The First Witch-Demon War

"Here, this is the gift I'm giving you as your Master for taking you on as a disciple."

Immediately, Xuan Yi took out several Spiritual Treasures.

"This is the Mysterious Iron Ruyi Staff, a Mid-grade Xiantian Treasure. It can grow large or small, and its touch brings injury, its impact brings death. I obtained this treasure while traveling."

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

"As for cultivation techniques, I will teach you the Myriad Immortals Art and this Eight-Nine Arcane Arts."

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

"I hope you will cultivate diligently in the future and not let my intentions go to waste."

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

A 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 teaching me immortal methods."

The Six-Eared Macaque, having recovered from his surprise, immediately prostrated himself.

"Six-Eared will definitely cultivate diligently and will not let Master's expectations down!"

"Alright, get up!"

Xuan Yi stood up and helped Six-Eared to his feet.

"You should cultivate well first. With your current strength, you won't be able to unleash the full power of these treasures even if you have them."

"Buzhou Mountain is rich in spiritual energy and has countless rare treasures. This is an excellent place for you to improve your cultivation."

"Alright, go down and cultivate!"

After sending Six-Eared away, Xuan Yi continued his shameless life with Nuwa.

Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Court.

"We pay our respects to the Demon Emperor!"

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

Beside him stood Tai Yi, like a mighty general.

"Everyone, how has the Demon Race been developing recently?"

"And what about the Witch Race now?"

Ji Meng stepped forward and said, "Reporting to the Heavenly Emperor, the Demon Race is developing rapidly, with over a hundred experts at the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm."

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

"What? Why is this? Tell us quickly."

Di Jun and Tai Yi were furious.

"Reporting to the Heavenly Emperor, the Witch Race in the Primordial Chaos is developing rapidly. They feed on the flesh and blood of the Demon Race. Many lower-level demons have become food for the Witches. If this continues, our Demon Race may not have any new blood injected."

"Damn it, they want to destroy our Demon Race."

Di Jun stood up abruptly, flames swirling around him.

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

Di Jun was clearly enraged, and the True Sun Fire erupted unconsciously.

The temperature in the hall instantly rose sharply.

"Big Brother, calm your anger!"

Seeing this, Tai Yi immediately used the Chaos Bell to shield the demons below. If he had been a moment slower, many demons would have been burned to death by the True Sun Fire.

"The Witch Race has gone too far! Ji Meng! Go and deliver a declaration of war. If this hatred is not avenged, how can I have the face to be the Demon Emperor!"

As he spoke, the demons all knelt down.

Tai Yi, however, frowned.

"Brother, to be safe, let's go together this time."

"Good, my brother and I 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 with a heavy expression.

"Big Brother, stop talking. That Di Jun actually dared to send us a declaration of war. If we don't fight, won't others say we're afraid of his Demon Race?"

"Exactly, Big Brother. A mere Demon Race, as long as they dare to come, we will definitely send them back without returning."

Seeing the righteous indignation of the Ancestral Witches, Di Jiang was very pleased. This was his Witch Race.

"Good, since that's the case, we will fight a decisive battle with the Demon Race."

In the Primordial Chaos, on one side was the Witch Race led by the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and on the other side was the Demon Race led by Di Jun.

"Di Jiang, your Witch Race killed my demons and ate their flesh and blood. Today, we will settle this score properly," Di Jun said domineeringly.

Di Jiang let out a cold laugh. "Your Demon Race has wounded countless sons and daughters of my Witch Race. This debt will be settled today."

Di Jiang and Di Jun both had the character 'Di' in their names, as if hinting that their fates were intertwined from birth.

"Boom!"

The attacks of the two kings collided.

Di Jiang, naturally possessing a powerful physique, ignored the attacks from Di Jun's magical treasures and raised his sandbag-sized fists to strike Di Jun.

Di Jun, not to be outdone, let out a clear, loud bird cry and transformed into his true form, the Three-Legged Golden Crow.

The Three-Legged Golden Crow intensely gathered power, and a ball of True Sun Fire flew towards Di Jiang.

The heat seemed so intense that the surrounding space itself was about to burn away.

Facing the True Sun Fire, Di Jiang dared not meet it head-on and quickly used his spatial divine abilities to dodge the attack.

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

Tai Yi, protected by a Xiantian Supreme Treasure, faced off against Zhu Rong, Zhu Jiuyin, and Qiang Liang, three Ancestral Witches, and even held a slight advantage.

Although Tai Yi could fight three at once, the other Ancestral Witches were not to be trifled with.

Facing the remaining eight Ancestral Witches, the Ten Great Demon Sages fought with great frustration.

The Ancestral Witches had formidable physiques and each possessed a Law Divine Ability, making them impervious to ordinary magical treasures. A light blow from them was insignificant, but a blow from an Ancestral Witch could be life-threatening.

Therefore, even though they outnumbered the Ancestral Witches ten to eight, the Ten Great Demon Sages found themselves unable to gain any advantage.

The rest of the demons and witches devolved into a chaotic free-for-all, with both sides suffering heavy casualties.

Di Jun, who was fighting Di Jiang, also felt extremely stifled. Di Jiang's physical body was incredibly strong; apart from the True Sun Fire, no other attack could harm him in the slightest. Furthermore, with the enhancement of the Law of Space, he was elusive and unpredictable, making it impossible for the True Sun Fire to hit him.

Di Jiang's head felt as big as a bucket. Although Di Jun couldn't break through his defenses, the terrifying True Sun Fire surrounding him prevented any close combat. Di Jiang, unable to use his magical treasures, could only constantly maneuver with the Law of Space.

Both Di Jun and Di Jiang sighed inwardly.

For a time, the two were locked in a stalemate in mid-air, neither willing to make the first move.

Seeing their leaders cease fighting, the demons and witches below also returned to their respective sides.

Although no important figures were lost in the fierce battle, the ordinary demons and witches suffered heavy losses.

Less than thirty percent of the Demon Race survived, and all were wounded. Although the Witch Race had strong physiques, half of their kin had already fallen on the battlefield.

"Hmph, Di Jiang, I'll let you off today, but I will surely see your Witch Race annihilated in the future."

"Are you afraid of us? Next time we fight, not a single one of you will be left alive."

Witnessing the brutal aftermath, both leaders chose to call off the battle.

If they continued fighting, both the Witch and Demon races would likely perish together.

"Mountains don't turn, but rivers do. Witch Race, you'd better wait."

"Let's go!"

Di Jun, transforming back into human form, led the remaining demon army back to the Heavenly Court.

The twelve Ancestral Witches who looked at the battlefield all wore solemn expressions.

Di Jiang clenched his fists, his body exuding a powerful aura of killing intent. From a distance, he looked terrifying.

"I never expected the Demon Race to possess such strength."

"The blood feud for our countless sons and daughters cannot go unavenged."

"Send out the order, intensify training. Next time, we will make the Demon Race pay their blood debt."

"Go and bring back the bodies of our fallen sons and daughters. We will return to Pangu Hall to discuss countermeasures."

Thus, the first great war between the Witches and Demons ended in a mutual defeat.

Inside Pangu Hall.

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

"Next, Hongjun will conduct his second sermon. The Demon Race's strength will likely increase again. We do not cultivate the Primordial Spirit, so listening to the sermon would be useless. It would be better for us to enter seclusion and cultivate, striving to break through to the next realm."

Di Jiang, with a serious expression, spoke first.

"Alright, we'll listen to Big Brother. Next time those two birdmen come, we'll definitely pluck all their feathers."

Seeing her elder brothers and sisters decide to enter seclusion, Houtu, who had initially wanted to listen to the sermon, could only choose to do the same and enter seclusion for cultivation.