look on his face.

"We lost, completely lost..."

The Demon King died and Mount Buzhou arrived.

Billions of innocent lives died, and the great saints did not immediately exterminate all the demons. This was already the greatest mercy.

But, what should the demon tribe do next?

Nuwa doesn't care, the moon is closed again, and the demon tribe has no one to lead...
"Why don't we go to the North Sea and find the demon master?"

Ji Meng beside Bai Ze suddenly said.

"The north is the territory of my demon clan. My clan was defeated in the war. Now only the demon master can lead the demon clan."

Bai Ze was stunned.

There were flashes of light in his eyes, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "Notify all the monsters to go to the North Sea! Find the monster master!"

With no other options left, this is the only way to preserve the demon race!
And now this heaven is simply not something that their demon race can occupy.

Bai Ze knew very well that the demon clan was doomed!
This heaven may soon have a new owner.

Thinking of this, he didn't delay any longer.

He endured the wounds on his body and quickly ordered all the monsters to pack up their belongings and go to the North Sea to find the monster master!
Less than three thousand years.

A considerable number of monsters in the ancient land went to the North Sea and took root in the North Sea.

Time flows.

In the blink of an eye, another era has passed.

Without any damage to the ancient land caused by fighting, heaven and earth were slowly recovering.

But as time passed, the creatures in the ancient world suddenly discovered that the originally rich innate spiritual energy was rapidly fading.

It is transforming towards acquired spiritual energy at a terrifying speed.

The power of the starlight in the vast starry sky was also weakening; after the great war, the light of the moon and the sun lasted for a period of time.

It is almost no longer able to shine upon the vast land.

It was not until this time that billions of creatures in the prehistoric world reacted.

The impact of the Lich War has just begun...

North Sea.

Zhen Yuanzi, Hong Yun, Hou Tu, and the Old Ancestor of the Styx appeared together.

Beside them are the Four Saints of Xuanmen.

The eight saints came to Fangzhang Fairy Island together as if they had made an appointment.

Zhen Yuanzi, Hou Tu and others looked at the Four Saints of Xuanmen and felt puzzled.

"Why are you guys here instead of going to see your teacher?"

Hongyun didn't understand.

Sanqing and Nuwa smiled bitterly and said, "Let's go in and talk."

"Come in, everyone."

Gui Xuan's voice suddenly appeared in their ears.

"I already know your intentions."

Looking at the eight saints in front of him, Gui Xuan said in a calm voice.

"The pillars of heaven collapsed, and the innate spiritual energy of the prehistoric land transformed into acquired spiritual energy. This is an irreversible thing, and there is nothing I can do about it."

The transformation of innate spiritual energy into acquired spiritual energy is the general trend of the universe.

It is also an irreversible damage caused to the heaven and earth after the heaven and earth are damaged.

It is difficult to return to your innate nature!
It has a huge impact on billions of lives in the prehistoric world.

From now on, practice will become more difficult.

The era when Daluo Golden Immortals are everywhere and Taiyi Golden Immortals are worse than dogs will gradually pass.

Gui Xuan had a hunch in his heart that this might be the way of heaven paving the way for the human race.

In this way, the gap between humans and other races can be narrowed.

Let the human race stand on the vast land more quickly and become the protagonist of heaven and earth.

The Great Purity Saint said, "Daozu, the teacher has already made it clear about this matter."

"We came to the North Sea this time because the witches and liches have been killing too many people and are no longer suitable to be the protagonists of the world. Before the witch-lich war, the teacher said that the protagonist of the world is the human race!"

"Please ask Daozu Guixuan for his consent."

As he spoke, Taiqing looked at Guixuan intently and with some nervousness in his heart.

The same thing happened to Nuwa standing by.

The human race is concerned about their two saintly positions, and even about the calculations between Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu.

If this person disagrees, it will be troublesome.

After all, his own teacher was beaten by the other party and now he dares not come out. If he does not agree, the specific ownership of the protagonist of this world will be subject to twists and turns again.

Amid the nervous expressions of the four of them, Gui Xuan remained calm, "I have no objection to this matter."

It doesn’t matter to him who the protagonist of the world is.

On the contrary, he also hopes that the protagonist of heaven and earth is the human race.

He also has some calculations in mind regarding the human race.

Upon hearing this, Taiqing and Nuwa were visibly relieved.

Zhen Yuanzi suddenly said, "Daozu, since the war between wizards and liches, the starry sky of the prehistoric world has been damaged. The sun and moon have lost their light, and the starlight is dim. If this continues, the prehistoric world will become dark."

"I don't know what we should do about this matter?"

These are things that Hongjun should worry about!
Gui Xuan complained in his heart.

These saints obviously regard him as their backbone.

Suddenly, Gui Xuan regretted killing Hongjun.

"I should have left him a breath of fresh air. It's not good to kill him too cleanly..."

"I have already made arrangements for this."

Point your finger.

Several figures fell from the sky and appeared on Fangzhang Island.

Looking at these figures, the eyes of the saints present lit up.

(End of this chapter)