Primordial Era: I really don't want to be the Heavenly Emperor!

Chapter 237 Let the great calamity come even more fiercely!

As the demon race slaughtered the human race, the witch race, located in the central Buzhou Mountain, could no longer sit idly by.

"kill!"

A command came from Dijiang's mouth!

In an instant, millions of Wu tribesmen attacked the human tribes, but they spared those tribes that had intermarried with the Wu tribesmen, otherwise Dijiang would not have been able to explain to his men.

In an instant, the entire central land was filled with the stench of blood, and the essence and flesh of countless humans were collected.

On a mountain peak in the Buzhou Mountains, the five ancestral witches, Xuanming, Zhurong, Gonggong, Zhujiuyin, and Jumang, looked at the scene of the human race being surrounded and killed in the distance.

The Ancestral Witch Xuanming couldn't help but sigh, "Humans are just one of many races, and a race that was created later in life. Why do I always feel uneasy?"

Zhu Jiuyin shook his head and sighed, "Xuanming, don't overthink it. Since things have come to this, there's nothing to hesitate about. Since Father God created the world, how many races have been completely wiped out? The Great Calamity of Ferocious Beasts, the Great Calamity of Dragon and Han, the Conflict between Immortals and Demons—how many races have only memories left in the river of time!"

"Even a powerful clan like the White Tiger Clan, possessing a quasi-saint peak expert like the White Tiger Sacred Beast, was almost wiped out by the Qilin! Now, only a few remnants of the clan survive in the Western White Tiger Sacred Realm. In the primordial world, what race is invincible, what race is eternal!"

Gonggong's eyes flickered, and he looked at Zhujiuyin, asking, "Second brother, can you interpret my words as meaning that our Wu clan also faces the calamity of extinction?"

All eyes turned to Zhu Jiuyin, wanting to know what this wise man of the Wu clan was thinking, because they had considered that the Wu clan might lose, but they had never imagined that the Wu clan would be wiped out.

This was simply unbelievable to them. The Wu Clan was considered a direct descendant of Pangu. If they were wiped out on the prehistoric continent, wouldn't that be a huge joke?

Zhu Jiuyin chuckled softly and said slowly, "What is impossible? Even the Primordial Chaos Realm cannot achieve true immortality, let alone a mere race!"

"The pride of the Witch Clan does not allow us to live like the Dragon Clan, barely surviving, nor can we, like the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan, remain hidden from the world and ultimately submit to a certain power."

"This is a pride that comes from our bloodline, and no one can change it!"

Everyone fell silent after hearing this, because Zhu Jiuyin was right. Once the Wu Clan lost, it would be very difficult for them to turn the tide, because it would be difficult for them to submit to the Zi Mansion or other forces like the Dragon, Phoenix and Qilin did today.

"In that case, let's fight!"

Mount Tai!

After Houtu discovered the Netherworld, she moved her tribe from Buzhou Mountain to Mount Tai. There was also a large human tribe near Mount Tai.

Here, people and shamans live together, intermarry, and live in harmony.

So since the lich massacred the human race, the Houtu tribe near Mount Tai has remained completely silent, neither massacring the human race nor taking any special precautions, continuing as usual.

Perhaps the humans here are unaware that their people are being slaughtered. After all, the primordial world is truly vast, and there are very few truly powerful humans, those who have cultivated to the level of Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Those with great supernatural powers are called Da Luo!

A powerful being is a quasi-saint!

"Yi, this Golden Crow Prince of the demon race is truly despicable. He actually used the Golden Crow True Fire to draw upon the power of the sun to scorch the earth. I wonder how many more of our people will die. I imagine your Wu clan is also suffering, with some of your weaker members also dying."

Beside a small river, a young and beautiful human woman and a burly witch man stood together. The two were behaving intimately, clearly husband and wife, or perhaps a Daoist couple.

Because the woman also possessed considerable strength, reaching the Golden Immortal realm, while the man was at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

The man was none other than Yi, the great shaman who had been killed by Xihe but was eventually saved by Houtu.

No, he should be called Hou Yi now!

Strictly speaking, Da Yi is already dead, even though the two are the same person and have the same memories.

Looking at his beautiful wife, Hou Yi didn't know how to tell her that her people were being slaughtered. He could only hold her tightly in his arms and gently stroke her hair.

Chang'e nestled against Hou Yi's chest, giggled, looked up at her husband, and suddenly asked:

"Yi, your archery skills are unparalleled. Do you think you can shoot down those nine golden crows in the sky?"

"Yes!" Hou Yi said firmly without any hesitation.

For him, his arrows can reach wherever his mind desires; this is a belief, a manifestation of self-confidence, and this is also the power of his mind-arrow technique.

"My Yi is indeed omnipotent!" Chang'e said happily. Although she knew that Hou Yi was only a Da Luo cultivator, in her heart, her Yi was the most powerful.

Hou Yi was not good with words and didn't say much, but simply held his wife tightly in his arms.

The two met 20,000 years ago, when Chang'e was just a minor cultivator and had just arrived near Mount Tai with her clan.

By chance, Hou Yi saved Chang'e, and the two met and later got together.

Just as Hou Yi was reflecting on the past, a hurried voice came from behind him.

"Great Shaman Hou Yi, something terrible has happened! The ten suns in the sky are too powerful. Some of our clansmen with lower cultivation levels can't take it anymore. You have to think of a solution. This can't go on."

Hou Yi released Chang'e and said, "Go home and wait for me. I'll be right back!"

Chang'e nodded obediently and said, "Yes, Yi, you must be careful. These nine golden crows are the princes of the Heavenly Court. Don't actually shoot them down, or there will be a great disaster."

"Don't worry, I know!"

After Hou Yi finished speaking, he left with his people and came to the Netherworld, where all the other great shamans of the Houtu tribe were already waiting.

"Yi, I think you're so engrossed in the pleasures of love that you've forgotten you're a great shaman!"

As soon as Hou Yi entered the main hall, a great shaman spoke jokingly, but there was no mockery in his eyes, instead, there was a sense of admiration.

"Yi, You're right. You seem distracted and preoccupied. Are you reluctant to part with your beautiful wife at home?" The great shaman Xiang Liu teased.

In fact, Xiang Liu was not a member of Hou Tu's tribe, but a subordinate of the ancestral witch She Bi Shi. However, after She Bi Shi died, he followed Hou Tu to Mount Tai to cultivate, along with the entire She Bi Shi tribe.

"Yi"

Everyone joked around, without any malice. Most of them were just envious of Hou Yi, since Chang'e was not only unparalleled in beauty, but also had a high aptitude for cultivation, having reached the Golden Immortal realm in just 20,000 years.

"Alright, brothers, that's enough. You all know my wife is human. I just don't know how to explain to her that humanity is facing a great calamity," Hou Yi sighed, helplessly addressing the crowd. He was indeed having a headache over this problem.

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent. Although they themselves did not have such worries, their subordinates, clansmen, and descendants were all more or less related to the human race, so they were also in a difficult situation.

Just then, Houtu descended into the main hall, sat on the high platform, and looked at everyone, saying, "Everyone, the prehistoric world is currently undergoing a great change. No one can predict the specific direction of this change, but my elder brother and I both have a premonition that the Wu Clan may be in danger of extinction."

"You are all the best of your respective tribes, with cultivation levels ranging from Great Luo to Quasi-Saint. However, you will not be required to participate in the subsequent war. You will be preserved as the living force of the Wu Clan and as the continuation of the Wu Clan."

Upon hearing this, everyone became agitated and voiced their opposition, all wanting to participate in the upcoming war.

The Great Shaman You said, "Your Majesty, we will not be deserters. How can we run away when the Shaman Clan needs us?"

"That's right, Your Majesty! No matter what, we can't be deserters!"

"This is not desertion, because living is perhaps more difficult than dying. Once the Wu tribe is defeated, they will be like the dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns of the past, at the mercy of others and oppressed. So living is more difficult than dying," Houtu explained to the crowd.

This suggestion was first put forward by Zhu Jiuyin, and later all the Ancestral Witches agreed to it.

In the future, various tribes will send a group of people to enter the Netherworld from Mount Tai, so that they can be preserved as the living force of the Wu tribe.

"Your Majesty, it's me."

Before everyone could finish speaking, Houtu interrupted them, saying, "Alright, that's enough. You are the people I have chosen to keep. I will lead you into the Netherworld later. Go back and make some preparations."

As soon as she finished speaking, Houtu disappeared from the main hall.

The group exchanged glances, sighed helplessly, and ultimately had no choice but to accept it.

Hou Yi returned home with trepidation, only to find that his wife was not there. However, he did not think much of it and began to make some arrangements.

Just then, a member of the tribe ran in and said, "Great Shaman, something terrible has happened! Chang'e has gone to the west with the human race. They already know about the great calamity that has befallen humanity and have gone to rescue the suffering people."

Hou Yi exclaimed in shock, "What?!"

After saying that, he left without a second thought to find Chang'e. He was well aware of the great calamity that was happening to the human race. The witch and demon races had joined forces to attack the human race. How could a mere True Immortal like her possibly get involved?

After Hou Yi left the tribe, he embarked on a journey, following his heart's desires. In an instant, he found Chang'e's location and immediately went there.

After learning of the great calamity that befell humanity, Chang'e did not return home. Instead, she followed the tribe westward to rescue the scattered and fleeing members of her people.

Because she didn't know how to face Hou Yi.

Although none of this was Hou Yi's fault, and had nothing to do with him, humans and sorcerers are ultimately different.

So it's better not to meet!

After Chang'e and the others left Mount Tai, they encountered a situation where the demon race was chasing after humans. Fortunately, these demons were not very powerful, and the leader was just a demon king at the Taiyi realm.

Their tribal leader, "Du," was also at the Taiyi realm, so they were not afraid.

As expected, they quickly defeated the demon king and saved their people.

But they did not give up and continued westward to save their people.

Finally, they encountered a Great Luo Demon God!

"These humans are still rushing to their deaths; they're truly absurd!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Great Luo Demon God made the first move. "Du" was only at the Taiyi realm, so how could he possibly be a match for the Great Luo? In just two moves, the group was defeated.

Chang'e was pierced through the chest by the aftershock, barely able to breathe, and on the verge of death, Hou Yi finally arrived.

"court death!"

Seeing his injured wife, Hou Yi's anger was understandable.

In an instant, he unleashed his true form as a great sorcerer, a blood-red longbow appearing in his hand, its turbid aura carrying the mighty power of laws.

An arrow was shot out, and the long arrow transformed in the air, forming a blood-red dragon that pierced through the nine heavens and attacked.

The power of the Great Dao, accompanied by a strong aura of turbidity, charged towards the demon god.

The demon god had no time to react. He was just a demon god who had just entered the Great Luo realm. How could he possibly be a match for Hou Yi? In an instant, an arrow pierced through his demon body, his primordial spirit dissipated, and his Great Dao collapsed.

Just as the power of the Great Dao was about to return to the world, Hou Yi was still not satisfied. He shot another arrow, which shattered the power of the Great Dao and pierced into the river of time, erasing all traces. He didn't even give him a chance to be reincarnated.

Hou Yi shot another arrow, killing all the demons who accompanied him.

After doing all this, he hurriedly looked at his wife, Chang'e, but it was already too late.

Chang'e was seriously injured, and the wound on her chest was difficult to heal. The key issue was that Hou Yi was not skilled in healing.

Hou Yi quickly used the power of the Great Dao to seal Chang'e's injuries and crossed the river of time to reach Mount Tai.

"Your Majesty, please save Chang'e!"

Houtu took the document from Chang'e and saw that the power of the earth flowed into her body, which stopped after a while.

"She cultivates the Great Dao of Taiyin. Although I can heal this injury, I will definitely lose all her cultivation, and it will be difficult for her to break through to the Great Luo realm in the future. What do you choose?"

Although Hou Yi desperately wanted Chang'e to recover from her injuries, cultivation was an extra life for people in the primordial world, so how could he give it up?

"Your Majesty, is there really no other way?"

After thinking for a while, Houtu said, "If we want to preserve the Great Dao and cultivation, only the Queen Mother of the West can do it. No one else can, because she cultivates the Great Dao of Taiyin."

"I'm going to find the Queen Mother of the West!"

Without any hesitation, Hou Yi picked up Chang'e and headed towards the Purple Palace in the East Sea.

"A tragic fate, a tragic fate indeed!"

Watching Hou Yi leave, Hou Tu couldn't help but sigh.

Just now, when her Dao power entered Chang'e's body, she immediately noticed the anomaly. How could she not recognize the Taiyin Dao that corresponded to the Taiyin Star? It was so familiar to her.

"It's really interesting, though. I wonder which one of them it is?"

Houtu smiled, and the power of spacetime surged, causing a light screen to appear.

"Sister Taizhen."

Longevity Hill, Wuzhuang Temple!

The area was completely surrounded by demons, and Taiyi had even used the Chaos Bell to seal off all space and time here.

The various demon gods gradually returned, because the human race in other places had been almost wiped out.

"Your Majesty, the Purple Palace has launched a full-scale attack in the east and south. Five demon saints, including the Mighty Ape and the Ao Yin, have been killed in battle, along with hundreds of demon gods. Prime Minister Bai Ze's whereabouts are unknown!"

Taiyi looked at the demon god speaking in front of him, his eyes devoid of any emotion, as if the one who had died was not a member of the demon race.

"I understand. You may leave."

Taiyi said it in a low voice, then looked up at the heavens and the primordial land.

At this moment, the power of the calamity had reached its peak, and the immeasurable calamity energy was almost visible to the naked eye.

"Let this great calamity come even more fiercely!"

Looking at this calamity energy, Taiyi smiled inadvertently and greedily inhaled a breath of the calamity energy in the sky.

After reaching a peak, the Great Tribulation will gradually dissipate, which is what Taiyi wants to see.

Taiyi's eyes were filled with red light, the true fire of the sun surged, and a three-legged golden crow appeared behind him, its imperial power majestic and boundless.

"Zhen Yuanzi, do you think this tortoise shell can stop me? Do you really think I can't break through this earth's membrane?"

Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun exchanged a glance inside the Wuzhuang Temple, but ignored Taiyi.

Instead, they quickly constructed an array, using the innate spiritual root ginseng fruit tree as the array base. A large earth-wood array was quickly established, followed by a nine-nine soul-scattering array.

The two formations took shape instantly, and with the earth membrane formed by the Book of Earth, Zhen Yuanzi finally felt a sense of security.

Hongyun, still carefree, continued drinking her wine, seemingly neither anxious nor afraid. Looking at the busy Zhen Yuanzi, she asked:

"This Taiyi is truly terrifying. Is he a cultivator?"

Zhen Yuanzi rolled his eyes at Hongyun helplessly, then looked at Taiyi in the sky and said, "Why do you care how others cultivate? Just know that they are more powerful than us."

"This time we are truly in grave danger. Taiyi is relentless and keeps attacking the Book of Earth. We might really be in danger of perishing."

Hongyun laughed nonchalantly and said, "What's there to be afraid of? Although we can't beat him, can Taiyi really break through the earth's membrane? Aren't we afraid of being burdened by karma and being struck dead by a bolt of Purple Heaven Divine Lightning!"

The reason why Hongyun wasn't worried was this: Zhen Yuanzi's Earth Book might not be the strongest defense, but once it transformed into an earth membrane, no one dared to truly break it.

That is the membrane of the earth, which is related to the existence of the primordial land. Once it is broken, the damage to the primordial land will be immeasurable, comparable to the collapse of Mount Buzhou or the shattering of the heavens.

Therefore, if it were really broken, it is estimated that Heaven and Hongjun would not be able to sit still, and they would not even allow Taiyi to break the earth's membrane.

Taiyi, who was outside, was furious when he saw that Zhen Yuanzi did not reply for a long time and only kept strengthening the formation. He was confident that he could break the earth membrane formed by the Earth Book.

But he was indeed very wary!

He was very wary of Hongjun!

He was afraid that if his amniotic sac ruptured, Hongjun would cause him trouble, and in his current condition, he really couldn't escape Hongjun's investigation.

With both of them combined, Hongjun might really unleash the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder and kill him!

He wasn't confident he could survive in Hongjun's hands.

The situation reached a stalemate for a moment!

"Return to Sun Star immediately!"

After a long while, Taiyi looked up at the little golden crows in the sky and said.

The demon race has achieved its goal of slaughtering the human race, and he himself has also achieved half of his goal. All that remains is the Primordial Purple Qi in Hongyun's hands.

Therefore, keeping the little golden crows here is pointless and only increases the danger!

"Yes, Uncle!"

The little golden crows were very obedient and did not refute Taiyi. Instead, they spread their wings and prepared to return to the Sun Star!

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This volume is nearing its end, which also means that the Lich Wars are about to come to a complete end.

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