After considering a certain possibility, many great beings' faces instantly turned pale.
Could it be that the Demon Clan was also secretly slaughtering the living beings of the world?
If that were truly the case, it would be utterly terrifying.
Dijiang's deep voice once again resounded through the air:
"Since the Hongmeng Purple Gold List has revealed our Sorcerer Race's Demon Slayer Sword, the thing your Demon Clan forged cannot remain hidden either. Just wait for the Hongmeng Purple Gold List to expose your hypocritical faces..."
"Let all the beings of the Primordial Land see what kind of creatures your Demon Clan truly are..."
Upon hearing this, many great beings felt their hearts skip a beat.
After all, there was no smoke without fire.
Since Dijiang of the Sorcerer Race could say such things, it was enough to show that the Demon Clan was secretly forging something as well.
It seemed that neither the Demon Clan nor the Sorcerer Race was anything good.
Emperor Jun and Taiyi exchanged a glance in the Heavenly Court, and a trace of worry suddenly appeared in their eyes.
If the treasure they had secretly forged was truly exposed to the public...
Then the Demon Clan would lose all face...
"Brother Taiyi, are you sure there will be no problem hiding it inside the Chaos Bell?"
Taiyi gave a faintly bitter smile.
"Big Brother, things have come to this. We can only hide that treasure within the Chaos Bell. Whether it can remain concealed is impossible to say... After all, there is no better place to store it..."
Emperor Jun shook his head helplessly.
It seemed they had no choice but to do this.
What was destined to come could not be avoided...
The emergence of the Hongmeng Creation List had exposed many hidden matters.
No one knew what consequences would be brought to the Primordial Land once everything was truly revealed...
The Purple-Gold Qi in the sky began to boil once more.
A moment later, golden light blazed across the heavens, and another treasure manifested.
When the countless billions of living beings in the Primordial Land looked closely, they discovered that it was another long sword.
This sword looked like neither a sword nor a saber.
Its blade was not straight, but followed a bizarre curve.
One side was edged, currently radiating a crimson gleam.
The other side was lined with interlocking wolf-like fangs.
The moment this sword appeared.
Emperor Jun and Taiyi's expressions changed drastically within the Heavenly Court.
Their faces became exceedingly ugly...
They had never expected that even after hiding this sword inside the Chaos Bell, they still could not conceal it.
It seemed that, like the Sorcerer Race, the Demon Clan was about to suffer a humiliating defeat before all beings of the Primordial Land.
After the golden light manifested the sword.
The purple qi began to boil again, and then Grand Dao Script gradually formed in the air:
["Treasure Ranking, forty-fourth place: Witch Slaughtering Sword. Refined from the trunk of the Fusang Divine Tree, tempered with the essence blood and souls of tens of millions of humans. It has now reached completion and specializes in breaking the bodies of the Sorcerer Race. Great Witches and Ancestral Witches alike may be slain by it; its power is boundless. As it only targets the Sorcerer Race, it ranks forty-fourth. Owner: Emperor Jun!"]
The moment these lines of Grand Dao Script appeared, the entire Primordial Land erupted in an uproar.
Everyone stared toward the Heavenly Court with horrified expressions.
The entire Primordial Land fell completely into turmoil.
It turned out that it was not only the Sorcerer Race secretly slaughtering humans to forge swords.
The Demon Clan was doing the same.
The Demon Clan had likely slaughtered several times more humans than the Sorcerer Race...
In that case, the Witch and Demon Clans...
Neither was worth a damn.
Such monstrous killing intent was simply outrageous...
Many Primordial Great Beings cursed inwardly.
At the same time, they turned their gazes toward Wa Palace.
After all, the Human Race had been created by Goddess Nuwa when she attained sainthood.
Was it truly acceptable for the Sorcerer Race and Demon Clan to slaughter them so wantonly?
Was Goddess Nuwa really going to ignore this?
Everyone waited for Goddess Nuwa's response...
Yet no voice ever descended from Wa Palace deep within the heavens.
This caused many people's expressions to change again and again.
Ever since Goddess Nuwa created humanity.
She had essentially never cared for the Human Race again...
The Primordial Great Beings had originally believed that Goddess Nuwa was tempering the Human Race...
Now, however, it seemed that was not the case.
The Human Race had been completely abandoned by Nuwa...
Countless faces revealed expressions of sympathy.
The Human Race was actually being slaughtered so freely by the Sorcerer Race and Demon Clan. Was that not far too tragic?
The environment of the Primordial Land was already incomparably harsh.
The Human Race was weak, and survival was exceptionally difficult.
They had always struggled on the brink between life and death.
On top of that, all manner of disasters constantly swept through the Primordial Land.
The Human Race had already been reduced to barely clinging to life.
Yet the Sorcerer Race and Demon Clan still specifically captured humans and slaughtered them to forge the Witch Slaughtering Sword and Demon Slayer Sword.
The weak Human Race was now barely surviving like rats scurrying through the streets.
Perhaps before long, the Human Race would be completely wiped out?
The extinction of an entire race...
At this thought, many great beings shuddered.
At this moment, in a corner of the Primordial Land, countless humans stood gathered together.
Every face was streaked with tears.
After all, this was simply too cruel for them.
Since their birth, no matter how harsh the conditions they faced.
The ancestors of the Human Race had never given up.
Instead, they fought and struggled with all their might.
Filled with endless fighting spirit, they marched forward one after another to their deaths.
All they wanted was to preserve the final spark of the Human Race's bloodline.
So that the Human Race would not be completely exterminated.
They fought the heavens, fought the earth, and fought the other living beings of the Primordial Land.
They wanted only to gather the strongest fighting will, take root in the Primordial Land, and stand firm upon the earth.
To become a race that stood tall between heaven and earth.
To become a race of flesh and blood.
Yet at this very moment, they were utterly heartbroken and disappointed.
Since Holy Mother Nuwa had created them, why had she then ignored them entirely?
If she ignored them in ordinary times and allowed the Human Race to struggle freely, that would have been one thing.
But now, the Sorcerer Race and Demon Clan were wantonly hunting and slaughtering humans.
Why did Holy Mother Nuwa, the mother of humanity, still ignore them?
If that was the case, why had she created the Human Race in the first place?
Had it merely been to gain the Merit of Creation of Humanity and attain sainthood?
At this moment, under the leadership of Suirenshi and Youchaoshi, all humans knelt on the ground and devoutly worshipped toward Wa Palace:
"The Human Race humbly begs Holy Mother Nuwa to seek justice for us..."
"The Human Race humbly begs Holy Mother Nuwa to seek justice for us..."
At first, these voices were extremely faint.
But moments later, they spread across the Primordial Land like sparks setting a prairie ablaze.
Every surviving human knelt upon the ground, pleading to Saint Nuwa.
Their voices gradually became like mountains roaring and seas crashing.
That vast and majestic sound completely overwhelmed everything in the Primordial Land.
Between heaven and earth, there remained only the Human Race's earth-shaking cries of plea, like mountains roaring and seas crashing.
They had never needed Nuwa's protection.
Everything the Human Race needed, they would fight for themselves.
But now, at this moment, faced with injustice and slaughter, all they sought was fairness.
They merely needed Holy Mother Nuwa to step forward and seek justice for them.
Nothing more.
Those mountain-and-sea-shaking voices still cried out with all their strength.
Every human remained kneeling on the ground, begging Nuwa to reclaim justice for them.
All great beings were shaken by the Human Race, weak as ants though they were.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches in the Ancestral Witch Hall.
The two demon rulers of the Heavenly Court.
Their expressions all became exceedingly ugly.
Those weak humans, creatures no better than ants, actually possessed such courage?
Was this not making the Sorcerer Race and Demon Clan look utterly disgraceful? Was this not slapping them across the face?
Several times, they wanted to speak, yet in the end said nothing...
The Human Race's blood-weeping cries and mountain-and-sea-shaking roars continued without end...
The entire Primordial Land was filled with humans, all of them crying out in anguish.
Their unyielding perseverance and their eternal, indestructible will deeply shook the other living beings...
They asked for very little. They merely begged Holy Mother Nuwa to act and reclaim justice for them.
Nothing more.
At this moment, everyone's gaze fixed upon the direction of Wa Palace.
Saint Nuwa...
What choice would she make?
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