Primordial Era: I, Emperor Donghua, establish the Immortal Court

Chapter 44 The Sword of Slaughter, the Great Calamity of Humanity

over nine days.

Hongjun is working hard to refine the Heavenly Dao.

But how could he not be alarmed by such a major event happening down here?

He instantly stopped refining and looked down in astonishment.

In an instant, he realized that the Queen Mother of the West had also successfully attained enlightenment without relying on the Primordial Purple Qi!

Hongjun was dumbfounded.

"How is that possible? I was somewhat prepared that Donghua could attain enlightenment, but this Queen Mother of the West not only lacks talent, but also doesn't possess the Primordial Purple Qi. How could she attain enlightenment? Moreover, she attained it by severing her three corpses, making her similar to me?"

"Impossible, that makes no sense at all!"

High above, Hongjun took two steps back.

The Queen Mother of the West's attainment of enlightenment has completely exceeded his expectations.

"In this primordial world, Donghua should be the only exception."

"But does Donghua possess the potential to make others stand out?"

Hongjun muttered to himself, a guess forming in his mind.

Only this one reason can explain the strange event of the Queen Mother of the West attaining enlightenment.

This almost horrified him.

The Eastern King Duke had long been beyond his control, and now the Western Queen Mother had transcended again. He knew that if he delayed any longer, the outcome would be uncertain.

Looking at the Heavenly Dao Core, which he had spent nearly 100,000 years without being able to refine even a trace of, he made up his mind at this moment.

No longer daring to be negligent, he transformed into an illusion and merged into the core of the Heavenly Dao, beginning the process of merging with the Dao that he had been hesitating about.

East Kunlun.

The Three Pure Ones immediately convened a grand assembly of sages.

The Queen Mother of the West's renewed enlightenment brought them immense pressure.

They must unite.

However, sages are not allowed to directly interfere with the grand scheme of things in the primordial world.

Therefore, they invited Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi as well, to be their pawns.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the Demon Court also pledged allegiance to the Three Pure Ones.

Without a sage, they themselves would probably not last a second under the torrent of the Eastern King Duke.

Emperor Donghuang and Emperor Jun exchanged a glance, then looked at the Three Pure Ones and spoke.

"Three sages, the Heavenly Court's momentum is now unstoppable, while our Demon Court is in grave danger. We aspire to dominate the primordial world and seize its destiny, but we are thwarted by the Witch Clan. Is there any way to break this deadlock?"

The Three Pure Ones understood perfectly, having already guessed that the two would ask this question.

Of course, they wouldn't act rashly, otherwise it would not only lower their status but also cause controversy, leading the Eastern King to take action.

Then, Yuanshi cleared his throat and answered.

"I have a method that can break the great formation of the Witch Clan and slay the true body of Pangu."

"How?!"

Emperor Donghuang and Emperor Jun's eyes gleamed as they stared intently at Yuanshi.

Immediately, Yuanshi raised his arms and pointed out with one finger.

The blueprint for a supreme weapon of slaughter had already entered Di Jun's mind.

"The Witch-Slaying Sword... What a treasure! What a treasure!"

"With this sword, there is no need to worry about the so-called witch clan; heaven and earth will be within our grasp."

Di Jun was overjoyed and immediately knelt down, expressing his gratitude repeatedly.

The Three Pure Ones smiled slightly.

As long as the Demon Court grows stronger, the corresponding Heavenly Court will inevitably be on the verge of decline. This is a struggle over the Great Dao, and without the intervention of the Sages, this is the most ingenious way to break the deadlock.

Soon, Emperor Dongdi Jun took his leave and began preparing to forge the incredibly profound Witch-Slaying Sword.

This refining method is extremely cruel, requiring the wronged souls of hundreds of millions of humans to reach perfection and achieve the effect of slaying the Ancestral Witch!

Thus, the Demon Court prepared to launch an attack on the human race.

Although the demon race did not publicize this news, it still reached the ears of Nuwa in the outer heavens.

"The demon race intends to slaughter humans to forge the Witch-Slaying Sword?"

As the creator of humankind, Nuwa had a premonition that humankind was about to encounter a great calamity.

"No, I created the human race myself, how can you control it at will!"

Nuwa gritted her teeth, her beautiful eyes clearly showing her unwillingness.

"I need to tell Donghua about this."

Nuwa murmured, and then her figure disappeared from the spot.

Soon, she appeared in the Heavenly Court.

"The Goddess Nuwa?"

Dongwanggong sensed it instantly and came to Nuwa's side.

"What brings you to the Heavenly Court?"

The Eastern King asked in confusion.

He was focused on crafting the Coffin of Burial Heaven when Nuwa's sudden appearance disturbed him.

"Fellow Daoist Donghua, I have something to tell you," Nuwa said softly, bowing slightly.

"Your Majesty, please speak."

Dongwanggong waved his hand and laughed.

Nuwa then told Dongwanggong about the Wu tribe's plan to slaughter the human race, forge the Wu-slaying Sword, annihilate the Wu tribe, and seize the destiny of the primordial world.

Clearly, this matter is of paramount importance to the Heavenly Court as well.

However, upon hearing this, the Eastern King nodded slightly and said indifferently.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, it's not a big problem."

"Can…."

Nuwa spoke, as if she wanted to say something more.

However, they were stopped by the Eastern King.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, if I say it's not a big problem, then it's not a big problem."

Nuwa was worried, but seeing the Eastern King's expression, she realized he was confident, so she stopped talking, took her leave, and returned to the Heavenly Realm.

Watching Nuwa's departing figure, Dongwanggong shrugged.

Just kidding, he's currently refining the Burial Coffin, he doesn't have time to worry about these things.

Once he refines the Heavenly Burial Coffin, it will all be a piece of cake.

What kind of demon court saint is this?

Bring it to you!

Leaving a divine thought behind in the human territory, Dongwanggong returned to his residence. Looking at the Burial Coffin, which exuded a chilling aura, he grinned and continued to refine it with gritted teeth.

This Heavenly Burial Coffin is a supreme treasure of the Great Dao, which cannot be refined without attaining enlightenment.

If he hadn't already reached the fourth level of the Dao Realm, he would probably have trembled all over and fainted just from refining it.

Of course, he can now refine some of it and use some of its power.

Dong Wanggong buried himself in his work, focusing intently on the refining process.

Time flew by, and the Demon Court, having completed its assembly, began its journey towards the human race.

This also signifies that the great human race has begun its great undertaking.

At this time, the human race had just begun to develop into tribes under the leadership of Suiren and Youchao.

Humanity is weak and struggles to survive in the cracks.

Besides the sheer number of people, even a few random Great Luo Golden Immortals from the demon race could be easily crushed.

This time, apart from Fuxi not intervening because he was unwilling to kill the race created by his sister, the Demon Court mobilized almost its entire force.

Humanity was instantly engulfed in bloodshed, with countless deaths and injuries.

Blood flowed like rivers across the land.

"No...no...uh!"

"Someone, please save us!"

A deafening roar and mournful cry filled the entire primordial land.

In the Heavenly Court, the Eastern King Duke, who had already begun to refine the Burial Coffin, immediately sensed the impending calamity for the human race.

He frowned, immediately left the pass, and gazed into the distance, thousands of miles away.

The human territory was a scene of carnage, a horrific sight.

"Demon Court, Demon Court, you really will stop at nothing to forge the Sword of Slaughtering Witches."

Dong Wanggong sneered, and with a flash, headed towards the scene.

Human territory.

At this time, the three great ancestors, Youchao, Suiren, and Ziyi, were leading the entire human race in exile.

There was no way to win; we simply couldn't beat them.

Meanwhile, the demon army relentlessly pursued and killed, leaving countless humans bleeding and corpses scattered everywhere.

Soon, the demon army surrounded the human race.

"Trying to run? Where to run?"

The demon saint Jiuying, with a ferocious expression, slowly approached.

The three progenitors, their eyes bloodshot, held long spears and stood ready for battle, taking a defensive stance.

"The Demon Court has harmed our human race without cause; this is an irreconcilable enmity, and we will surely avenge it in the future!"

Upon hearing this, Jiuying gave a sinister smile.

"Revenge? Hahahaha."

"Today is the day your human race perishes, so what talk of revenge?"

Jiuying made the first move, followed closely by several Great Luo Golden Immortals of the demon race!

Its terrifying power was like the end of the world.

The three progenitors looked despair and were filled with resentment.

A pair of large, golden hands blocked the way for the human race.

The attacks of several Great Luo Golden Immortals, including Jiuying, all struck it, but they themselves were severely injured and sent flying.

(End of this chapter)