Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

His meaning was very clear. If this continued, there would be a war between the human race and the demon race, just like the witch race and the demon race in the past. There could only be one protagonist in the prehistoric continent.

"That day is not far away." Ying Zheng said suddenly again.

Suiren was stunned and didn't understand what Ying Zheng meant.

"Holy Father, what do you mean?" Suiren asked cautiously. He didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Ying Zheng, but since it was related to the fate of the human race, he could only bite the bullet and ask.

The secret of heaven cannot be revealed, but for Ying Zheng, the heaven of the prehistoric world cannot control him, and whether he wants to speak depends on his mood. At this moment, he is in a good mood and is willing to speak.

"There are different kinds of calamities in the path of cultivation, both natural calamities and man-made calamities. Natural calamities are disasters sent from heaven, such as lightning, Yin fire, and Bifeng. If you are not careful, you will die. Man-made calamities are even more cruel. They are God using other people's hands to destroy you. If you cannot survive them, you will still die."

"In this world, if you want to grow, you have to go through disasters. Now the world is full of murderous intentions, and a great disaster is about to come."

"Please, Holy Father, save our human race!" said Suiren as he was about to kneel down again.

But this time, he couldn't kneel down. He became more and more frightened. His whole body was shaking and sweat was pouring down his forehead.

Ying Zheng didn't let him kneel, which made him even more afraid.

"Look how anxious you are, sweating all over your forehead." Ying Zheng complained helplessly.

"I...I..." Suiren was at a loss and even stuttered.

"It is a blessing, not a calamity. If it is a calamity, it cannot be avoided. This calamity cannot be avoided, and neither can the human race. We just need to actively respond to it. Perhaps, this calamity is still a blessing for the human race." Ying Zheng said leisurely.

Suiren was stunned, not quite understanding what Ying Zheng meant, but he still nodded respectfully, "Yes!"

"Hey, it's rare for me to come out for a walk, but you, a blockhead, are the one accompanying me. It's boring, let's go back!" Ying Zheng suddenly sighed, and then he disappeared in an instant.

When Ying Zheng suddenly left, Suiren was shocked, panicked, and his mind went blank.

"Holy Father, please forgive me! I..." He subconsciously wanted to defend himself, but he heard Ying Zheng's joking voice in his mind, "I'm joking with you again! You have no sense of humor! Don't be restrained in front of me! I'm going back to the Wa Palace! Come again when I have the chance!"

Suiren finally breathed a sigh of relief and quickly knelt down in the direction of the Wa Palace, "Suiren respectfully sends off the Holy Father!"

No one except Suiren and other high-ranking members of the human race knew about Ying Zheng's travels to the human race. This seemed to be just a small episode.

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The ruins of the witch clan’s temple.

This was once the location of the witch clan’s temple. The clan’s twelve ancestors once lived here, making it a holy place for the clan.

Unfortunately, the witch clan later moved to the netherworld, and the demon clan came here to plunder all valuable things and refine the earth veins, and this place became a ruin.

The Wu clan's temple had collapsed, and the statue of Pangu, the great god, had also been overturned. Pangu had died, so the statue naturally had no power to protect it.

In the past, the twelve witch ancestors guarded this place, and no one dared to act recklessly. But now, the twelve witch ancestors have all entered the netherworld, and no one cares about the statue of Pangu the Great.

After the demons plundered this place, many people from the ancient world came here one after another, wanting to try their luck and see if they could find anything valuable.

After all, this is the witch clan's holy land. The witch clan left in a hurry, so they might have missed some treasures.

Unfortunately, the demon clan had looted everything thoroughly, and those who sneaked in here got nothing.

Gradually, no one came anymore.

However, at this moment, a figure descended on the ruins of the collapsed Witch Clan Temple.

The figure was skinny and gloomy, emitting an ominous and bloody aura that was creepy.

He has a sinister and ugly appearance, which makes people afraid of him.

This person is none other than the Taoist Mosquito who was transformed from Pangu’s dirty blood!

Ever since the Witch Clan moved to the Netherworld, he had been wandering around and somehow ended up here.

He stood on the ruins of the Witch Clan's temple, scanning the ruins with a cold gaze, with a violent and cold light flashing in his eyes.

Suddenly, Taoist Mosquito seemed to sense something, and an ecstatic look instantly appeared on his face!

"Hehe! It's actually here! How unexpected! This must be God's help! It seems that my chance has finally arrived!"

"Ordinary people would never find it even if they searched this place thoroughly. But hehehe! How could you possibly hide it from my keen sense of smell!"

"The smell of blood cannot be hidden from me, Taoist Mosquito!"

Taoist Mosquito laughed strangely and muttered to himself. Then, he turned into a deep black light, piercing through the ruins on the ground and diving into the depths of the earth.

Taoist Mosquito shuttled underground for a long time and finally stopped. At this time, he was thousands of feet underground, surrounded by hard rock.

However, the ferocious smile on Taoist Mosquito's face became even more intense, "Yes, it's right in front! That's it!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared, as if he had stepped into an unknown mysterious space.

This is a small space independent of the primitive continent. It is pitch black inside and you can't see your hand in front of you.

But for Taoist Mosquito, darkness could not block his sight. Even in the darkness, he could see clearly.

When he came in, he saw a winding passage with stone walls on both sides.

The stone wall is covered with stone paintings, recording the great deeds of Pangu, the great god, in creating the world, as well as the grand occasion of the Wu clan's sacrifice to Pangu, the great god!
Skip these murals and walk along the passage until you come to a huge stone temple.

In the center of the stone hall, on a huge stone platform, there was an object placed. It was a heart taller than a mountain!
The heart had stopped beating, and the blood vessels and blood around it seemed to have solidified. But even so, an incomparably terrifying aura still emanated from this dead heart!

The horrible aura spread, and the aftermath of the aura alone was enough to suffocate people.

"Hehehe! We really found it! The heart of the great god Pangu!" Taoist Mosquito laughed wildly, his pride evident in his words.

This heart had long since perished with the death of Pangu the Great, and the blood stains on it had dried up. But even so, Taoist Mosquito could still smell the essence and blood left by Pangu the Great.

It was because of this smell of blood that he found this place!

"I never thought that this thing would still exist in the world. I never expected that those idiots of the Wu Clan would not even take this thing with them when they migrated to the Netherworld. I got it for free! Hehehe! This is truly God's will!"

Taoist Mosquito laughed wildly towards the sky, then without any hesitation, he turned into a ray of faint light and suddenly pierced into Pangu's heart!

For Taoist Mosquito, this moment is undoubtedly the beginning of a feast.

The great god Pangu had passed away for countless years, and his heart had long lost its vitality. But even so, for Taoist Mosquito, Pangu's heart and the remaining Pangu blood in it were still his supreme tonic.

He pounced on Pangu's heart and transformed into his true form - a giant blood-red mosquito.

The blood-red mosquito crouched on the huge heart that was as big as a mountain, its sharp mouthparts fiercely pierced into the heart, sucking greedily. The pure blood essence continuously flowed into the body of the Taoist Mosquito.

As Pangu's blood entered his body, Taoist Mosquito began to undergo huge and rapid changes. His body continued to expand, emitting an increasingly terrifying aura. His cultivation level was like riding a rocket, advancing at a rapid pace!
When Taoist Mosquito left the Netherworld Blood Sea, his cultivation was only at the early stage of the Golden Immortal Realm. Over the years, he wandered in the Great Desolate Continent, sucked the essence and blood of many creatures, and his cultivation gradually improved to the late stage of the Golden Immortal Realm. And now, as he absorbed the essence and blood of Pangu, in just a few breaths, Taoist Mosquito's cultivation broke through the late stage of the Golden Immortal Realm and reached the stage of great perfection.

Then, after another dozen or so breaths, he broke through again.

From the great perfection of the Golden Immortal, he entered the realm of Quasi-Saint!

Becoming a quasi-saint was so easy and simple for him.

Moreover, after Taoist Mosquito entered the Quasi-Sage realm, his cultivation did not stop growing. His cultivation was still improving at an astonishing speed!

As this process progressed, Pangu's heart in the stone hall was shrinking little by little.

Its remaining essence, blood and vast vitality are being plundered by Taoist Mosquito at an astonishing speed.

Finally, after a while, Taoist Mosquito's cultivation level broke through again! He was promoted from the early stage of Quasi Saint to the middle stage of Quasi Saint!

The mosquito lying on Pangu's heart became bigger and bigger, and as his cultivation level soared, the speed at which he absorbed it became faster and faster.

Pangu's heart shrank and dried up rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and eventually all the remaining blood and vitality were drained away, leaving only a shriveled empty shell.

At this time, Pangu's heart, which was originally as huge as a mountain, had shrunk to one tenth of its original size.

It was shriveled and dry, like a ball of black charcoal.

After completely sucking Pangu's heart dry, Taoist Mosquito broke through again! His cultivation level stood firmly at the late stage of Quasi-Sage.

It took him less than an hour to go from the late stage of Daluo Jinxian to the late stage of Quasi-Sage.

“Late Quasi-Saint stage…!”

A look of cruelty and arrogance appeared on the giant mosquito's face, and he flew down from Pangu's heart with a grin.

His body fell to the ground, his bulging abdomen pressed on the ground, as if to crush the ground. There was still a lot of pure life force in his body that he had not had time to completely digest.

After he thoroughly digests everything he has obtained from Pangu's heart, he will surely break through to the realm of Quasi-Saint Great Perfection!
At that time, he was only one step away from achieving enlightenment and becoming a saint.

"Opportunity! What a great opportunity! Hehehe!" Taoist Mosquito cheered with a sinister smile.

Due to absorbing a large amount of Pangu's blood, the originally black body of the Mosquito Taoist has turned dark red, exuding an even more ominous and terrifying aura.

However, Taoist Mosquito did not feel satisfied at this moment.

He stared at the shriveled Pangu heart in front of him, with a hint of regret and unwillingness in his eyes.

The essence, blood and vitality remaining in the Pangu heart he obtained were just the tip of the iceberg.

Most of the essence and vitality had been lost after the death of Pangu. The remaining essence was transformed into the twelve witch ancestors!

That’s right, the Wu clan all originated from the essence and blood of the great god Pangu.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are the incarnations of the blood from the heart of the great god Pangu!
"Alas, if I could devour the Twelve Ancestral Witches, I would have become a saint by now!"

Taoist Mosquito sighed, his huge body gradually shrank and finally returned to human form.

Of course, this was just his delusion.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are not easy to mess with now. Not to mention that they have all moved into the netherworld and become the Yama Palaces guarding the netherworld.

Hou Tu, one of the twelve ancient witches, has already achieved sainthood.

A saint, Mosquito Taoist dare not easily provoke him. He knows very well how terrifying a saint is.

"Below the saints, all are ants!"

Although he has reached the realm of quasi-saint great perfection, he is just a slightly larger ant.

"I must find a way to attain sainthood! Only by achieving the fruit of a saint can I be truly immortal, live as long as heaven and earth, and be free and unrestrained!" Taoist Mosquito developed an unprecedented obsession in his heart.

At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind, and that was to achieve enlightenment and become a saint.

No one doesn't want to become a saint, especially those who have cultivated to the state of quasi-saint great perfection!
But how can one attain enlightenment and become a saint?

Taoist Mosquito’s thoughts were racing.

Unlike the past, there are many saints in today's prehistoric world!
"Let's not talk about how Patriarch Hongjun attained enlightenment for now. Goddess Nuwa created humans out of clay, and because of the merits of creating humans, she attained enlightenment and became a saint."

"Among the Three Pure Ones, Laozi founded the religion of mankind and became a saint because of his merits in establishing the religion. The same is true for the other two."

"The enlightenment and sainthood of these people are all related to the human race... the human race..."

Some thoughts flashed through Taoist Mosquito’s mind, but the next moment, the word “God” emerged and he shuddered violently.

"Don't act recklessly, don't act recklessly! How can you provoke that existence!"

Even the two saints of the West were killed by him, and the innate gods and demons of chaos outside the domain, whose cultivation was unfathomable, also died in his hands. If he were to provoke such a monster, he would undoubtedly be courting death!
What's the use of being a saint? In front of that man, saints are nothing.

"No, we must not provoke the human race. Provoking the human race is provoking that existence." Taoist Mosquito thought to himself.

"If the human race is not capable of this, then..." Taoist Mosquito pondered.

Soon, a tyrannical light flashed in his eyes!
"If the human race doesn't work, then let's go with the demon race!"

In the present-day prehistoric continent, the demon race is in power! The demon race is the protagonist of the prehistoric continent, and the human race and other races are just supporting roles, not even qualified to be the supporting role of the demon race.

"Demon clan!" A ray of cruelty flashed in Taoist Mosquito's eyes.

Soon, as if on a whim, he understood his own method of attaining enlightenment!

He wanted to seize the luck of the demon race! He wanted to use the luck of the entire demon race to prove his truth and become a saint!
"The demon clan, huh, they may seem powerful, but in fact they have no saints to back them up. Although Nuwa is also a demon clan, the demon clan has already offended her. She doesn't care about the life or death of the demon clan at all!"

"As for the other saints, there is no need to make things difficult for me!"

"Demon clan! My path to becoming a saint has been decided! Hehehehe!"

After making up his mind, Taoist Mosquito laughed strangely, and his figure turned into a ray of blood light and rushed out of this space, leaving only Pangu's heart, which was as shriveled as coal ash, in the hall.

After Taoist Mosquito sucked Pangu's heart dry, he left this secret space.

When he walked out of this space, he was immediately sensed by the Heavenly Dao of the prehistoric world, and the heavenly calamity came in an instant.

"Heavenly calamity? Humph!" Taoist Mosquito snorted arrogantly. Instead of hiding, he turned into a light of blood and soared into the sky.

Boom! Snap! (End of this chapter)