First War Between the Witches and Demons

"Here, this is the gift your master gives you upon accepting you as a disciple."

Xuan Yi immediately took out several spiritual treasures.

"This is the Mysterious Iron Ruyi Staff, a Mid-grade Xiantian Treasure. It can grow large or small; a graze will wound, a strike will kill. Your master obtained it while traveling."

"This is the Golden Profound Yellow Armor, composed of the Golden Armor, Golden Crown, and Golden Boots. It is a Mid-grade Xiantian Spiritual Treasure focused on defense."

"As for cultivation arts, your master will pass down the Myriad Immortals Art and these Eight-Nine Arcane Arts to you."

"The Myriad Immortals Art was created by your grandmaster, Dao Ancestor Hongjun, and focuses on cultivating the Primordial Spirit. The Eight-Nine Arcane Arts are the Mystic Sect's Teach-Protecting Art and focus on cultivating the physical body."

"I hope you will cultivate diligently in the future and do not disappoint your master's goodwill."

After speaking, Xuan Yi tapped Six-Eared's head.

A streak of golden light flashed, and the Myriad Immortals Art and Eight-Nine Arcane Arts were imprinted into the Six-Eared Macaque's mind.

"Thank you, Master, for imparting these immortal arts."

Having come to his senses, Six-Eared immediately kowtowed.

"Six-Eared will surely cultivate diligently and never disappoint Master's expectations!"

"All right, get up!"

Xuan Yi rose and helped Six-Eared up.

"Go cultivate properly first. With your current strength, even if you possess magical treasures, you cannot unleash their power."

"Buzhou Mountain is rich in spiritual energy and contains countless Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures. This is an excellent place for you to increase your cultivation."

"All right, go cultivate!"

After sending Six-Eared away, Xuan Yi continued living his shamelessly sweet little life with Nuwa.

Meanwhile, within the Heavenly Court.

"We pay respects to the Demon Emperor!"

Di Jun sat upon the Heavenly Emperor's Throne, his domineering aura filling the entire hall.

Tai Yi stood beside Di Jun like a mighty general.

"Everyone, how has the Demon Race developed lately?"

"And how are the Witch Race doing now?"

Ji Meng stepped forward. "Reporting to the Heavenly Emperor, the Demon Race has developed rapidly. We now have over a hundred experts at the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm."

"But the Demon Race may face a Calamity of Extinction in the future!"

"What? Why is that? Explain at once."

Di Jun and Tai Yi both flew into a rage.

"Reporting to the Heavenly Emperor, the Witch Race of the Primordial World has developed rapidly. They feed on the Flesh and Blood of the Demon Race. Many Demon Race members of lower cultivation have become food for the Witch Race. If this continues, our Demon Race may no longer have fresh blood joining our ranks."

"Damn it, they are trying to destroy our Demon Race."

Di Jun abruptly rose to his feet, flames swirling around him.

These flames were True Sun Fire, capable of burning all things.

Di Jun was clearly furious beyond measure, and even the True Sun Fire had emerged without his realizing it.

The temperature within the hall instantly soared.

"Big Brother, calm down!"

Seeing this, Tai Yi immediately used the Chaos Bell to shield the Demon Race below. Had he been any slower, many of them would have been burned to death by the True Sun Fire.

"The Witch Race has gone too far! Ji Meng! Go deliver a Declaration of War. If I do not avenge this grudge, what face would I have left to remain the Demon Emperor?"

As soon as he said this, all the demons knelt in salute.

Tai Yi, however, frowned.

"Brother, to be safe, we should go together when the time comes."

"Good. You and I, brothers, will flatten the Witch Race together."

On the Witch Race's side.

"Everyone, are you ready?"

Di Jiang looked at his eleven brothers and sisters, his expression grave.

"Big Brother, say no more. Di Jun actually dared to send us a Declaration of War. If we do not accept, would others not say that we fear his Demon Race?"

"That's right, Big Brother. The mere Demon Race is nothing. If they dare come, we will make sure none of them return!"

Seeing the indignant Ancestral Witches, Di Jiang felt very gratified. This was the spirit of the Witch Race.

"Good. Since that is the case, we shall fight the Demon Race to the death."

In the Primordial World, one side was the Witch Race led by the Twelve Ancestral Witches, while the other was the Demon Race led by Di Jun.

"Di Jiang, your Witch Race slaughtered my Demon Race and even ate their flesh and blood. Today, we will settle this debt properly," Di Jun said domineeringly.

Di Jiang merely sneered. "Your Demon Race has harmed countless warriors of my Witch Race. Today, we will settle that debt as well."

Both Di Jiang and Di Jun had the character Di in their names, as though it foreshadowed their fates being intertwined from birth.

Boom!

The attacks of the two kings collided.

Di Jiang had been born with an incredibly powerful body. Facing Di Jun's magical treasure attacks, he ignored them completely and raised a fist as large as a sandbag to strike Di Jun.

Di Jun was not to be outdone. After a clear bird cry, he transformed into the true form of a Three-Legged Golden Crow.

The Three-Legged Golden Crow suddenly gathered power, sending a mass of True Sun Fire flying toward Di Jiang.

Its heat seemed capable of burning even the surrounding space to ashes.

Facing the True Sun Fire, Di Jiang did not dare receive it head-on. He hurriedly used a spatial divine ability to evade the strike.

Tai Yi and the Ten Great Demon Sages clashed with the other eleven Ancestral Witches.

With a Xiantian Supreme Treasure protecting him, Tai Yi faced Zhu Rong, Zhu Jiuyin, and Qiang Liang, three Ancestral Witches, alone and even faintly held the upper hand.

Although Tai Yi could fight three opponents alone, the other Ancestral Witches were no pushovers either.

Facing the remaining eight Ancestral Witches, the Ten Great Demon Sages fought in a most stifled manner.

The Ancestral Witches possessed powerful bodies, and each had a Law Divine Ability. Ordinary magical treasures could not even break through their defenses. My attack on you does nothing, but one hit from you nearly kills me.

Thus, despite fighting ten against eight, the Ten Great Demon Sages still failed to gain any advantage.

The other members of the Demon Race and Witch Race were locked in fierce battle as well, with both sides suffering heavy casualties.

Di Jun, who was fighting Di Jiang, was equally frustrated. Di Jiang's body was incredibly strong; aside from the True Sun Fire, Di Jun's other attacks could not harm him in the slightest. Empowered by the Law of Space, Di Jiang moved like a phantom, making it impossible for the True Sun Fire to strike him.

Di Jiang was also deeply troubled. Although Di Jun could not break his defenses, the True Sun Fire surrounding him was too terrifying, making it impossible to get close. Di Jiang could not use magical treasures either and could only keep circling him with the Law of Space.

Di Jun and Di Jiang both inwardly lamented.

For a time, the two remained locked in a stalemate in midair, neither willing to make the first move.

Seeing their leaders stop fighting, the Demon Race and Witch Race below also returned to their respective camps.

Although no important figures fell during the great battle, the ordinary members of the Witch and Demon Races suffered devastating losses.

Less than thirty percent of the Demon Race survived, and every one of them was wounded. Though the Witch Race had powerful bodies, half their people had already fallen on the battlefield.

"Hmph, Di Jiang, I will spare you today. In the future, I will surely see your Witch Race destroyed."

"As if I fear you. When we fight again, I will make sure none of you survive."

Seeing the tragic state of the battlefield, both leaders chose to cease fighting.

If they continued, the Witch and Demon Races would likely perish together.

"The mountains may not turn, but the rivers will. Witch Race, just wait."

"Let's go!"

Di Jun transformed back into human form and led the remaining Demon Race army back to the Heavenly Court.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches looked toward the battlefield with grave expressions.

Di Jiang clenched his fists, murderous aura surging around him. He looked terrifying even from afar.

"I never expected the Demon Race to have grown so powerful."

"The blood debt for the countless warriors of our race must be repaid."

"Send the order. Intensify training. Next time, we will make the Demon Race repay their blood debt in blood."

"Go bring back the bodies of our warriors. We will return to Pangu Hall and discuss our next move."

Thus, the first war between the Witches and Demons ended with both sides badly wounded.

Within Pangu Hall.

"Everyone, in today's battle, our Witch Race gained no advantage at all."

"Next, Hongjun will hold his second lecture. The Demon Race's strength will likely rise once again. We do not cultivate the Primordial Spirit, so listening to the lecture would be useless. We might as well enter seclusion and cultivate, striving to break through to the next realm."

Di Jiang, his expression stern, was the first to speak.

"Good, we will listen to Big Brother. The next time those two bird-men come again, we will pluck every last feather from them."

Seeing that all her brothers and sisters had decided to enter seclusion, Houtu, who had originally wanted to attend the lecture, could only choose to enter seclusion and cultivate.