Primordial Era: Oh no, the Witch Clan has produced a genius!

Chapter 48 The Battle Between Immortals and Demons Begins; Hongjun Schemes Against Humanity

The reason why the Six-Eared Macaque also appeared on Taiyin Star was mainly because Xuan Tian was somewhat worried about the two sisters.

Di Jun and Tai Yi are not in good shape right now. If they act recklessly, Xi He and her sister might not be a match for them.

But things are different with the Six-Eared Macaque.

Although he might not be a match for the two, the Six-Eared Macaque was able to help Xihe and her sister escape, which was the main reason why Xuantian sent the Six-Eared Macaque to Taiyin Star to protect Xihe and Changxi.

When Xihe and the others returned to Buzhou Mountain, Xuantian and the Ancestral Witches had also returned.

Houtu remained in the Underworld, as the Underworld is newly established and still needs her to oversee it.

"You're back!" Upon seeing Xihe and her sister, Xuantian naturally embraced them.

"Yes!" The two of them nodded.

"You should set up your cave dwellings on Shouyang Mountain for now. I will also set up a cave dwelling on Shouyang Mountain later. Liu Er, you should also set up a cave dwelling on Shouyang Mountain when you have time."

"Yes, Master!" The Six-Eared Macaque nodded.

As for why, he didn't ask. Since his master had made this arrangement, there must be a reason for it. He just needed to do it.

Chaos, Purple Cloud Palace.

"It's all in chaos, everything's in chaos," Hongjun muttered to himself, frowning.

He had previously manipulated the Eastern King Duke to fight against the Ancestral Witches, and was originally planning to find a time to scheme against them. However, before he could make a move, the ten-thousand-year period had arrived.

Now that nine of the ten little golden crows have died, the final battle between the immortal and demon races can no longer be postponed. However, the ancestral witches have not yet entered the arena, which is not the result that Hongjun wanted to see.

The only key factor that can get the Ancestral Witches to join the decisive battle between the Immortal and Demon races is the Human race.

Thinking of this, Hongjun began to calculate with his fingers. When he calculated that a group of humans had actually settled on the shore of the East Sea, a smile appeared on his lips.

At this moment, on the East Sea, Di Jun and Tai Yi, leading their army of demons, had arrived at the location of the Celestial Court.

"You killed my child! You bullied my demon race! I, the Emperor, will fight you to the death!" Di Jun said coldly, looking at the Eastern King Duke in front of the Celestial Court.

At this moment, Di Jun's aura was strange, or rather, unstable. Sometimes he was at the peak of Quasi-Saint, and sometimes he surpassed the peak of Quasi-Saint and reached another realm. But this realm was definitely not that of a Saint. If we had to define it, it would be more appropriate to call him a Sub-Saint.

"Hmph! It's not certain who will die!" Dong Wanggong said coldly.

"Kill!" The Celestial Court then launched the first attack.

The densely packed celestial soldiers rushed towards the demon race. Upon seeing this, Kunpeng roared and led the demon army to charge towards the celestial soldiers of the Celestial Court.

After the two clashed, blood splattered everywhere, severed limbs flew everywhere, and colorful immortal and demonic powers mingled with the impact.

The sea was churned up with towering waves due to the great war between the immortals and demons, and countless sea creatures were caught in the crossfire and lost their lives.

Upon seeing this, the Dragon King of the East Sea quickly dispatched people to relocate the sea creatures within the area of ​​the battle between immortals and demons. As for those who had already died, they could only blame their bad luck.

In the Zixiao Palace, there is a water mirror in front of Hongjun, and the scene reflected in the mirror is the battle between the immortals and demons of the East Sea.

"That's enough! It's time to let them rest." Looking at the intense conflict between the immortal and demon races, Hongjun muttered to himself.

After saying this, Hongjun waved his hand, and a beam of white light flew out of Zixiao Palace.

After the white light flew out of Zixiao Palace, it went straight to the battlefield of the war between immortals and demons, and transformed into countless beams of light that flew into the bodies of the immortal and demon races.

The murderous intent and hatred in the hearts of everyone who received this white light gradually subsided, even Di Jun and Dong Wang Gong were no exception.

"Retreat first!" Suddenly, at a certain moment, Dijun said to Taiyi beside him.

Tai nodded slightly.

Just as the demon race was retreating, Dong Wanggong did not take the opportunity to pursue them. Instead, he also retreated, which puzzled everyone who was watching the war between immortals and demons.

"What's going on?" Xuan Tian was also puzzled.

In the previous great battle, the overall strength of the demon race was higher than that of the celestial court. Although the celestial court had the help of veteran quasi-saints, their self-identity was always Di Jun, so this had nothing to do with their overall combat strength.

Therefore, there must be something fishy about the demon race's withdrawal. Not only is there something fishy about the demon race, but there is something fishy about the Celestial Court as well.

Given the Celestial Court's usual practices, they would definitely have seized the opportunity of the demon race's withdrawal to pursue and take a serious bite. However, the Celestial Court withdrew its troops at the same time as the demon race. Xuan Tian would never believe there was no foul play involved.

"It's not something an ordinary person could do to make the immortal and demon races, who have fought so fiercely, withdraw their troops!" Xuan Tian frowned and thought to himself.

Suddenly, a name appeared in Xuan Tian's mind: Hongjun!

If we're talking about who else in the primordial world could make the immortal and demon races withdraw their troops, it would only be Hongjun; no other saint could do it.

But what exactly does Hongjun want to do? He would never do this without a reason. For beings like them, every decision they make has a certain logic.

"Wait! Could they be plotting against my Wu clan?" Suddenly, Xuan Tian thought of a possibility.

Xuan Tian thought this way because of the previous battle with Dong Wang Gong, which started strong but ended weakly.

In fact, Xuan Tian had already guessed that Dong Wang Gong was being controlled by Hong Jun when he was fighting him, but he didn't think about it in detail at the time. Now it seems that he was probably testing him then, and it is very likely that he was planning this.

The thought of Hongjun plotting against the Wu Clan gave Xuantian a headache, because he had no idea how Hongjun would plot against them. He could only be vigilant, but he couldn't prepare in advance.

"It seems I need to hurry up and connect the Underworld with Buzhou Mountain, otherwise I don't feel safe at all!" Xuan Tian thought to himself again.

Just as Xuan Tian was pondering how Hongjun would scheme against the Wu Clan, a celestial soldier unexpectedly arrived in the human territory on the shores of the East Sea.

Upon seeing the human before him, the immortal soldier paused for a moment before preparing to leave.

When Nuwa became a saint, she proclaimed to the entire prehistoric world that the human race should not be disturbed for 100,000 years, but normal survival contact was not a problem.

But just as the celestial soldier took two steps, a barely perceptible ray of light from the void entered his body, and the celestial soldier was stunned for a moment before recovering.

After leaving the shores of the East Sea, the immortal soldier encountered a human hunting party. Someone in the party was injured, and for some reason, upon smelling the blood of the human, the immortal soldier suddenly felt a tremor in his heart, which made him immediately frown.

Perhaps it was this feeling of excitement that made him stop on the cloud and begin to observe the humans below.

Because someone in the hunting party was seriously injured, the captain suggested that the main force return to the tribe first, leaving two people behind to take the wounded back slowly. They would come to pick them up after the hunting party brought the prey back to the tribe.

After the main hunting party left, the immortal soldier's heart pounded even harder, and then a thought came to mind.

Should we capture these humans and have a taste? The flavor of their blood is just too tempting.

The moment this thought appeared, it grew wildly like weeds, occupying the entire mind of the immortal soldier in just a few breaths.

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