The Primordial Era: The Mythical Path Beginning with the Jie Sect

Chapter 42 The Great Calamity of Humanity Begins, and the Witch Clan's Response

The ancient human race also faced the greatest calamity since their birth.

Countless demons descended from the sky, attacking various human tribes.

Although the human race has developed over the years and its population base is quite large, the individual strength is not very strong. It is still the race at the bottom of the myriad races in the prehistoric world. However, because of its relationship with the two saints, other races generally do not deliberately target the human race, which allows the human race to develop.

The demon race was one of the overlords of the primordial world. At this time, only the witch race could contend with the demon race in the primordial world.

The two are not even in the same league. Whether in terms of numbers or strength, the human race is no match for the demon race. They are nothing more than fish on the demon race's chopping board, objects to be slaughtered at will!

In various human tribes, countless shrill screams rang out as humans, filled with fear and despair, perished in the slaughter by the demon race.

After slaughtering the human tribes, these ferocious and terrifying demons piled up the corpses of the dead humans, extracted their essence blood, and handed it over to the demon generals before flying off to the next human tribe.

As for the shriveled corpses, they were left on the ruins of the tribe. These desiccated corpses, devoid of vital essence, were not even worth the appetite of the demon soldiers of the demon race, and could only be eaten by the unintelligent wild beasts nearby.

After the demons left, the tribe was filled with resentment, white bones, and despair. The resentful souls of the humans wandered here, making it seem like a living hell.

Fuxi stood high in the sky, gazing at this scene. He sighed, unfolded the Map of Mountains and Rivers, and collected these wronged souls.

Although he was somewhat reluctant, this was a moment concerning the life and death of the demon race, and he would not, and could not, be soft-hearted!
If we can win the war against the Lich King and bring these wronged souls back to Nuwa's Palace, it won't be difficult for my sister to work hard to create new bodies to revive them. We can then give them some compensation.

As for losing? The demon race may cease to exist then, so let's leave it all to my sister's wishes!
A resolute glint flashed in Fuxi's eyes as he followed behind the demons, collecting the wronged souls of the human race.

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"Are the demon race slaughtering humans? And what kind of witch-slaying sword are they forging?"

Dijiang was somewhat taken aback. The human race was such a weak race, yet the demon race had forged a so-called witch-slaying sword. There was no need to say anything; just from the name, one could tell it was aimed at their witch race. But the human race was the Houtu race. Would such a sword be of any use?

"Lord Ancestral Witch, this is absolutely true. The essence blood of the human race does indeed have a restraining effect on our physical bodies. Look!"

The burly shaman revealed a small wound on his chest, but a peculiar power was preventing it from healing.

Dijiang and the other ancestral witches looked over, and upon seeing this, they frowned.

"This is what happened after I was discovered. I fought with Fei Lian of the demon race and was injured by a spiritual treasure he made by sacrificing human blood essence. Human blood essence does indeed restrain our witch race's physical body. It can not only easily break through our body's defenses, but also prevent our body from healing itself."

Originally, Fei Lian and I were on similar levels, or even I had a slight advantage, since it was difficult for him to break through my physical body. However, after he used human blood essence to refine the spiritual treasure, it became easy for him to cause me harm.

However, it only caused me one injury, and that was it.

I don't know if this is a one-time thing, or if it's because there isn't enough human blood essence.

Kuafu recounted in detail how he was injured so that the ancestral shaman could consider it.

Dijiang and the others gathered around Kuafu and studied him for a while before waving for Kuafu to leave.

"Brother, what do you suggest we do? We can't just stand by and watch the demon race forge such a weapon that can counter us! If war breaks out again, who knows how many of our Wu clan's men will die!"

Zhu Rong, the fiery ancestor of fire, immediately started shouting.

"What are you yelling about? Can't you see everyone is trying to come up with a solution? Why are you the only one getting impatient?!" As someone whose element is countered by another element, and who also has a bad temper, the Water Ancestral Witch Gonggong immediately reprimanded loudly.

Zhu Rong glared at her, ready to argue again.

boom!boom!
Zhu Rong and Gong Gong were sent flying, crashing heavily into the wall of the Pangu Temple.

"You two bastards, don't you even know what time it is? Instead of trying to find a solution, you're just causing trouble for our older brother and the others."

A wild female warrior, radiating an icy aura, raised her small fist and loudly reprimanded Zhu Rong and Gong Gong.

This is none other than Xuanming, the Ancestral Witch of Ice. Like Houtu, she is one of only two female Ancestral Witches and is also loved and protected by Dijiang and others, who usually give way to her.

Xuanming is different from Houtu. Because Houtu is the ancestral witch of earth, the turbid energy of the earth has the least influence on her. Therefore, Houtu has the best temper among the ancestral witches. Of course, this only applies to normal times. If she reveals her true form as an ancestral witch in battle, then you will know how fierce and powerful the ancestral witch of earth is.

Xuanming is different. Like Dijiang and the others, he was also affected by the turbid energy of the earth and was spoiled by Dijiang and the others. His temper was even more fiery than that of Zhurong, Gonggong and the others. In contrast, his strength was also among the top of the Ancestral Witches.

Zhu Rong and Gong Gong scrambled to their feet in a disheveled state, and Zhu Rong couldn't help but roar angrily.

“Xuanming, you… are right. We did disturb our elder brother’s thinking. Let’s not talk anymore.”

There was nothing he could do; his beloved little sister stood beside Xuanming, whispering words of comfort to him, her eyes fixed on their side.

If Xuanming, whom we have just appeased, is angered again, it will probably end up as a two-on-one situation. Of course, it could also be ten against two, since Gonggong should also be an accomplice.

Although Zhu Rong had a fiery temper, he wasn't stupid; he was just admitting defeat, especially since it was one of his own.

With Zhu Rong backing down, the farce came to an end, and the Ancestral Witches began to discuss their plans.

"Brother, let's just start a war with the demon race! That way they won't have the energy to work on the Witch-Slaying Sword," Qiang Liang said.

“No! Starting a war directly might draw out Hongjun. After all, the Ten Yuan Hui period hasn’t arrived yet. Although we are reluctant to admit it, our Wu Clan is indeed no match for that Dao Ancestor Hongjun,” Zhu Jiuyin retorted.

"Second brother, you're not afraid of dying, are you?!" Uh, no need to ask, this is another master of courting death, Zhu Rong.

boom!
Boom!
Poor Zhu Rong was hanging on the wall again, this time much heavier than when Xuan Ming was hanging there. After all, Zhu Jiuyin's strength was comparable to Di Jiang's, and the power of time was not to be underestimated.

The other Ancestral Witches glanced at it and then looked away, as they were already used to it.

"If we can't go to war with the demon race, what should we do?" Jumang asked.

"Kill the demon race! Preempt the demon race from collecting their essence blood!"

Di Jiang's eyes flashed with a fierce light as he spoke with unwavering resolve.

"Brother, you mustn't!"

(End of this chapter)