"Ugh! This is so boring! When can we go take a look around the Primordial World?"
After Di Jun's marriage, he had ten children. The ten Golden Crows possessed the cultivation of Grand Unity Golden Immortals from the moment they were born. To protect them, Di Jun set up an array on the Sun Star and had the ten Golden Crows cultivate atop the Fusang Tree.
They remained there for several thousand years.
The ten Golden Crows had long grown tired of cultivation and had always wanted to visit the Primordial World.
"Big Brother, look! There's actually a flaw in Father's array!"
The ninth Golden Crow accidentally discovered a huge hole that had appeared in the array at some unknown time and hurriedly called his eldest brother over to look.
"Wonderful! Now we can go to the Primordial World. Let's help Father wipe out those damned Witch Race members!"
Seeing a chance to leave, the ten Golden Crows suspected nothing and spread their wings, flying toward the Primordial World.
Only Saints could silently break Di Jun's array, and the only one shameless enough to do such a thing was naturally Saint Zhunti of the West.
The two of them owed too much merit. To repay it, the first thing they did after becoming Saints was provoke a war between the Witches and Demons, pushing the development of the Primordial World forward.
After leaving the Sun Star, the ten Golden Crows headed straight for the Witch Race.
Because their cultivation was still too low for them to properly control the True Sun Fire, the ten Golden Crows looked like ten suns as they flew through the sky.
Wherever they passed, rivers dried up, and countless living beings were killed or injured.
"Kuafu, this is bad!"
"Ten little mongrel birds from the Heavenly Court have arrived."
"They aren't restraining the True Sun Fire around them at all."
"Countless Witch Race tribes have already been severely devastated!"
When Kuafu, a great shaman of the Witch Race, received the news, he immediately let out an enraged roar, transforming into a giant ten thousand zhang tall as he ran toward the ten Golden Crows.
"You mongrel birds, you dare cause trouble in Witch Race territory?"
"I'll pluck every last feather off you!"
With a swing of the long staff in his hand, Kuafu smashed it toward the ten Golden Crows.
Kuafu of the Witch Race possessed late-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal cultivation. In a one-on-one fight, the ten Golden Crows were naturally no match for him.
Kuafu's long staff whistled through the air with terrifying force, leaving the ten Golden Crows only able to desperately dodge.
Seeing how fierce Kuafu was, and realizing they were outmatched, the ten Golden Crows began to retreat and flapped their wings as they fled westward.
"Trying to run?"
Seeing the ten Golden Crows flee, Kuafu naturally refused to let them go and strode after them in pursuit.
But the heat emitted by the ten Golden Crows was simply too great, and Kuafu was stubborn to the bone. In the end, he died of thirst.
"Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!"
"We killed a great shaman!"
"Father will definitely be proud of us!"
Seeing Kuafu dead, the ten Golden Crows immediately became rather smug.
Swoosh!
A shrill whistle rang out.
While the Seventh Golden Crow was still reveling in his pride, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.
A long, sharp arrow had pierced his chest.
Before he could say anything, his vision went black, and he fell from the sky.
The one who attacked was Hou Yi, Kuafu's friend.
Watching Kuafu get killed by the ten Golden Crows, Hou Yi was consumed by grief. He immediately drew his bow and shot dead the Seventh Golden Crow.
Consumed by rage, Hou Yi revealed his ancestral shaman true form.
The divine bow in his hand was drawn into a full moon.
Another sharp arrow shot forth.
Seeing the Seventh Golden Crow die, the other Golden Crows had yet to understand what was happening when they saw an arrow flying toward the Fourth Golden Crow.
"Fourth Brother, watch out!"
The eldest Golden Crow shouted, but it was too late.
"Ah!"
The arrow pierced straight through his heart, killing the Fourth Golden Crow instantly.
"Ahhh!"
"I'll fight you to the death!"
Seeing his brothers die before his eyes, the eldest Golden Crow burned with fury.
With a furious roar, he transformed into a streak of golden light and charged at Hou Yi.
"Courting death!"
Hou Yi sneered.
He fired another arrow.
Boom.
The eldest Golden Crow died on the spot, transforming into a fireball that crashed into the Primordial World.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Avenge Big Brother!"
The remaining Golden Crows let out shrill cries of fury.
They transformed into streaks of golden light and charged at Hou Yi.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Seeing this, Hou Yi drew his bow and fired repeatedly.
The Second, Third, and Eighth Golden Crows perished.
"Run! Hurry back to the Heavenly Court and report this to Father Emperor!"
Seeing that they could not defeat Hou Yi,
the Fifth Golden Crow kicked the Tenth Golden Crow away.
The next instant,
an arrow pierced his chest.
The remaining Golden Crows were also shot down one after another.
"Brother!"
With tears in his eyes, the Tenth Golden Crow flew toward the Heavenly Court.
He knew he could not die. He still had to let his father avenge his brothers.
Hou Yi had no intention of letting him go.
He drew his bow to its full extent.
An arrow shot toward the Tenth Golden Crow.
"Boom!"
Di Jun, who had arrived just in time, blocked the arrow.
Di Jun had originally been in secluded cultivation in the Heavenly Court when he suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his chest. After making a calculation with his fingers, he learned that the ten Golden Crows were in danger.
Although he had arrived a step too late, he had at least saved his last son.
"Father, you must avenge my brothers!"
Looking at the corpses of the nine Golden Crows, Di Jun's eyes filled with tears. Gathering all his magical power, he launched an attack at Hou Yi.
"Boom!"
Hou Yi was blasted away by the strike. Although the Witch Race possessed powerful bodies, he had only one breath left.
Seeing that Hou Yi was still alive, Di Jun launched another blast of magical power.
"Di Jun, do you think there is no one left in our Witch Race?"
The eleven ancestral shamans had arrived and blocked the attack.
Seeing that the other side had superior numbers, Di Jun did not dare linger. Taking the Tenth Golden Crow with him, he went to Jade Capital Mountain.
"Lady Nuwa, Di Jun seeks an audience."
Upon arriving at Jade Capital Mountain, Di Jun bowed and kowtowed to Nuwa.
"Lady Nuwa, I wish to fight the Witch Race to the death."
"The Witch Race killed nine of my sons. This hatred is irreconcilable."
"Only my last son is someone I truly cannot stop worrying about."
"I ask Lady Nuwa to look after him."
At this moment, Di Jun no longer possessed the majesty of a Demon Emperor. He was merely an old father worried for his child.
"Rest assured, Fellow Daoist Di Jun. I do share some fate with this child, so let him remain here with me."
Having calculated that she shared some fate with the Tenth Golden Crow, Nuwa agreed to take him in.
"Thank you, Lady Nuwa!"
"If our Demon Race wins this campaign, I will surely repay Lady Nuwa's great kindness."
With tears in his eyes, Di Jun took one final look at the Tenth Golden Crow before turning and flying back toward the Heavenly Court.
Di Jun sat upon the Heavenly Emperor's Throne, grief written all over his face as he issued orders to everyone.
"Quickly assemble the army! This time, we must destroy the Witch Race!"
"Big Brother, what exactly happened? Where are my ten nephews?"
Seeing Di Jun like this, Eastern Emperor Taiyi felt that something was terribly wrong.
"Nine of my ten children were killed by Hou Yi of the Witch Race. Only Little Ten was saved by me."
"Worried that something else might happen to him, I entrusted him to Lady Nuwa's care."
Upon hearing this, Tai Yi burned with rage.
Xi He, standing beside them, rolled her eyes and nearly fainted on the spot.
"Di Jun, you must avenge our children!"
Xi He wept bitterly, clutching Di Jun's leg as she pleaded desperately.
"Rest assured, my wife! This time, I will definitely avenge our nine children!"
"Quickly assemble the army. Gather first near Buzhou Mountain. Once the ten-thousand-year deadline arrives, we will wage war against the Witch Race!"
At Di Jun's command, the vast Demon Race army marched toward Buzhou Mountain.
Left alone, Xi He looked at the empty Heavenly Court. Thinking of her nine children, she could no longer hold back and broke down completely.
"Hou Yi! You killed my nine children. I will make you suffer for the rest of your life!"
Having made up her mind, Xi He transformed into a beautiful woman and headed for Hou Yi's tribe.
After arriving at Hou Yi's tribe, Xi He took the alias Chang'e.
Through intentional and seemingly casual encounters, Hou Yi fell deeply in love with Chang'e.
After the two spent some time deeply in love, Xi He transformed into an immortal maiden and bestowed spiritual medicine upon Hou Yi.
After pretending to consume it, Xi He acted as though she had no choice but to ascend to the Moon Palace.
Hou Yi followed her all the way and became Wu Gang.
Truly, never offend a woman.
Meanwhile, Di Jun, who was preparing for a great war against the Witch Race, had no idea he was already wearing a green hat.
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