"Taiqing, Yuqing, Shangqing!"
"Your disciples are here!" The Three Pure Ones stepped forward upon hearing Hongjun's call.
"Given that the three of you are not entangled in great karma, return to your respective retreats for ten thousand years."
"Yes!" The Three Pure Ones bowed in acceptance, without any words of defiance.
"Nuwa!" Hongjun finally looked at Nuwa.
Nuwa's expression flickered slightly, and she had a bad premonition.
"The contention between the Witch Race, the Demon Race, and the Human Race has its own destiny. As you have altered the Heavenly Mandate, go and open up a new world in the Chaos." Hongjun's voice was grand and carried an irresistible momentum.
In an instant, all six Sages were mildly punished.
"Your disciple accepts Master's decree!"
Nuwa's body glowed brightly, then her true form receded, returning to the Chaos.
By this point, all six Sages in the Primordial World had their respective places of retreat, and absolutely could not reappear in the short term.
"Great righteousness, Dao Ancestor!" Jiang Chen said calmly.
He knew this was the best outcome.
If Dao Ancestor Hongjun truly wanted to stop him, he wouldn't be able to.
However!
Jiang Chen naturally also knew that Dao Ancestor Hongjun did this not to give him face.
Rather, he was laying out more things.
For example, another great tribulation after the Demon-Witch Great Tribulation.
The Western Two Sages entered the extreme west, destined not to prosper.
The Three Pure Ones each returned to their retreats; seemingly in seclusion, but in reality, they were developing their Daoist Lineages.
As for Nuwa, sending her to open up a new world in the Chaos seemed like a punishment, but it was actually to eliminate her Heavenly Dao karma.
It could be said that Dao Ancestor Hongjun, having done this much, had given an explanation to both Jiang Chen and the six Sages.
"Lord of Humanity, the Human, Heavenly, and Earthly Daos coexist in the Primordial World, and their destinies have their own rules... The Witch Race and Demon Race, due to you, did not undergo the tribulation, but the tribulation will ultimately end with you."
Finally, Dao Ancestor Hongjun spoke these words, and his true form, seated on the cattail mat, slowly dissipated.
His voice, however, resonated like the sound of the Dao, echoing throughout the Primordial World.
Jiang Chen continuously murmured these words.
Although he was a transmigrator and knew the general trend of Honghuang, he did not possess the same level of clear understanding of all destinies under the Heavenly Dao as Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
He was very clear about this self-awareness.
However, what Hongjun said could not be without any reason.
In the original Demon Clan War, the Witch Race and Demon Race were almost completely annihilated.
The few who survived each found their own destination.
The tribulation was born of the Human Race, but it had to end because of him.
Jiang Chen pondered these words carefully.
The Sage's power within his body finally could no longer be maintained, dissipating into the world.
Early-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal!
Numerous karmic ties gathered within his body again, giving him a headache.
"Is it over?"
"Is everything really over?"
Creatures of the Witch Race and Human Race gazed at the enormous millstone roaring continuously on the ground, covering the sky.
True spirits of the deceased continuously moved towards the Six Paths of Reincarnation suppressed by the millstone.
"No! It's not over yet!" Jiang Chen looked at the scene within the Six Paths of Reincarnation, realizing that things truly weren't over.
Hongjun was not helping him, but merely following the will of the Heavenly Dao.
The words the other party spoke were meant to make him end this tribulation!
The great trend truly cannot be changed!
Otherwise, more things would follow!
Chapter 78: In the Name of the Witch Race, Resolve Supreme Karma [Seeking Subscriptions]
The sky...
Gradually cleared.
Above Honghuang, only a massive Six Paths of Reincarnation continuously absorbed the true spirits of the world.
Jiang Chen could almost see the countless, unending, almost unbroken stream of true spirits floating into the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
The Hongmeng Enlightenment Immortal Tree re-rooted itself on Shouyang Mountain.
Its sky-reaching canopy gradually returned to its original state, but even so, the vigorous Dao patterns and rules were enough to deter many immortal cultivators.
But Jiang Chen was clearly not among them.
Jiang Chen slowly descended, stepping onto the Enlightenment Immortal Tree.
He overlooked the hundreds of millions of Human Race members, and the nearly crippled Witch Race beings.
The several Grand Ancestral Witches who had not perished under the Heavenly Punishment also gathered with their broken bodies.
There were twelve Grand Ancestral Witches!
Only half of them remained with broken bodies.
Dijiang, like a yellow sack, red as cinnabar fire, with six broken wings, a chaotic faceless form, the Grand Ancestral Witch of Space.
Zhurong, with a beast head and human body, clad in red scales, fire snakes through his ears, and fire dragons under his feet, was the Grand Ancestral Witch of Fire.
Xuanming had transformed into a human body, the Grand Ancestral Witch of Water.
Zhu Jiuyin and Tian Wu were both severely injured, almost at their last breath, not much better than merely retaining their true spirits.
The last one still alive and completely unharmed was, naturally, Houtu, who created the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
As for the other six Grand Ancestral Witches, except for Gonggong who furiously struck Buzhou Mountain, leaving only his true spirit wandering outside, all others had perished under the Heavenly Punishment, and their true spirits were absorbed into the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
"Brother, how are you feeling?"
Houtu stepped forward, asking worriedly.
"Don't worry, little sister, I'm not dead yet..."
"It's not a big deal..."
Dijiang and the other Grand Ancestral Witches and Jiang Chen answered almost simultaneously.
"Uh..." Houtu looked at Jiang Chen in front of her, then turned to look at Dijiang and the other Grand Ancestral Witches.
Her heart tightened.
But Dijiang and the other Grand Ancestral Witches, seeing this, felt their hearts bleed.
It hurt more than the Heavenly Punishment.
Their little sister, whom they had doted on for tens of thousands of years, had only been with the Human Emperor for a thousand years and had forgotten them?
But what could they do?
Jiang Chen had almost single-handedly saved Houtu this time, and even weakened the foundation of the Demon Court, preventing it from having the ability to completely annihilate the Witch Race.
From this point of view, Jiang Chen could be considered a great benefactor to the Witch Race.
"Ahem! Well then..." Dijiang, as the eldest Grand Ancestral Witch, stepped forward with his head held high, looking at Jiang Chen and saying, "Human Emperor, for this conflict between the Witch Race and the Demon Race, we must thank you for your intervention. Otherwise, this battle would surely have been the doom of our Witch Race."
Jiang Chen waved his hand and replied, "There's no need to thank me so hastily. The conflict between the Witch Race and the Demon Race has a Heavenly Dao destiny. My ability to change destiny and allow Houtu to survive was already the greatest extent possible."
"Among the Witch Race, only my sister Houtu has transcended the Heavenly Dao, but the Six Paths of Reincarnation has not, let alone the entire Witch Race."
"Therefore, the Witch Race is still a living being under the Heavenly Dao..."
Dijiang and the others were stunned.
How could they not understand what Jiang Chen was saying?
Could it be that there was still another tribulation?
The Witch Race had been so battered that only a few Grand Ancestral Witches remained, and their fighting strength wouldn't recover for thousands of years of recuperation. How could they withstand another tribulation?
Houtu gazed at Jiang Chen, her heart clenching.
Too many lives had perished in this great war between the Witch, Demon, and Human Races, leaving behind too many withered bones.
She truly couldn't bear to see the remaining Witch Race members, or any of the Human Race, die and their blood flow everywhere.
Even with the Six Paths of Reincarnation, she couldn't bear to see countless souls buried and countless lingering souls and ghosts wandering across the Honghuang.
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"The Human Emperor's meaning, I already understand…" Xuanming was nourished by a soft light, and at this moment, she could already stand and speak.
She is a clever person, the only Ancestral Witch among the Twelve Ancestral Witches who can see through the general trend of the world.
Her vision is almost far above that of Demon Race Dijun and others.
"The Witch Race, from this day forward, will retreat into Honghuang!"
Xuanming's voice was like a secluded orchid on a cliff, desolate yet resolute.
Zhurong and the other Ancestral Witches were stunned upon hearing this.
The Witch Race retreating into Honghuang?
Are they really going to withdraw from the entire Primordial World stage?
He was very unwilling!
The Witch Race and Demon Race had contended for so many years, yet now they had fallen to this plight.
"It's a pity for Gonggong; he never saw the Witch Race defy the heavens until his death. Ultimately, he didn't break that predetermined fate. The Heavenly Dao is unfair to the Witch Race."
Xuanming softly said, "Zhurong, little sister has already become a Saint. Her body transformed into the Six Paths of Reincarnation to achieve sainthood. Not dying is already the result of the Human Emperor's rescue. If we are too greedy for more, it's unknown if the Witch Race will even survive today."
"Sister Xuanming…" Houtu's eyes were red, and seeing Xuanming's appearance, her heart was filled with worry.
"Little sister, you can freely enter and exit Honghuang. Although you cannot use Saint's magical power, you still have Saint's merit and the identity of the Earth Dao Mother. Saints cannot easily act against you."
"Although the Witch Race is retreating, you don't need to."
"Sister knows your thoughts, so stay here and guard this place. For us, for the Witch Race, repay the Human Emperor's kindness."
Although Xuanming was not the eldest among the Ancestral Witches, she was the most clear-sighted among them.
On this point, even Houtu, who possessed Saint's merit, could not see as clearly as Xuanming.
Because it involved herself, her heart was unsettled, and everything she saw seemed to be veiled in a layer of mist.
"Human Emperor! Little sister is inherently pure and kind, with a clean heart, almost untainted by the blood calamity. I entrust her to you, and I hope you will take good care of her for us…"
Houtu was reluctant to part with Xuanming and held her hand tightly.
Jiang Chen nodded and said, "Please rest assured."
Zhurong couldn't bear this sorrowful atmosphere. Flames surged around his body, but they quickly extinguished. He sighed deeply, "Alas… I really want to avenge this blood feud for the deceased Witch Race disciples!"
Xuanming's cool voice came, "The Witch Race has already sacrificed everything, yet it still hasn't truly caused the Demon Race to decline. With those few Demon Emperors who are not significantly injured Quasi-Saints, it's only a matter of time before the Demon Race becomes stronger than the Witch Race."
"The Witch Race has one person, little sister, who has attained sainthood. We should be content with that."
Zhurong was indignant. He didn't have Xuanming's clear-sightedness, that ability to see through the clouds.
He knew that the general trend was set and could not be changed.
He simply thought of his former good brothers and the Witch Race disciples below, almost all of whom had perished, and his heart was deeply pained.
"I can never let go of this matter."
"Gonggong, in his dying moments, wanted to demand justice from the Heavenly Dao, but the great calamity has already passed. The Demon Race can still rule Honghuang, while the Witch Race can only retreat!"
Zhurong felt suffocated!
Great Wizard Kua Fu died, and Da Yi was almost reduced to just a shell by Kunpeng's charge.
Just among his subordinates, several Great Wizards died.
Not to mention the entire Witch Race.
Xuanming comforted him, "Between the Witch Race, Demon Race, and Human Race. The Demon Race does not have as many strong individuals as the Witch Race, and the Demon Race's creatures are not as numerous as the Human Race's."
"But in terms of overall strength, the Demon Race is above the Witch Race and the Human Race."
"The Witch Race is small in number; almost every Witch Race disciple can be traced."
"Although the Human Race is numerous, its rise has only been for a thousand years, so it naturally cannot contend with the Demon Race's hundreds of thousands of years of accumulated power."
"Now the Demon Race is also severely weakened. Even if they want to rule Honghuang again, by that time, I believe the Human Emperor will surely be able to lead the Human Race to rise."
"As for the Witch Race, let us retreat into this part of the world. Honghuang is so vast; the Witch Race can learn from the Dragon Race, Phoenix Race, and Qilin Race, and exist eternally in a corner of Honghuang."
Listening to Xuanming's words, the several Ancestral Witches all felt sorrowful.
"Are we just going to retreat like this? But… the Demon Race is still roaming freely in Honghuang!"
"Di Jun and those feathered birds have almost lost all face in this incident, and their Demon Court foundation was damaged by the Human Emperor's pressure. I'm afraid they won't let it go easily."
"We are unwilling!"
Dijiang and Zhurong were both unwilling. They thought of the Ancestral Witches who died under the Heavenly Punishment.
They also recalled the Great Wizards of the Witch Race who were killed by the Demon Race's Quasi-Saints who took advantage of the chaos.
They even saw the remnants of the Witch Race army, which almost completely annihilated the Witch Race's forces.
A single Kunpeng Quasi-Saint moved through the Witch Race like an uninhabited land. Even when Jiang Chen fought one against four later, he couldn't stop the Demon Race's Demon Generals' army from almost completely wiping out the Witch Race's army.
"What Ancestral Witch Xuanming said is indeed correct." Jiang Chen's sudden voice broke the sorrow between Xuanming, Dijiang, and their siblings.
"But there is one thing that can be flexible."
The several Ancestral Witches turned their heads to look.
"What?"
Xuanming was a little confused and asked, "Human Emperor, as you said, the Witch Race cannot jump out of the Heavenly Dao like the Human Race. Is it not the best outcome for the Witch Race to retreat, given the Heavenly Dao's fate? Is there really no other way?"
Jiang Chen replied, "Don't you want revenge?"
Dijiang and Zhurong's expressions froze, then their eyes burned with fervor.
"Human Emperor! What method! I would rather die in battle against the Demon Race than retreat and live on like this!"
Xuanming rolled her eyes at Zhurong and Dijiang, pouring a basin of cold water on them, saying, "My two elder brothers, with your current injuries, not to mention that the Demon Race's several great Quasi-Saints can kill you at any time, even if those few Demon Generals unite, you might not be able to defeat them."
Upon hearing this, Dijiang and Zhurong's expressions darkened.
The Heavenly Punishment had caused them too much damage; it had wounded their very essence!
Not dying was already a miracle, so how could they maintain peak combat power?
"If I give you a chance for revenge, are you willing to attack the Demon Court together?"
Jiang Chen continued to ask.
Dijiang and Zhurong, who had just been doused with cold water, immediately rekindled their hope.
The two burly men, with thick arms and wide waists, each grabbed one of Jiang Chen's arms.
They nodded desperately, saying, "Yes! We dream of it!"
"We think about it all the time, hoping that one day we can attack the Demon Court. As long as we avenge the Witch Race, even if we immediately retreat into Honghuang, we will have no regrets."
"That's right! Why should those feathered birds on the Demon Court be so high and mighty? The contention between the Witch and Demon Races has lasted for hundreds of thousands of years. In today's battle, the Demon Race took advantage of us fighting against the Heavenly Punishment to slaughter ninety percent of the Witch Race!"
"Yet the Demon Race only suffered damage to their Demon Court's foundation, and the Demon Emperor and a few others are completely fine. We are unwilling!"
"If we cannot suppress and kill the Demon Emperor and the Eastern Emperor, even retreating will leave us unwilling!"
"Human Emperor, tell us quickly, what method is there! Even if it means we have to undergo another tribulation, we will do it! As long as we can avenge the Witch Race!"
Jiang Chen's body was shaking precariously from being jostled.
"Cough cough…" He coughed lightly, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
Dijiang and Zhurong were stunned, their hearts filled with anxiety.
"Brother!" Houtu's eyes changed dramatically, and her delicate, pretty face was clouded with fear and trepidation.
"Look at the good you've done!" Xuanming also stepped forward and pulled Dijiang and Zhurong away.
She glared at them disapprovingly.
Then she softly asked with concern, "Human Emperor, your injuries…"
"It's nothing, it's not the first time. I'm used to it." Jiang Chen replied with a smile.
To once again summon Saint's magical power, he naturally had to bear that great karma.
Xuanming's expression changed dramatically, and her jade-like face showed worry.
Jiang Chen, standing at the Saint's realm, saved Houtu, protected the last spark of the Witch Race, and even avenged the Witch Race by destroying the Demon Court's foundation.
If something were to happen to him because of this, she would definitely be unable to rest or eat.
Even if she led the Witch Race to retreat, she would suffer day and night.
"Brother… I have Saint's merit. I'll give it to you, all of it… Please don't be in trouble." Houtu almost whimpered, gripping Jiang Chen's hand, about to transfer her hard-won Saint's merit.
However, Jiang Chen stopped her.
How could he let Houtu transfer all her hard-won Saint's merit?
If that happened, wouldn't the situation he painstakingly planned return to square one?
Without Houtu, a Saint, presiding over the Six Paths of Reincarnation?
Who knew if those few Saints in the heavens would defy Hongjun's orders and secretly descend to act against Houtu.
Therefore, Jiang Chen shook his head, gripping that worried, cold hand tightly.
He smiled and replied, "Don't worry, it's not the first time. I still have hundreds of Reincarnation Seals in my body that can suppress this karma. One day, I'll find a way to resolve it."
Xuan Ming was stunned, "Great karma? Is this the price left behind from using that strange Dao technique?"
Hou Tu replied with worry, "Yes, Brother's last transformation into Saint Realm power, within the Human Clan Forbidden Zone, couldn't resolve that great karma for a thousand years."
"If not for Brother's immense merit in establishing the Six Paths of Reincarnation, I'm afraid the previous karma couldn't have been offset."
"Although there are a hundred Reincarnation Seals suppressing it, if he were to advance to the Saint Realm again, the two instances of great karma would be enough to break through any restraints, ultimately leading to his demise."
Upon hearing Hou Tu's explanation,
Xuan Ming, Di Jiang, Zhurong, and the other Wu Clan beings all felt it.
"Human Emperor! We don't know what great merit can cleanse the great karma within your body."
The three instantly understood each other's thoughts.
They each took a step back and said to Jiang Chen:
"But! The Wu Clan is willing to try with all its might!"
"May the Wu Clan's destiny be used to resolve the supreme karma!"
Chapter 79: Wu Clan Ruins, Human Clan Immortal Home [Begging for Subscription]
"May the Wu Clan's destiny be used to resolve the supreme karma!"
Di Jiang, Xuan Ming, and several other Ancestral Witches simultaneously made a grand vow.
For a moment, all the beings of the Human Clan and the remaining soldiers of the Wu Clan were almost dazed, stunned.
In an instant, beneath the great grinding mill of the Dao, upon the Hongmeng Enlightenment Immortal Tree,
an incomparably brilliant light and blood energy burst forth.
That blood energy could surge to the heavens, capable of breaking through all Daos.
Every wisp of aura seemed capable of creating heaven and earth, instantly creating worlds and annihilating myriad races.
That was the most primordial thing, the most powerful thing.
It was the greatest wealth left by Pangu, the Demon God who once opened heaven and earth and dared to strike at the Great Dao, to the Wu Clan.
At this moment, Di Jiang, Xuan Ming, Zhurong, Zhu Jiuyin, and Tian Wu, the five Ancestral Witches, all stood upright, towering over heaven and earth!
Their might was awe-inspiring, even though they had suffered heavenly punishment and bore Dao injuries.
But at this moment, their blood energy surged like clouds, and their momentum reached its peak.
They briefly stood at the peak of the Quasi-Saint Realm!
"Human Emperor! You have the grace of a savior to the Wu Clan."
"Today, the Wu Clan, which was supposed to be annihilated, can still survive in the world."
"The Wu Clan has no way to repay you!"
"Now, Ancestral Witch Di Jiang, is willing to use the Wu Clan's destiny to resolve the supreme karma for the Human Emperor!"
Di Jiang possessed great ambition, willing to use the destiny of the entire clan to cleanse the karma left in Jiang Chen's body.
Immediately after, Xuan Ming, Zhurong, Zhu Jiuyin, and Tian Wu, the Ancestral Witches, all forcibly unleashed their blood energy after Di Jiang.
"Ancestral Witch Xuan Ming! Willing to use the Wu Clan's destiny to resolve the supreme karma for the Human Emperor!"
"Ancestral Witch Zhurong! Willing to use the Wu Clan's destiny to resolve the supreme karma for the Human Emperor!"
"Ancestral Witch Tian Wu! Willing to use the Wu Clan's destiny to resolve the supreme karma for the Human Emperor!"
"Ancestral Witch Zhu Jiuyin..."
On the Honghuang, the remaining Wu Clan disciples all stood upright, their heads held high.
Each of them stood tall and proud, their entire bodies radiating blood energy.
The name of Ancestral Witch represented everything of the entire Wu Clan.
They would not have any complaints.
What the Ancestral Witches thought and did was enough to represent the entire Wu Clan.
But!
This time, the remaining Wu Clan disciples had all personally witnessed how the Human Emperor protected their Ancestral Witch Hou Tu.
How he rescued the Ancestral Witch from the heavenly punishment.
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They also personally saw how the Human Emperor annihilated the foundation of the Demon Court, avenging the Wu Clan's blood feud.
Therefore, at this moment, not a single Wu Clan member was evading.
They, too, were like the Ancestral Witches.
Their bodies were glowing, and their blood energy was boiling.
"They..." Sui Ren Shi and the other Human Clan beings were all dumbfounded.
The Wu Clan would go to such lengths for the Human Emperor!
Once upon a time, they too wanted to cleanse the karma within Jiang Chen's body with the Human Clan's great destiny.
However, the Human Clan was the foundation of Humanity; if the Human Clan's destiny ceased to exist, the foundation of Humanity would be completely destroyed, and Humanity would never rise again, so how could they talk about revenge!
"If possible, we are also willing to use our flesh and blood to cleanse the great karma within the Human Emperor."
Shennong looked at the determined expressions of those Wu Clan disciples, and there was no longer any resentment in his heart.
The Wu Clan truly deserved to be the overlord of the Primordial World; that spirit was worthy of the name of the Primordial World's overlord!
In the future, the Human Clan will also strive tirelessly and spread to every corner of the Honghuang!
"Ho!"
A resounding shock!
On the Honghuang, only the Wu Clan disciples surged into the sky, their blood energy bursting through the clouds.
"We are willing to use the Wu Clan's destiny to resolve the supreme karma of the Human Emperor of the Human Clan!"
"We are willing to use the Wu Clan's destiny to resolve the supreme karma of the Human Emperor of the Human Clan!"
Each mantra, with the force of overturning rivers and seas, spread throughout the heavens and shook the Honghuang.
Countless rays of blood energy, carrying powerful Dao patterns, gathered around Jiang Chen on the Hongmeng Enlightenment Immortal Tree.
Finally, the blood energy engulfed Jiang Chen,
forming a blood cocoon!
Jiang Chen watched as he was submerged by the blood cocoon formed by the Wu Clan's destiny, yet he could not dispel it.
He sighed in his heart.
He was the Lord of Humanity, the Human Emperor, and could freely mobilize the Human Clan's great destiny.
However, the Wu Clan was not his Human Dao being, nor was he the ancestor of the Wu Clan.
There was simply no way to stop the formation of the blood cocoon.
He just watched himself being enveloped, little by little.
"Brother... Hou Tu will definitely not let anything happen to you!"
Ancestral Witch Hou Tu, or rather, Earth Mother Hou Tu, drew out the Wu Clan's destiny from her body.
Finally, she infused it into the entire blood cocoon.
Instantly, hundreds of Reincarnation Seals condensed on the blood cocoon.
"What kind of imprints are those? So strange..." Xuan Ming, her breath faint, looked at the Reincarnation Seals on the blood cocoon and asked, puzzled.
Hou Tu's beautiful eyes never left the blood cocoon for a moment, and she replied sadly, "Those are the imprints that Brother condensed over hundreds of years, guiding me to comprehend the profound mysteries of reincarnation."
"Each Reincarnation Imprint represents a lifetime in which he perished in that space."
"Hundreds of deaths in exchange for the outcome of creating the Six Paths of Reincarnation."
"Brother has always been with me, never leaving..."
She recalled the time in the world within the book, in that dilapidated temple.
A boy, a little girl.
He was always there, never leaving.
Now, Hou Tu watched as the Wu Clan's blood energy, transformed into destiny, poured onto Jiang Chen.
She would never leave again, just watching quietly.
Xuan Ming looked at Hou Tu's infatuated expression, slightly stunned.
She asked, "Little sister, were you able to comprehend the heavenly destiny and transform into reincarnation because of these imprints?"
Houtu replied, "To be precise, it's not because of these imprints; it's because of a world within a book."
Di Jiang and the other Ancestral Witches were stunned.
A world within a book?
Reincarnation Imprint?
What kind of things were those?
A book, able to make Houtu comprehend the secrets of the Six Paths of Reincarnation?
Isn't that too shocking?
The predetermined fate of the Heavenly Dao, actually toyed with by a book?
If they said it out loud, let alone them, even Saints wouldn't believe it.
The Heavenly Dao they followed would actually become an exception because of a book.
So many changes occurred.
However, Di Jiang and the others didn't think much more about it. That was a secret belonging to the Human Dao, not something that Heavenly Dao beings could delve into.
"Let's all leave here. Cross the chasm to reach the Saint. The great karmic power within Jiang Chen cannot be resolved in a short time."
"After all, the Witch Race suffered heavy casualties, and our luck was diminished."
"The Witch Race's luck is the only fortune Pangu, our Father God, left us. I hope it can completely eliminate those karmic ties."
"Brothers, go and comfort the tribe first. Your little sister wants to stay here with big brother." Houtu remained still, showing no intention of moving.
Di Jiang and Zhurong raised their eyebrows, their bodies pausing slightly.
"Brother, you all leave first. I'll stay with little sister." Xuanming sent Di Jiang and the other Ancestral Witches away.
"Alright…" Di Jiang and the others didn't say much, just nodded.
Then they cautioned, "Xuanming, you still have an unhealed injury. Be careful."
"Don't worry, with little sister here, I'll be fine."
"Mm…"
Di Jiang and the other Ancestral Witches transformed into human forms.
They walked down Shouyang Mountain.
They saw billions of Human Race members gathered here, and there were even over hundreds of Golden Immortal experts.
There were tens of millions of Earth Immortals, and they were momentarily stunned.
Tens of millions of Immortals were nothing to them.
But, a thousand years ago, there were clearly only a few Immortals in the Human Race!
What exactly happened within the Human Race during the thousand years since the Human Race's luck returned?
"Sui Ren Shi of the Human Race, thank you, Ancestral Witch Di Jiang, for your assistance!" Sui Ren Shi looked at Ancestral Witch Di Jiang, whom he could not reach a thousand years ago.
He was filled with emotion and sighing for a moment, but it ultimately turned into gratitude.
The Witch Race using their luck to resolve the karma within Jiang Chen was enough to earn the admiration of the entire Human Race.
In the calm eyes of Ancestral Witch Di Jiang, there seemed to be infinite emotion. He said, "With the Human Emperor among you, your Human Race can greatly prosper in the future."
Meanwhile, Zhurong stared at Sui Ren Shi's body, feeling a strange sense of primal resonance, which was very peculiar.
"Fire of Origin?" He questioned.
"No!" Zhurong answered his own question, quickly dismissing his initial thought.
"It is a powerful exotic fire that surpasses the Fire of Origin."
"It is more like a primordial fire born in the primordial chaos, possessing the aura of primordial purple qi."
He was shocked. That kind of flame was extremely powerful, even stronger than the Golden Crow's original divine fire of Demon Race Di Jun!
It was an exotic fire born in the primordial chaos!
"Eh? This Qiankun Cauldron… has the aura of chaos."
"And in this pool, there's even heavenly lightning tribulation contained within, with endless laws hidden inside."
"The Human Race is formidable. In this forbidden zone, it has almost leaped out of the Heavenly Dao. Although it still belongs to the Primordial World, it is more like another immortal land."
As he spoke, Di Jiang and the other Ancestral Witches gazed towards the top of Shouyang Mountain.
They sighed in their hearts, "The day of the Human Race's rise is truly not far off. But as for us, the Witch Race, with our current ruined state, how can we seek revenge against that Demon Court…"
"I also don't know what method the Human Emperor has in mind for avenging the blood feud."
With a belly full of questions, Di Jiang led the Witch Race disciples away from Shouyang Mountain.
This was, after all, the Human Race's territory, and it wasn't good for them to live alongside the Human Race for long.
Furthermore, the deceased Witch Race disciples still needed to be properly buried and guided into the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
On one side was a ruin, on the other, an immortal land.
Between the former overlord of the Primordial World and the weak race, only a thousand years had passed.
Yet, everything had already changed.
In the Primordial World, the terror of the Great Tribulation was unavoidable for those who were not Saints.
Sui Ren Shi, Shennong, Xuanyuan, and the other Human Race sages watched as the Witch Race disciples entered the Great Wilderness.
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There was no time for sadness.
The Human Race also paid a heavy price today.
They also needed to recuperate for a while, and then continue to improve their strength.
After the great battle of the three races, they understood even more clearly that only the strong could determine life and death!
The weak, even if there were billions of Immortals, were nothing more than a pile of ants in the eyes of the strongest.
Therefore, the several great sages began leading the Human Race tribes and billions of living beings, also venturing deep into the Great Wilderness.
...
On Shouyang Mountain of the Human Race.
Houtu and Xuanming stared at the blood cocoon together, unmoving.
"Cough, cough…" Xuanming's aura surged continuously within her, and she lightly coughed.
Houtu came to her senses and looked at Xuanming worriedly, saying, "Sister Xuanming, how are you?"
"I'm fine, a period of rest will be enough." Xuanming did not speak directly.
This period of rest, if there was no external force, would take at least tens of thousands of years.
"Little sister…" Xuanming suddenly called Houtu with a serious expression.
"Hmm?"
"Have you already fallen for the Human Emperor of the Human Race?" Xuanming asked very directly, without any subtlety.
Swish!
Houtu's face instantly turned red, and she didn't even dare to look directly at Xuanming!
Her gaze darted around, and her tender earlobes were so flushed they could almost drip blood.
Xuanming looked at Houtu's expression with profound meaning.
She had already gotten her answer.
She looked at Jiang Chen in the blood cocoon.
Her gaze was sharp.
There was a hint of frustration, as if thinking, 'My little princess, whom I raised, was just abducted by you.'
A miscalculation…
The Witch Race finally produced a Saint.
And her eyes are entirely on the Human Emperor of the Human Race?
"Sigh… Big sister isn't as close as the person you like anymore. You can't even see big sister's shadow in your eyes…" Xuanming teased Houtu.
Houtu became even more shy.
She weakly argued, "How could that be… Houtu likes Sister Xuanming the most."
Xuanming continued, "Is that so? So you don't like the Human Emperor of the Human Race the most after all…"
!!! Houtu's delicate body trembled violently.
"Sister Xuanming!!"
"Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore… Big sister will go settle the tribe first, then come back to accompany you…" Xuanming put away her smile, a hint of sadness in her heart.
Houtu's eyes also became pained.
She nodded, not speaking.
Then, she fixed her gaze on the blood cocoon.
She sat quietly on the roots of the Enlightenment Immortal Tree, watching the Six Paths of Reincarnation mark on the blood cocoon continuously disintegrate, piece by piece.
And within the blood cocoon...
Inside Jiang Chen's body, thousands of streams of vital energy surged.
His internal vitality was extremely chaotic.
However, the great karma within his body was also slowly dissipating, which gave him hope.
"Since that's the case, I should use this time to carefully consider starting a new book." 4.5.
Chapter 80: Jiang Chen's Scheme, new book Release Date Set [Begging for Subscription]
"In the Primordial World, the Human, Earth, and Heaven Paths coexist, and the destinies of the three paths have their own rules... The Witch Clan and Demon Clan did not experience the Demon Clan War because of you, and the Demon Clan War will ultimately end with you."
In Jiang Chen's mind, Hongjun's last words to him kept reappearing.
The Demon Clan War, though declared over, had not truly ended.
"The Witch Clan lives because of me, and the Demon Clan lives because of Nuwa."
"The Witch Clan's land has almost become ruins, while the Demon Clan only lost three hundred sixty-five Demon Gods of the Zhou Dynasty and ninety percent of the Demon Court's elites. The vast majority of the Demon Clan's population is virtually unharmed."
"The blood feud between the Human Clan, Witch Clan, and Demon Clan has reached an irreparable point."
Jiang Chen still remembered the grand vow he had made not long ago.
One day, he would ascend to the Demon Court!
"453" Ultimately, he would bring a final conclusion for the Human Clan and the Demon Clan.
No matter how the story ended, from then on, the Human Clan and the Demon Clan would have no old grudges; it would be a complete end.
"But... I can block Nuwa, but judging by the current strength of the Human Clan and the Witch Clan, they still can't threaten the Demon Court."
"The Human Clan, or perhaps the Witch Clan, needs to become much stronger; they must possess the powerful strength to destroy the Demon Court in one fell swoop."
Jiang Chen meticulously analyzed the comparison of strengths between the three clans.
Among the Witch Clan, the only Ancestral Witches who could pose a threat to Demon Emperor Dijun and the other Quasi-Saints had all suffered varying degrees of Dao injuries, leaving only Houtu.
However, Jiang Chen did not intend to involve Houtu in the killing tribulation.
Her hands should best remain unsullied by blood.
Within the Six Paths of Reincarnation, a pure and benevolent person was needed to guide the billions of true spirits who had passed away.
Therefore, even if the Witch Clan exerted their utmost strength, they likely wouldn't be able to defeat a single Demon Master Kunpeng.
And the Human Clan, needless to say.
Aside from his need to prevent Nuwa from interfering in the dispute between the Human Clan and the Demon Clan.
The Human Clan's original strongest combatant, Shi Huang, had used the He Transforms Freely at Will Supreme Great Law, and now his body was entangled with great karma, causing his cultivation to temporarily stagnate.
"Fortunately, Shi Huang and Xuanyuan Clan had not used Dao laws to transcend to the Saint level. It's not only the clan's destiny that can offset karma."
"There are other ways."
"Besides Shi Huang, the strongest among the Human Clan are only Sui Ren Shi, Shen Nong Shi, and a few other human sages. All of them are at the peak of Golden Immortal strength."
Peak Golden Immortal.
Compared to the Human Clan a thousand years ago, this strength indeed represented rapid growth.
However, for the Demon Clan, it was completely insufficient.
One should know that the three hundred sixty-five Demon Gods Jiang Chen casually annihilated with a single sword were at least at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level.
No matter how many Golden Immortals came, they wouldn't be enough for a Quasi-Saint to slap to death.
"To possess the power to contend with the Demon Court, being able to resist Quasi-Saints is the only path."
"Time waits for no one. Although the Human Clan has returned to great destiny, cultivating to the peak of Golden Immortal in a thousand years is already extremely fast. Above Golden Immortal, cultivation will increase slower and slower, and it's even normal to be stuck at a breakthrough point for tens of thousands of years."
"I must accelerate the Human Clan's rise. Or, perhaps, I should first help the Ancestral Witches, these powerful helpers, recover."
Jiang Chen kept muttering to himself.
Soon, he made up his mind.
Since the Demon Clan War needed to end in his hands, he might as well go big!
Decide the victor in one battle, and completely put an end to the Demon Clan War.
"The Human Clan needs to rise. The Human Clan and Witch Clan need strong individuals who can resist the Demon Clan's several Quasi-Saints. In a short time, the only variable is the new book."
"Which kind of new book should be chosen?"
"Of the previous three new books, the first, [different fire fighting world], was the easiest for the Human Clan to achieve immortality, as one could reach the heavens by merely devouring different fires."
"The second, [invincible bear child], brought about the transformation of the Human Clan's physique and also ushered in the beginning of the Human Path."
"The third, [One Leaf Covers the Sky], was a groundbreaking work that led to the complete rise of the Human Clan!"
"Now, the fourth book must not only carry the foundation of the Human Clan but also possess an indomitable spirit!"
"Only then can the entire clan ascend to the Demon Court and bring a final curtain to everything."
So, what exactly should he choose?
Jiang Chen hesitated.
Countless new books flashed through his mind.
Almost every one was a masterpiece, a work of deification.
Saint King? Yang God? Desolate Era? Swallowing the Starry Universe....
Jiang Chen even had the urge to bring in famous works like Journey to the West and Investiture of the Gods 0.....
But he only thought about it.
Because he knew that it was not yet time; those books would not produce an effect suitable for the era.
Jiang Chen had to consider everything.
It wasn't just about casually writing a book.
He needed to find something that resonated with the Human Clan's era.
"Eh~~~"
"This deified work, it seems..."
Suddenly, all of Jiang Chen's thoughts were locked onto a single new book.
Moreover, the more he thought about it, the more hopeful he became.
Once this thought arose, it could no longer be suppressed.
All other books in his mind made way for this one.
Soon, Jiang Chen picked up his brush!
On the book's cover, he wrote the title and a brief introduction.
Immediately after, two golden characters appeared in the Avenue Library.
"immortal tomb!"
Accompanying it was a line of introduction.
"A young man who died ten thousand years ago resurrects from an ancient immortal tomb...."
"A group of admirable people, a tragic path forward... a battle song against the heavens!"
Jiang Chen had decided on the new book!
The two characters of the title seemed to have a soul.
"Traversing the Starry Universe, refining the heaven and earth's profound yellow, even escaping the Six Paths of Reincarnation, one still cannot escape the turmoil of heaven and earth."
Jiang Chen continuously murmured the first passage from the new book, not putting down his brush for a long time.
He felt that only by personally entering the world within the book could more living beings truly resonate, and only then could he better receive reading points and divine artifacts from the book.
"A cemetery burying countless gods and demons!"
Almost instantly, Jiang Chen felt his vision go dark.
There was no light around him.
The scent of earth surrounded him.
Compared to the last time he entered the world of [One Leaf Covers the Sky] and stayed in the bronze coffin, it felt even more oppressive and suffocating.
Bang!
A pale, skeletal hand struggled to push aside the soil, reaching out from the grave.