Witch-Demon Cruelty, Adding Frost to Snow

"My witch shamans have discovered through their research that if the wronged souls and Fierce Ghosts of the human race are used to refine a grand formation, forming the Twelve Heavenly Fiend Formation's twelve divine fiend ghost bodies, then demons can be slain without a trace. Entrust this formation to the Great Witches of each tribe, and combine it with the 'Twelve Heavenly Fiend God Formation'—we will have an even greater chance of defeating Di Jun, Tai Yi, and the others!" Zhujiuyin once again brought up this new direction in his research on the human race.

"Good! The Witch-Demon War is destined to be incomparably brutal! As long as it can increase our odds of victory by even a fraction, we must try it. It is settled, then!" Dijiang's face was stern as he finally decided to make a move against the human race.

"Alas! What are we to do? If the Ancestral Witches commit such wicked deeds and offend Niangniang Nuwa and Laozi, the two Saints, how will we gain a foothold in the Primordial World in the future?" Houtu was anxious at heart and could not help voicing it.

Zhu Rong smiled dismissively. "Laozi is inactive, while Nuwa was born of the Demon Race. These two Saints have never cared about the human race. Sister Houtu, just set your mind at ease!"

"Inactive? That is merely an appearance. Matters concerning the human race are tied to Nuwa and Laozi's attainment of the Dao. So long as we do not wipe out the human race completely, I doubt the two Saints will go looking for trouble." Xuanming sneered.

"Laozi established Human Teaching for two reasons. First, he used the Merit of Establishing Teachings as an opportunity to draw down the merit of Creation and achieve Primordial Unity. Second, he spread the teachings and proclaimed his Dao lineage. The struggle among Saints is a struggle over Dao lineages and destiny. We cannot slaughter the human race around Shouyang Mountain, much less hunt and kill them excessively." Dijiang explained slowly, his reasoning entirely sound.

Upon hearing this, Gonggong seemed to gain an insight. "In that case, let us divide our forces into twelve routes. Each tribe can serve as a center, spreading outward in every direction. Kill them slowly, gather them slowly. We still have more than one yuanhui of time left—enough for the human race to be born generation after generation."

"Gonggong, you are right! This truly is an excellent method!"

The moment Zhujiuyin heard this, his heart suddenly cleared. Was Gonggong's proposal not the safest possible method?

So long as the Witch Race exercised restraint and preserved Laozi's Human Teaching Dao lineage, how could Saints take a few minor conflicts to heart?

As for Nuwa, she was their enemy, so naturally they did not take her seriously. Kill them, then kill them. Sooner or later, they would clash with Nuwa anyway. The main purpose of increasing the power of the "Twelve Heavenly Fiend God Formation" was to deal with Nuwa!

"If this succeeds, what is there to fear from the mere Demon Race?"

Having finally found a new direction for dealing with the Demon Race, the pressure on Dijiang greatly eased. He could not help throwing back his head in laughter. After suffering so many setbacks in the Witch-Demon conflicts, they had finally found a secret weapon this time.

Houtu's brows drew tightly together, and her expression struggled several times before she finally spoke. "I have calculated the Heavenly Secrets. If we act this way, I fear it will leave behind no small calamities in the future. And besides—"

Seeing that Houtu had continually opposed slaughtering the human race, Gonggong was deeply displeased and could not help saying, "Sister Houtu, this is a matter of great importance concerning the struggle between witches and demons. You pity the human race—but who will pity our Witch Race?"

"We too agree with this plan!" Seeing that Houtu still hesitated, the other Ancestral Witches pressed her in unison.

"Ah! Do as you please!"

Seeing that the other eleven Ancestral Witches all intended to move against the human race, Houtu could not defy the will of the majority. There was nothing she could do but rise to her feet and leave the Ancestral Witch Hall, letting them carry on as they wished.

After the Twelve Ancestral Witches convened in the Ancestral Witch Hall, the Witch Race finalized its plan, and a bloody tempest immediately swept across the Primordial World.

Having received the orders of the eleven Ancestral Witches, large and small Witch Race tribes began erupting into minor conflicts with the human race.

The Witch Race was powerful, while the human race was weak. In every conflict, even hundreds or thousands of humans joining forces were no match for a single member of the Witch Race.

Before absolute power, every human settlement throughout the Primordial World—except those within a million li of Shouyang Mountain—came under attack. Yet in every war that broke out in those settlements, the Witch Race strictly observed one bottom line: they would not wage wars of extermination, leaving the human race with a surviving spark.

Such major movements by the Witch Race naturally could not escape the eyes and ears of the Demon Race. News of their actions against the human race reached Di Jun and Tai Yi in the Heavenly Court at once.

Originally, the Demon Race considered the human race nothing more than superior blood food, useless for anything else. But after Tai Yi investigated, he immediately understood that the Witch Race was gathering human souls to refine Soul Gathering Banners for use against the Demon Race. Who would have thought that the weak human race could serve such a purpose?

Within the Heavenly Court, Di Jun, Tai Yi, Xihe, Fuxi, and Kunpeng gathered together and immediately began discussing countermeasures.

"Heh heh! Your Majesty, if the Ancestral Witches can use the souls of the human race and turn them into Fierce Ghosts to target our Demon Race, then our Demon Race can likewise use the soul power of these humans to refine magical treasures, increase their might, and slaughter the Witch Race!" Kunpeng said sinisterly.

"Indeed! Elder Brother, some days ago, I secretly descended to the lower realm, concealed my identity, and entered the battlefield between the Witch Race and the human race. With a single glance, I saw through the Witch Race's plan. The Fierce Ghosts formed after these humans die tragic deaths are indeed extraordinary. When millions upon millions gather together, their power is not insignificant. We can use them as well." Tai Yi nodded in agreement and recounted what he had seen and heard in the lower realm.

"If that is the case, then we shall act as well. But after all, the human race was created by Niangniang Nuwa. Let every division of the Heavenly Court follow the Witch Race's example and leave the human race some vitality. Do not exterminate the human race and provoke the displeasure of the two Saints." Di Jun made the final decision, setting the action against the human race in motion.

Very quickly, the demons throughout the Primordial World received the Heavenly Court's decree. Their actions against the human race immediately increased, and every day, hundreds of thousands of humans were brutally slaughtered.

The already precarious human race suffered another wave of attacks from the Demon Race, making their plight even worse.

Throughout the entire Primordial World, only the Dojos of a few Saints or peak great divine abilities remained pure lands. The human race, having suffered grievous losses, began a great migration, with the greatest number gathering at Shouyang Mountain.

This was the Dojo of the Grand Pure Saint and also one of the ancestral lands of the human race. Tens of millions of humans converged here from all directions.

At the same time, after learning of the tragic plight of other human tribes, the powerful human tribes near Shouyang Mountain likewise dispatched their elite clansmen in every direction to receive and escort their human brethren.

At this time, the Primordial World was swept by bloody storms, with slaughter everywhere. Among the entire Witch Race, only Houtu's tribe had not dealt ruthless blows to the human race.

Watching countless human beings die throughout the Primordial World, seeing the entire world become like a ghost domain with wandering souls drifting everywhere, Houtu could scarcely bear it. Yet she could only protect the human settlements near Houtu's tribe from attack; she simply could not alter the overall situation.

Houtu walked across the lands of the Primordial World. When facing the Witch Race, she concealed her identity, saving as many humans as she could; whenever she saw the Demon Race slaughtering humans, she struck with fierce force and slew countless demon beings.

Without realizing it, Houtu arrived at the Blood Sea. Looking at the filthy expanse of blood before her, Houtu froze, her expression complicated.