Create a world of low martial arts from ancient times

The unusual behavior of Gonggong, the ancestral shaman, triggered a series of chain reactions.

First, there was the reboot and reconstruction of the universe. This time, the Sea of ​​Bitterness was renewed and returned to its original state. This was a necessary measure, since the Sea of ​​Bitterness had been taken away by Gonggong.

Secondly, the spectacular scene of Gonggong, the ancestral witch, crashing into the prehistoric world attracted the attention of the demon race's heavenly court.

Donghuang charged straight in with the Donghuang Bell, but upon seeing the assembled saints, he had to restrain his arrogance.

"Fellow Daoists, have you gathered here because of some great event that threatens the primordial world?" Di Jun appeared closely following Donghuang, and then a group of Great Luo Immortals from the demon race arrived one after another.

This statement is an exaggeration, but it shows that the Heavenly Emperor was dissatisfied.

However, Donghuang had already noticed that each of the Great Luo Wuji present possessed a Donghuang Bell.

"???"

"Fellow Daoists, what's going on?" With a thought, Donghuang took away a Donghuang Bell imprint, which landed in front of him and quickly turned into ashes.

Caught red-handed, the Great Luo Wuji were a little flustered, but none of them were thick-skinned, and they immediately acted as if nothing had happened.

"Hmph, we who practice the Dao are destined to suppress someone on a certain day." Di Jiang snorted coldly and stepped forward.

Di Jun didn't even bother to glance at him, but simply bowed towards the direction of the saints: "Do you saints also intend to uphold the justice of the Wu tribe?"

He was truly furious, otherwise the Heavenly Emperor wouldn't have said such a thing.

The three Celestial Venerables did not respond. They had always ignored the struggle between the Lich and Demon factions. Only their disciples had contact with the Lich and Demon factions. As for the two Western Saints, they were the ones the Lich and Demon factions had always tried to win over.

The Heavenly Court promised the two Western Saints many good things, but unfortunately, they never agreed, showing no intention of leaving the Western Land.

The Heavenly Emperor was somewhat anxious upon seeing all the Sages and the vast majority of the Great Luo and Limitless beings in the Primordial World present, but he was not particularly angry, which is why he asked that question.

When the Heavenly Emperor asked this question, all the sages had no choice but to answer. After all, He was the Heavenly Emperor, and in a sense, He was more orthodox than the Witch Clan, and could be considered the supreme being in the prehistoric world.

Dijiang opened his mouth as if to interrupt, but Houtu stopped him. After all, this was the Heavenly Emperor "questioning" the Sage, so the Wu Clan should not interfere. They should just observe from the sidelines. If the Demon Clan did this, they might actually be able to push the Sage's attitude toward the Wu Clan.

However, Di Jun realized that there was a problem with his language and immediately corrected himself, saying, "The actions of the Wu Clan may harm the balance of the prehistoric world. I urge all the sages to reconsider."

A profound silence descended upon the chaos. Although there was no concept of time or space here, with so many great figures present, time and space had long lost their meaning. Concepts and non-concepts were all within their observation. A single thought arose and vanished, and all paths were born and vanished.

But people always measure their time in the chaos by the passage of time in the primordial era.

Therefore, according to Luo Zu's observation, after about a moment, the Sage Zhunti responded: "We have gathered here because of this world."

There's no need for any preamble; just give the answer directly.

A sage's heart is not so narrow; he will not harbor resentment because of a mistake in a word or two.

The idea that sages hold grudges is nothing more than a joke by some unnamed ancient beings.

As the Sage Zhunti answered, the Heavenly Emperor Donghuang and all the Great Luo Wuji of the demon race observed the strange new universe that was falling into chaos, where time, space and matter were being reshaped.

"What is this...?" The Heavenly Emperor asked, puzzled.

What puzzled Him even more was the hidden mystery within this universe—the Dao Venerable!
The Dao Ancestor! The Heavenly Emperor was astonished.

Not the Dao Ancestor? Many doubts arose in the Heavenly Emperor's mind.

He then realized that this Daoist Venerable was merely a projection of the Daoist Ancestor, but the fact that the projection had descended here explained the reason why the sages had graced this place.

But now another problem arises: how could He and the demon race be unaware of the strange gathering of so many Great Luo Immortals and Ancestral Witches? The demon race's intelligence system has serious problems.

Although the Great Luo Limitless is beyond the reach of those demon gods who monitor the primordial world and the multiverse, it is not a problem to make various guesses and reports from some small details.

He also thought of his eldest sons, the Golden Crow Princes, who patrolled the heavens every day. Their mission was not only to gather the general trends of the world, but also to monitor the primordial land. But where did they monitor?
They were unaware that so many Great Luo Limitless beings had gathered here.

But the Heavenly Emperor remained calm. How could He blame the various demon gods for such a matter? Moreover, He himself also bore responsibility. Although He had been shifting the strategic focus of the demon race from the multiverse of mountains and seas back to the primordial world, He still devoted more of his attention to the mountains and seas.

This also caused Him to reduce His oversight of the primordial world and pay less attention to the entire chaos.

While the Heavenly Emperor was reflecting, the universe had already been completely reshaped.

"Hmm?" The Eastern Emperor beside the Heavenly Emperor showed a strange expression.

What?! The Dao Ancestor is my father?!

No, it's Grandpa?!
That's not right either, am I still the Dao Ancestor's biological son?

When Donghuang saw this "unofficial history," he felt as if a heart was about to grow inside him, and it started jumping around and beating faster.

Looking at the composed "Daoist Venerable," he seemed to have no objection whatsoever.

Of course, this idea only lingered in my mind for a moment before quickly fading into nothingness.

He was more concerned about the changes that followed; the Eastern Emperor of this realm had "died."

Who is the Jade Emperor? Why does he resemble my elder brother? The Eastern Emperor felt even more puzzled.

Moreover, if the elder brother is the Jade Emperor, then His background is far too bizarre.

Such a being perished in the Primordial Era, and the process was even more tortuous and bizarre.

"Brother, there are many strange things about this world," Donghuang secretly transmitted to himself.

The Heavenly Emperor was naturally aware of this, and He quickly found His place, but His heart remained calm and undisturbed.

"But when did Jiufeng become a demon?" Demon Master Kunpeng pointed out a key question.

Therefore, we know that there is no witch race in this world, only many innate saints, while the witch race has disappeared without a trace.

"It seems this world isn't bad after all." The Golden Crow, transformed from the Eastern Emperor, revealed a slight smile.

"But the human race took center stage."

The demon race observed the entire universe from top to bottom and front to back.

"Fellow Daoists, you are all currently fulfilling your duties in this realm. How can we be concerned about our own safety?" the Heavenly Emperor said leisurely.

All the Great Luo Immortals were considering withdrawing at this moment. If the demon race joined, this world would inevitably fall into a situation of struggle between the witches and demons.

But then they thought again: if the liches and demons were to rise up in a struggle for supremacy again, then they would join forces with the human race. In the past, when the demons wreaked havoc on the land, the human race emerged victorious. Why not help the human race win again this time?

Since that's the case, all you Great Luo Immortals and Quasi-Saints agreed.

Meng Qi has now returned to his "save point". (End of Chapter)