The primordial era began with the Upper Cave Man.

Chapter 551 The Sword of Slaying the Ancestral Witches Slay Gonggong and Zhurong, and Gonggong and Zhurong Return to Peace

Everyone was fooled. The demon race staged a feint, perfectly deceiving everyone. Luo Zu, the witch race, the empty shell of the top-grade spiritual treasure, and all living beings in this universe were all within the demon race's calculations.

For this one sword, to slay the witch!

"Please, Heavenly Emperor!"

A roar like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashed from the south to the north, from the depths of the frozen sea to the highest peaks of the heavens. Mountains, rivers, plants, metals, stones, jade from the south, brass from the north—everything seemed to shout and cheer.

All beings are requesting an audience with the Supreme, Enlightened, Eternal, and Mysterious Heavenly Emperor.

Junzhi's full title is so long because it was given to him by the demons of the Heavenly Court and affirmed by all living beings. Therefore, it should be affirmed by the entire prehistoric world.

Heavenly Emperor! Heavenly Emperor! Heavenly Emperor!

Amidst three cheers, the supreme Heavenly Emperor finally emerged from His Lingxiao Palace, stepped onto the auspicious seven-colored clouds, and ascended the sword platform in front of the South Heavenly Gate amidst the cheers of all living beings.

His greatness needs no further explanation, and his majesty is supreme. Countless light-years of enormous witch-slaying swords fell into his hands, becoming as docile as white rabbits. The resentment, hatred, and evil aura of the human race that surrounded the sword were now all integrated into the rainbow-like blade.

"Dijiang, Zhujiuyin, Zhurong, Gonggong, Qiangliang..."

As if chanting a spell, Tian Di Jun recited the names of the twelve ancestral witches.

This scene was reflected in the hearts of all living beings in the primordial world. Even those creatures hidden deep within the vast world, those dwelling in blessed lands and grottoes, including all the Wu tribes, all saw it.

At the same time, after standing in Buzhou Mountain and using their blood and sweat to refine the Ancestral Witch Palace, the Twelve Ancestral Witches naturally witnessed this scene.

At this moment, they all seemed to feel a sharp intent piercing their souls and penetrating their powerful bodies. Dijiang, the head of the Ancestral Witches, moved his enormous, yellow-bag-like body, emitting a muffled vibration—this was his voice.

"Emperor Jun is extremely wicked and has grand ambitions. This time, he has used the human race, the creatures created by Goddess Nuwa, as materials to forge such an evil weapon. This is truly wicked. Could we please inform Goddess Nuwa and condemn the Heavenly Court of the demon race to destroy this villain together?"

Dijiang intended to form a coalition, so he asked the Primordial Saint Nuwa to intervene.

However, the Goddess Nuwa has been secluded in the Heavenly Palace for three hundred million years, and the time limit has not yet expired, so how can they unite?

If they break through the barrier, wouldn't that be disobeying the Dao Ancestor's decree? Nuwa would have a hard time explaining herself, and those who started this would probably receive a letter of accusation from Zixiao Palace.

"I'm afraid that's not appropriate. Nuwa and Dijun and Taiyi have a deep bond. They were able to forgive them lightly for the evil deeds they committed in the past. Now, it's just the massacre of the human race. I'm afraid they won't be so ruthless towards them." Zhu Jiuyin closed his eyes and opened them again. The mysterious light behind his crimson head flickered, as if he was searching for the future.

"Furthermore, the humans that Di Jun slaughtered were cultivated and bred by the demon race beforehand, not the demon race from the primordial world. If we discuss this in detail, he can also argue with Goddess Nuwa, and then Goddess Nuwa will not punish them." Ru Shou's breath was filled with golden energy, and his words were full of nobility. He also had many thoughts.

"Even if it's private property of the demon race, it's still human property. Can't Goddess Nuwa interfere?" Zhurong, the Ancestral Witch, said angrily.

Although He appeared angry, the other ancestral witches present knew that He was actually calm.

If He were truly angry, He would have already stormed into the Heavenly Court to confront Di Jun and Taiyi.

However, the demon race's Heavenly Court is currently at its most powerful. If we rashly charge into the heavens, we might fall into their trap.

"Brothers, if we don't devise a plan soon, Di Jun might take up his sword and wreak havoc, killing and injuring innocent members of our Wu tribe," Gou Mang said urgently.

"Hmph, if He comes again, we will just use the Twelve Divine Fiends of the Capital to fight Him again," Zhu Rong snorted.

He was strong-willed throughout his life and would not be easily threatened or intimidated.

"Heh, you make it sound so easy. All of us combined are just one true form of the Father God, comparable to Hunyuan. Dijun has also become Hunyuan. We fought against him in the chaos for several rounds, but we couldn't gain the upper hand. Taiyi kept sending Donghuang Zhong to make things difficult for us, leaving us struggling to hold on. If it weren't for the Father God's blessing, we probably wouldn't have been able to return to the prehistoric world." Gonggong exhaled a chill and suddenly said.

He and Zhurong have always been at odds, partly because they are the two ancestral gods of water and fire, and partly because they compete for the ranking among the twelve ancestral witches.

The so-called ranking was nothing more than recognizing an elder brother. Dijiang was chosen as the eldest brother, Zhujiuyin was ranked second, and Jumang was ranked third. Zhurong and Gonggong then competed for these four positions.

Moreover, none of them are willing to submit to the other, and they have always been competing to see who is better.

"Stop arguing, Di Jun's sword is already aimed at us." Di Jiang pointed to the sky.

Di Jun's sword, which slays witches, will only be aimed at them. Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, Di Jun's sword will naturally not be used to kill witch people and witch priests. His target is only the ancestral witches.

This is the greatest enemy of the demon race in the prehistoric world. Either they will destroy the witch race, or the witch race will destroy them.

"Fierce and domineering, you think you can test this sword on us now that you've just forged it?" For some reason, Zhu Rong's anger suddenly flared up.

Then it transformed into a streak of fire and violently crashed towards the direction of the Southern Heavenly Gate of the Heavenly Court.

"Don't be impulsive!" The other ancestral witches tried to stop him, but Zhu Rong didn't care about any of that. Once his temper flared up, he didn't care about anything else.

"Don't you have any brains?" Gonggong interrupted first.

"Good timing." Gonggong transformed into an endless, galaxy-like torrent of water, first pulling out Zhurong's countless fire poisons, and then pouring it down to stop Zhurong.

But Zhu Rong's anger, which had been raging, was extinguished by the pouring water and could no longer blaze.

However, as Zhu Rong was no longer affected by the raging anger in her heart, and wanted to return to Buzhou Mountain with Gong Gong while cursing, she was blocked by starlight.

"Zhurong has had enough of cursing." The dazzling starlight, like shimmering, colorful glass, was about to envelop Zhurong and Gonggong in the blink of an eye.

The other ancestral witches in the Ancestral Witch Temple on Buzhou Mountain also sensed something was wrong.

The Slaughtering Witch Sword possessed some mysterious power, yet it could even affect the mind of the Ancestral Witch.

It was only when the Sword of Slaughtering Witches appeared that the Ancestral Witches were caught off guard and fell into its trap, which led them straight to the Heavenly Court.

Before they could even comprehend this bizarre scene, Di Jun had already seized the opportunity and intended to kill both Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, the Ancestral Witches.

The scheming involved was truly vicious.

However, it is truly unbelievable that even the Ancestral Witches, who are all at the Great Luo Limitless Realm, could be affected by this. In the eyes of the Ancestral Witches, this Witch-Slaying Sword is a demonic thing that must be eliminated.

Emperor Jun's sword had already reached them, and he was determined to kill Zhu Rong, the Ancestral Witch, first, regardless of the consequences. Even if she didn't die, he would still have a large chunk of her flesh cut off.

However, Di Jun had already attained the Alternate Hunyuan realm. Although they did not know the specific details, they had fought against him for thousands of years and knew how powerful he was. Da Luo Wuji was no match for the Alternate Hunyuan realm, especially since he also possessed the Witch-Slaying Sword, which was originally designed to counter the Witch Clan.

Under such overwhelming pressure, Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, the two ancestral witches, were only facing Di Jun hastily; how could they possibly be a match for him?

The Witch-Slaying Sword! Falls!

Whoosh!

Two swords have already struck.

However, it was Zhu Rong who took two sword blows.

He used his superior technique of fire and time-space teleportation to help Gonggong block a sword.

In an instant, the ancestral witch Zhurong perished in both body and spirit, and even the Great Dao seemed to be withering away.

Countless resentful curses poured into the body and soul of the Ancestral Witch Zhurong from the wronged souls of three thousand universes and timelines, penetrating His true spirit and corrupting His Great Dao.

But at this moment, He was completely calm, without a trace of savagery or rage.

He analyzed the various principles behind the Witch-Slaying Sword.

At the same time, Gonggong also possessed Him, desperately passing on the essence of fire that He had comprehended.

With just Gonggong's instruction, the seemingly extinguished flames of Zhurong suddenly ignited, instantly clearing away all the resentment and curses within the Great Dao.

"Haha, Gonggong, little brother, I'm just missing this one thing from you." Zhurong laughed loudly.

He miraculously restored everything to its original state, and the Great Fire Road in the North rose up again, threatening to engulf the entire primordial world.

Upon seeing this, Gonggong's eyelids twitched, but his face was even redder than Zhurong's.

In the past, the twelve Ancestral Witches cultivated together. While others practiced dual cultivation, they practiced as twelve. They often discussed the Great Dao they each possessed and shared their knowledge. Therefore, they had insights into their respective Great Daos, even more profound than other great supernatural beings in the prehistoric world.

Such practice is equivalent to gaining twelve different perspectives and twelve different insights into the Great Dao.

Just like the Ancestral Witch Dijiang, other Ancestral Witches would pass on the spatial principles they had comprehended to Him.

However, after Gonggong and Zhurong developed a grudge, they stopped sharing their insights on the Great Dao with each other.

Thus, both of them possess less profound understanding of their own principles than the other ancestral witches.

Now, Zhu Rong has used this method to obtain Gong Gong's insights into the Great Dao of Fire, which is quite interesting.

Gonggong was not angry at this moment. After all, they were old brothers for trillions of years. Although they had quarreled for hundreds of millions of years, it was only right to put aside their grudges and support each other at this critical moment of life and death.

Furthermore, when He imparted the principles of the Way of Fire, Zhu Rong also imparted to Him the principles of the Way of Water, which He had comprehended.

From this perspective, it seems that Zhu Rong took the initiative to seek peace with Him.

Hmph, in the end, He won.

"Brothers and sisters, Di Jun's sword is ultimately malevolent, but it is easy for us to break it." Zhu Rong, the first to experience the Slaughtering Witch Sword, immediately shared his insights with the other Ancestral Witches.

Meanwhile, the other ancestral witches had already arrived at Zhu Rong's side in a fraction of a second.

So a lot happened in such a short time. However, in the eyes of such great figures, time was already negligible. But the Dao Ancestor's rules were too strict, not allowing the reversal of past time and space, not even a fraction of a second. Otherwise, they would have kept rewriting the timeline in the prehistoric world to wipe out the demon race.

With the twelve ancestral witches returning to one place, the Great Formation of the Twelve Divine Fiends of the Capital Heaven was activated once again.

Mount Buzhou disappeared at some point, and in its place stood a towering, ancient giant.

(End of this chapter)