The Primordial Era

Although Li Wu was reluctant to part with them, cultivating them was precisely for the purpose of dealing with the human race's crisis.

If they were to hide and not be used in times of danger, what would be the point of cultivating them?

Thinking of this, Li Wu gritted his teeth and said, "The human race is currently in peril, and it is time for you to demonstrate your value. Are you afraid?"

"We are not afraid! To die fighting for the human race is our honor!" everyone responded in unison.

Hearing this, Li Wu's blood boiled, and he shouted, "Good! Today, let us fight to our heart's content!"

"Fight to our heart's content!"

"Fight to our heart's content!"

Everyone shouted in unison.

Li Wu nodded and immediately gave the order, "Depart!"

With that, he was the first to fly out of the cave, and the rest of the human race followed him with high spirits.

Inside the Witch Clan's Pangu Hall.

"I knew Di Jun and Tai Yi wouldn't be able to sit still. Now they're launching a large-scale encirclement and suppression of the human race. This is clearly provoking us, the Witch Clan!" Zhu Rong roared.

"Exactly! The Demon Clan has gone too far; they don't take our Witch Clan seriously at all. The human race is our ally, and we must teach the Demon Clan a lesson!" Gonggong said indignantly.

"Hongjun once said that the demons control the heavens and the witches control the earth. Now the Demon Clan is invading the Primordial Continent on a large scale, so they are the ones who broke the agreement first. It is only right for us to take action. Moreover, the human race's Saint Father, Li Peng, is our brother-in-law, so it is only right and proper for us to lend the human race a hand," Xuan Ming said.

The Ancestor Witches all echoed their agreement, stating that the Demon Clan should be taught a lesson.

However, Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin remained silent.

After a moment, Zhu Rong couldn't help but ask, "Big Brother, what should we do? Say something!"

Di Jiang remained silent, clearly not agreeing to rescue the human race.

Xuan Ming spoke coldly, "Big Brother, it seems you have no intention of saving them. Tell me, what made you make this decision?"

Di Jiang heard the anger in Xuan Ming's voice and sighed helplessly, "Let Zhu Jiuyin tell you."

Upon hearing Di Jiang's words, Zhu Jiuyin sighed softly and said, "Recently, I made a breakthrough in the Time Law and inadvertently entered the River of Time, glimpsing some scenes of the future."

The other Ancestor Witches, upon hearing this, curiously pressed, "What did you see?"

Zhu Jiuyin surveyed his brothers and sisters and slowly said, "I saw the Demon Clan fall into decline and be driven out by the human race everywhere."

Zhu Rong laughed heartily, "It seems the Demon Clan is destined to decline in the future!"

"It will definitely be defeated by our hands!" Gonggong gruffly added.

The other Ancestor Witches also laughed, and the atmosphere became lively.

At this moment, Xuan Ming asked, "What about our Witch Clan?"

As soon as she spoke, the entire Pangu Hall fell silent, so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

After a moment, Zhu Jiuyin sighed, "I only saw the Primordial Continent covered with humans, but not a single Witch Clan member."

The Ancestor Witches were all shocked into silence.

"Could it be that the Witch Clan... was annihilated?" Xuan Ming asked in disbelief.

The other Ancestor Witches also looked at Zhu Jiuyin, their eyes filled with anticipation.

Zhu Jiuyin shook his head helplessly, "I'm not sure either. As soon as I saw these things, I suffered a backlash and was thrown out of the River of Time."

The hope in the Ancestor Witches' eyes immediately dimmed.

Xuan Ming still held a sliver of hope, "Does that mean it's possible that the Witch Clan wasn't **?"

Zhu Jiuyin pondered, "Perhaps. But the Witch Clan must have been in decline at that time, otherwise, they wouldn't be almost invisible in the Primordial Era."

The Ancestor Witches fell into silence once more.

Xuan Ming suddenly asked, "Big Brother, is this why you don't want to save the human race?"

Di Jiang remained silent for a moment, then finally nodded.

Xuan Ming also fell silent. Even just hearing about the possible annihilation of the Witch Clan and the future where humans covered the Primordial Continent made her feel a pang of discomfort.

Finally, the eleven Ancestor Witches shelved the proposal to rescue the human race in silence.

And Houtu?

She was still on Three Immortal Island and had not yet returned.

Di Jun looked indifferently in the direction of the human race and asked Bai Ze beside him, "What is the news from the other nine routes?"

"Everything is proceeding smoothly on the other nine routes; no strong resistance was encountered," Bai Ze replied.

"How many humans have we killed?" Di Jun's voice was cold.

"Approximately fifty billion," Bai Ze answered after a rough estimate.

Di Jun frowned upon hearing this, "Why only this many?"

"The human race is scattered, and the army needs to be divided into small teams for pursuit. Furthermore, those at the Grand Unity realm have not yet made a move, so the progress is slower," Bai Ze explained.

Di Jun pondered for a moment and said, "All Grand Unity and Quasi-Saints shall make a move. We must eliminate the human race as quickly as possible. If the Golden Peng Saint returns, the plan will have to be terminated."

"Yes, I will issue the order immediately," Bai Ze respectfully accepted the command.

In a Human Race tribe, The White Lotus Daoist, dressed in ordinary human clothes, gazed at the sky filled with demonic clouds and whispered, "This day has finally come... I thought with my main body and Nuwa here, the Demon Clan wouldn't dare to touch the Human Race, but who knew they would still make a move."

This person was Li Peng's Self-Corpse—the White Lotus Daoist.

He carried Li Peng's affection for the Human Race and had been hidden nearby, secretly protecting them since their emergence.

The tribal alarm bells rang, and Human Race warriors rushed out of the tribe.

The White Lotus Daoist sighed softly, "It seems it's my turn to act."

Before his words faded, his body shimmered with light, and he resumed his true appearance.

At first, everyone was shocked, then they all knelt and bowed, "Greetings, Saint Father!"

The White Lotus Daoist spoke calmly, "I am the Self-Corpse of the Golden Peng Saint, the White Lotus Daoist."

With a single step, he arrived before the demonic army.

Seeing a Daoist blocking their path, the demons sneered and accelerated, like scavengers fighting for scraps.

They believed that with their vast numbers, this person was simply seeking death.

The White Lotus Daoist shook his head slightly and gently waved his hand.

Streams of white light shot from his palm towards the demons.

Seeing that the white light seemed harmless, the demons all showed disdain.

In a moment, the white light enveloped the millions of demons before them.

Within the white light, the demons felt no discomfort. Instead, they laughed even more wildly.

The White Lotus Daoist spoke softly, "The Law of Purification, to purify all evils in the world."

As his voice fell, the demons who had been mocking the White Lotus Daoist suddenly let out piercing screams, and dense black energy surged out of their bodies.

In an instant, many who had committed grave sins were completely purified, leaving not even their souls behind.

Seeing this, the White Lotus Daoist murmured to himself, "The Law of Purification is indeed powerful in the Primordial Era. As long as one carries Karmic Debt, they cannot escape purification. After all, in this world of the strong preying on the weak, who hasn't had blood on their hands?"

With that, he flickered and rushed to the next tribe.

At the same time, the Golden Lotus Daoist arrived at a Human Race tribe being massacred by the Demon Clan.

Witnessing the tragic state of the humans, the Golden Lotus Daoist's rage soared. He immediately used the Law Manifestation technique, transforming into a giant tens of thousands of feet tall.

Upon seeing this colossal being, the demons were all terrified.

A demon general recognized the Golden Lotus Daoist's face and exclaimed, "It's the Golden Peng Saint! Run!"

Hearing this, all the demons abandoned their slaughter and fled in all directions on their demonic clouds.

The Golden Lotus Daoist couldn't help but smile at this.

Previously, the demons had been mixed in with the humans, and he was worried about accidentally harming them, so he couldn't go all out. Now that they had fled the tribe, he had no reservations.

He brought his palm down like swatting a fly, annihilating large swathes of demons.

After hundreds of consecutive palm strikes, millions of demons were completely wiped out.

The humans in the tribe looked up at the Golden Lotus Daoist's imposing figure and terrifying palm strikes, filled with admiration.

After it was over, the Golden Lotus Daoist retracted his Law Manifestation and said to the people in the tribe, "The Demon Clan is launching a large-scale attack on Human Race tribes. You should quickly head to the Human Race ancestral land to seek refuge."

With that, he turned and rushed to the next tribe.

At the same moment, Li Wu led the Human Race elites, galloping towards the border.

Before reaching the border, he heard screams coming from a nearby Human Race tribe.

Li Wu did not hesitate and was the first to fly towards it.

The remaining over a hundred thousand elite Human Race warriors accelerated and followed closely behind.

In a moment, Li Wu arrived above the Human Race tribe.

As soon as he arrived, he saw countless demons tearing apart and devouring the bodies of Human Race warriors.

Clearly, the warriors of this tribe had all perished.

Li Wu immediately activated his martial consciousness, probing in the direction of the previous sounds.

The moment his martial consciousness touched the situation inside, he became enraged.

He saw that the tribe was filled with the bodies of women, children, and the elderly, while numerous demons stood by with excited expressions, blood still dripping from their bodies and hands.

Clearly, these demons had just massacred all the humans in the tribe.

"Roar--!"

Li Wu let out a heaven-shattering roar.

Instantly, an invisible sound wave spread in all directions.

Wherever the sound wave reached, within a radius of a hundred miles, houses, trees, and demons below the Grand Unity Golden Immortal level all turned into dust.

Li Wu's move was created based on the martial art "Lion's Roar," specifically for clearing out fodder troops.

Li Wu's roar also caught the attention of Ji Meng, the Demon Marshal observing from the air.

"Clan Leader Li Wu of the Human Race? It seems I must request reinforcements from His Majesty!" Ji Meng muttered with a grave expression.

With that, he sent a wisp of his divine sense to relay the situation at this location to Di Jun.

Tens of thousands of miles away, Di Jun received the message and, without hesitation, transformed into a streak of light, flying directly towards Ji Meng's location.

At the same time, Li Wu also spotted Demon Marshal Ji Meng suspended in the air.

In an instant, Li Wu's aura surged, and his martial sense locked onto Ji Meng.

The next moment, he threw a punch directly at Ji Meng.

A terrifying fist imprint erupted from Li Wu's fist. The Demon Race members blocking its path exploded and were utterly annihilated.

Seeing the fist imprint approaching, Ji Meng's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly tried to dodge.

However, the punch had already locked onto him completely, making him feel as though the world was vast yet there was nowhere to escape.

This sensation was extremely accurate at the Grand Unity Golden Immortal level and was definitely not an illusion.

In a flash, despair appeared on Ji Meng's face.

He was merely at the peak of Grand Unity Golden Immortal, while Li Wu was already a Quasi-Saint level Great Power.

The gap between Grand Unity Golden Immortal and Quasi-Saint was immense. Even just being a Quasi-Saint, it carried the word "Saint," making it impossible for Grand Unity Golden Immortals to contend against.

Of course, those possessing heaven-defying magic treasures or spiritual powers were an exception.

But Ji Meng clearly did not possess such things.

Despite knowing he could hardly withstand the power of this punch, waiting passively to die was not Ji Meng's style!

At the critical moment, Ji Meng immediately revealed his true form, instantly transforming into a creature with a dragon's head, human body, bird's claws, and feathered arms.

Just as his transformation was complete, the fist imprint reached him.

Ji Meng dared not hesitate and hurriedly raised the Top-Grade Innate Spirit Treasure, the Purple Lightning Spear, in his hand to block in front of him.

"RUMBLE--"

A deafening roar shook the heavens. All the Demon Race members within tens of thousands of meters of Ji Meng were annihilated by the terrifying impact, turning into ashes.

As the shockwave gradually dissipated, a dragon-headed, human-bodied monster, covered in blood with both claws severed, appeared in the smoke and dust before Li Wu.

Li Wu sneered, "Still not dead? Then I'll finish you with another punch."

Before he finished speaking, he had already vanished from his spot.

The next moment, Li Wu suddenly appeared above Ji Meng's head and smashed his fist heavily towards the dragon's head.

Just then, a loud shout echoed: "Stop!"

Li Wu turned his head and saw Di Jun speeding towards them from a distance.

Hearing the sound, Ji Meng's eyes instantly blazed with ecstasy, and his life seemed to be rekindled.

However, this spark of hope was immediately extinguished by Li Wu's cold words:

"Di Jun? You've come at the right time. I'll let you witness firsthand how your trusted subordinate perishes by my hand."

With that, his fist descended.

"BOOM!"

Amidst the thunderous sound, Ji Meng's physical body and Primordial Spirit were blown apart by the punch. This prominent figure among the Ten Great Demon Marshals was thus killed.

Witnessing this scene, Di Jun's eyes turned blood-red, and he roared in fury, "Li Wu, you're seeking death!"

"I'm seeking death? Haha-- Today, I'd like to see if you, Di Jun, can kill me!" Li Wu laughed heartily.

At this moment, the elite team of the Human Race also arrived at the scene.

"Leave Di Jun to me. You all exterminate all the Demon Race members here!" Li Wu ordered coldly.

With that, his figure flashed, and he lunged straight at Di Jun.

Seeing Li Wu charging at him, Di Jun immediately summoned the River Map and Luo Shu, suspending them above his head. In his hand, he also revealed the Top-Grade Innate Spirit Treasure, the Sun Golden Wheel.

Once prepared, Di Jun charged forward.

Instantly, a fierce battle erupted.

On the other side, the Human Race elites, having received the order, immediately launched a fierce attack on the Demon Race.

The Demon Race, unwilling to be outdone, engaged them.

In the blink of an eye, both sides were locked in a chaotic melee.