Chapter 87 The characteristics of the human race and Di Jun’s decision.

Chen Qing looked in the direction of Jin'ao Island and saw that the Dharma image had disappeared. He no longer waited, but went directly to the prehistoric world, intending to travel around the prehistoric world first and then return to his own Taoist temple.

After Chen Qing made the decision, he no longer waited, but headed towards the ancient world.

At the same time, another scene appeared in heaven.

The Emperor of Heaven, Di Jun, sat high on the imperial throne, looking at a demon saint from the demon clan below with a questioning look in his eyes.

"Yellow Wind Demon Saint, is what you just said true? Can the flesh and blood of the human race help improve the cultivation of my demon race's men?"

Below, the kneeling Yellow Wind Demon Saint heard Di Jun’s question, immediately nodded and answered.

"Report to the Heavenly Emperor, this is indeed true. The flesh of the human race can help our demon race to improve their cultivation, and the blood of the human race can even break the true body of the witch race."

"When the little demon under my command fought with the little witch of the Wu Clan, it was because his weapon had been soaked in the blood of the human race. He used this weapon to fight with the little witch, and he easily broke through the true body of the little witch of the Wu Clan and killed him."

"I saw this with my own eyes, it cannot be false."

When Di Jun heard this, his eyes lit up and he began to think.

Although the human race is weak, it is of great importance, and there are several saints behind it.

The human race was created by the Saint Nuwa, but the Supreme Saint established a great religion among the human race. If he massacred humans on a large scale, he would have to consider whether it would cause dissatisfaction among the two.

If they cause dissatisfaction among the saints, then they in heaven will suffer.

However, now it is almost the million years that Hongjun Daozu mentioned. If we can condense a weapon with the blood of the human race at this moment, and this weapon can destroy the true body of the ancestor witch during the war between witches and demons, we will surely achieve a great victory.

Unexpectedly, the true body of the witch clan's ancestor was destroyed. What capital do they have to fight with the demon clan again?

Thinking of this, Di Jun's face became solemn, with divine light shining in his eyes, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

"Yellow Wind Demon Saint, you go down first. This emperor knows."

Upon hearing this, the Yellow Wind Demon Saint bowed to Di Jun and then slowly retreated.

After they left, Emperor Jun looked at Donghuang Taiyi and Fuxi standing beside him.

"I think this is credible. The Yellow Wind Demon Saint is a Golden Immortal of my demon clan. He is loyal to my demon clan. I admire him very much. I even gave him a rare innate spiritual medicine to help him improve his cultivation."

"If we can refine a weapon that can destroy the Ancestral Witch's true body before the war between witches and liches as the Yellow Wind Demon Saint said, then what do our demon race have to worry about in this war? The Ancestral Witch's true body has been destroyed, what else do we need to worry about?"

Donghuang Taiyi listened to Di Jun's words and nodded.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with the human race, and he didn't care at all.

For him, only the strong can arouse his interest.

When Fuxi heard this, there was worry in his eyes. He looked at Di Jun and spoke slowly.

"Emperor Jun, where are Saint Nuwa and Saint Taishang?"

When Emperor Jun heard what Fuxi said, a smile appeared on his face.

"I will personally go to Saint Nuwa and Saint Taishang to discuss the matter and obtain their consent."

After hearing this, Fuxi did not ask any more questions and could only nod.

Di Jun looked outside the Lingxiao Palace with a thoughtful look in his eyes, wondering how many humans he had to kill before he could condense a weapon that could cut through the true body of the Ancestral Witch.

After Di Jun pondered for a while, he stood up and headed towards Nuwa Emperor Heaven, ready to meet Nuwa Saint and tell her about this matter. After all, Nuwa Saint was the Nuwa Emperor of the demon race, and as long as he explained the importance of the matter seriously, Nuwa Saint would definitely agree.

Inside the Wa Palace, Saint Nuwa already knew about this. At this moment, she frowned, with helplessness in her eyes.

Di Jun came to Wahuangtian, looked at the closed door, waited for a long time, then shook his head helplessly and went towards Shouyang Mountain where Taishang Laozi was.

After a while, Di Jun arrived. Looking at the two boys, Jinjiao and Yinjiao, standing on both sides of the gate, he frowned.

"I am the Heavenly Emperor Di Jun. I wonder if the Supreme Saint is among you?"

After hearing this, the boy with golden horns and the boy with silver horns looked at Di Jun and then shook their heads.

"The master is in seclusion, please go back, Emperor Tian."

When Emperor Jun heard this, he looked into the palace, frowned, and after thinking for a while, he returned to the heaven.

After Emperor Jun returned to heaven, he thought about the actions of Saint Nuwa and Saint Taishang, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

At this moment, he had already ordered the demon army to set off towards the prehistoric land, ready to start slaughtering the human race.

Following Emperor Jun's order, the demon army began to truly slaughter the human race on the prehistoric land.

Countless human tribes were broken through and ruthlessly slaughtered by the demon army.

As countless human beings were slaughtered, countless human souls and blood were sent to heaven.

Of course, this massacre was only on a small scale. He did not dare to kill wantonly. It was just a small-scale massacre. After obtaining the souls and blood of the human race, he began to refine weapons.

After refining the weapon, he directly found a team of witches and attacked them.

He did not use any magic power, nor did he use any magical powers. He just relied on the weapon in his hand to break the true body of the witch clan.

He looked at the moment when the witch's real body was broken by the weapon, the joy in his eyes could not be concealed, and his face was filled with great joy.

He had always been struggling to figure out how to uncover the true form of the Ancestral Witch, but he could not find a solution. But at this moment, he finally got the answer.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches specialized in cultivating their physical bodies, and their physical bodies were so strong that they were rarely matched in the entire prehistoric world.

Even saints dare not assert that their physical strength is stronger than that of the Ancestral Witch. This shows how powerful the Ancestral Witch's physical strength is.

At this moment, Di Jun had a way to break the body of the Ancestral Witch, so how could he not be happy?

However, thinking that the human race was created by the saint Nuwa and that Laozi established the human religion among the human race, he felt a little distressed.

He has not yet received the consent of Saint Nuwa and Saint Taishang. If he carries out a large-scale massacre, he might offend the two Eastern saints. Then, the two saints will blame him and the demon clan will have a hard time.

But when he thought about defeating the Witch Clan and leading the Demon Clan to unify the ancient world, he decided to test the two saints.

To his surprise, he went to the two saints' temple again, but still failed to see the two saints.

Di Jun guessed in his heart that perhaps this matter was too difficult to decide. After all, it was a bit difficult to ask the two saints to make a decision, so he just assumed that the two saints agreed.

Emperor Jun thought very clearly that as long as he did not exterminate the human race, even if the two saints blamed him, the punishment would not be too severe.

This time, he wanted to refine a treasure that could destroy the Ancestral Witch's physical body, the Witch-Slaying Sword.

Di Jun even thought of a name for the magic weapon, which was designed to defeat the true form of the Ancestral Witch.

(End of this chapter)