The War Ends, the Human Sovereign Attains the Dao

On the battlefield, blade light and sword shadows intertwined, and shouts of killing rose and fell. Soldiers from both sides fought with all their might, not retreating an inch.

Nine Heavens Xuannü continued to order the soldiers to beat the drums, bolstering the faith of Xuanyuan's side, which instantly increased their combat power.

Under the valiant efforts of Xuanyuan and others, Chi You's Army gradually fell into a passive position. However, Chi You himself was powerful and still resisted stubbornly.

Xuanyuan was still unable to defeat Chi You, Xuanyuan Camp.

Xuanyuan said to everyone, "My lords, what should we do now? The war is only one step away from ending, yet we have no way to deal with Chi You."

Cihang Daoren, being a meticulous person, immediately thought of Chi You's identity—the Witch Race. Thus, he softly said, "Senior Brother Guangchengzi, it would be wonderful if we could possess the Witch-Slaying Sword."

As soon as Cihang's words left his mouth, the Eleven Golden Immortals and Nine Heavens Xuannü present did not show any particular reaction, but Xuanyuan and Bei Xuan's expressions suddenly changed.

Their expressions turned grim and solemn, as if struck by something heavy.

At this moment, a hatred deeply buried in the bones of the human race was instantly ignited. This hatred did not stem from personal grudges but from the generational blood feud between the human race and the demon race.

In the Primordial World, the hatred between the human race and the demon race had continued for countless years. The demon race harbored deep historical wounds and hatred towards the human race.

Now, because the Witch-Slaying Sword was to be used against the Witch-Humans, who possessed the Witch Race's Tough Physique, the hatred in the hearts of Xuanyuan and Bei Xuan was re-ignited.

Although Xuanyuan and Bei Xuan had not personally experienced the demon race's slaughter of the human race, the blood feud could not be forgotten.

Seeing that the atmosphere was wrong, Nine Heavens Xuannü said to Guangchengzi, "Senior Brother Guangchengzi, leave the matter of the Witch-Slaying Sword to you."

Guangchengzi had also witnessed the demon race slaughtering the human race, so he said, "Alright, I will make a trip to the demon race to demand the Witch-Slaying Sword."

On the Vast and Boundless Land, the sky was extremely dim, appearing very oppressive.

And at the end of this land, there was a vast swamp, filled with thick miasma and toxins.

These poisonous gases intertwined and coiled in the air, forming patches of poisonous fog, making the surrounding air turbid and unbearable.

Within this area shrouded by miasma, all sorts of poisonous creatures ran rampant, such as poisonous snakes and poisonous insects. They struggled to survive in the harsh environment.

However, even in the face of such a harsh environment, there was still a type of creature that stubbornly lived here—that was the demon race.

At this moment, a figure flew from afar, it was Guangchengzi.

He looked at the barren land before him, his brows furrowed, "Is this the Primordial Northland? What a desolate place!"

Guangchengzi continued to fly forward. After crossing a mountain range, he finally saw the Demon Race's Dwelling Place.

Although there was no miasma here, the Spiritual Energy was extremely thin, a stark contrast to other places.

Guangchengzi shook his head and sighed, "The demon race has truly declined. They were once overlords of heaven and earth, but now they can only cower here. It is truly regrettable."

The current demon race were all Grass and Trees All Soldiers. Sensing the unfamiliar aura, they immediately appeared and blocked Guangchengzi's path. A Lesser Demon said, "Who are you, and why have you come to our Demon Race Territory?"

Guangchengzi said proudly, "I am Guangchengzi, the chief among the Twelve Golden Immortals under Primordial Lord, the Saint of Chan Sect. Hurry and call your leader out."

The lesser demon was startled to hear he was a Saint's Disciple, but since he couldn't directly see the Demon Saint, he had to quickly find their Great King. The Great King, upon hearing it was a Saint's Disciple, went to find the Demon God.

Only at the level of Demon God could one meet the Demon Saint. The Demon Saint Bai Ze was currently handling government affairs.

Bai Ze was so worried he couldn't help but sigh, "This Primordial Northland is truly too dilapidated. There's no Spiritual Energy at all, and the Demon Race cannot cultivate. The Demon Race's situation is dire."

Just then, a Da Luo Demon God entered to report. This Demon God was one of the few remaining.

"Lord Bai Ze, my subordinate reports that a Saint's Disciple has arrived."

"What?" Bai Ze exclaimed in shock, "Where?"

"Outside the mountain range."

Upon hearing this, Bai Ze quickly flashed out, thinking, "This is a Saint's Disciple! To make a Saint's Disciple wait... the current Demon Race cannot afford such disrespect."

Outside the mountain range, Guangchengzi, seeing no sign of the Demon Saint, was growing impatient.

This Demon Race is so ill-mannered. Just as my teacher said: Fur and Armor, Wet-Born and Egg-Hatched. Guangchengzi thought.

As soon as Bai Ze arrived, he saw Guangchengzi looking grimly towards the Demon Race's territory.

He quickly called out from a distance, "I did not know a Saint's esteemed disciple was visiting. Bai Ze has failed to welcome you properly. Please forgive my oversight."

Guangchengzi said with displeasure, "The Demon Saint truly puts on airs, making us wait for so long."

Bai Ze plastered a smile on his face and said, "I hope Fellow Daoist can forgive me! The environment in this Primordial Northland is extremely harsh, and this place is quite far from where I reside." As he spoke, he repeatedly cupped his hands in apology.

Then, Bai Ze further explained, "The lesser demon who delivered the message has low strength and flew slowly, thus arriving a bit late. I am truly sorry!" After speaking, he bowed deeply again to express his apology.

It wasn't that Bai Ze wanted to be so humble, but the Demon Race was no longer what it used to be, and Guangchengzi was a Saint's Disciple. To slight a Saint's Disciple was the same as slighting a Saint.

"Fellow Daoist, please come inside," Bai Ze said to Guangchengzi.

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"No need. I am here for the Witch-Slaying Sword," Guangchengzi stated directly.

"Witch-Slaying Sword." Bai Ze pondered for a long time. The Demon Race had forged the Witch-Slaying Sword by slaughtering many humans.

As a result, they had committed much sin, leading to humanity's hatred to this day. The profession of Heavenly Master exists specifically to slay demons.

Bai Ze took out the Witch-Slaying Sword and handed it to Guangchengzi.

He then said, "Since Fellow Daoist needs it, take it. I know you are asking for the Witch-Slaying Sword for Xuanyuan to deal with Chi You. Returning it to the human race will also help alleviate some of the Demon Race's sins."

Guangchengzi put away the Witch-Slaying Sword and directly rode his cloud away from the Extreme North Land, returning to Zhulu.

Xuanyuan Camp was silent, with only the whistling wind passing through. Xuanyuan and Bei Xuan stood quietly, their gazes fixed on the Witch-Slaying Sword, as if trying to see through the years past.

They remained silent for a long time, no one spoke, only thoughts churned within their hearts.

Finally, Nine Heavens Xuannü broke the silence: "Since the Witch-Slaying Sword is back in our hands, let us begin this final battle!" Her voice was firm and powerful, carrying a resolute determination.

Xuanyuan nodded slightly, a flicker of resolve in his eyes: "Good, let us use this Witch-Slaying Sword to defeat Chi You!"

He tightly gripped the hilt, feeling the cold touch of the sword, a wave of sadness rising in his heart.

Bei Xuan also walked to the side, looking at Xuanyuan with a solemn expression: "May we overcome all difficulties and complete our mission, and may the heroic spirits of the human race rest in peace thereafter."

He knew that this battle would determine Xuanyuan's fate, and the fate of the human race. They had to go all out.

Following Nine Heavens Xuannü's command, the soldiers in Xuanyuan Camp moved quickly, organizing and preparing for battle.

They were ready to face the impending decisive battle, willing to pay any price for the future of the human race, for their own beliefs.

The Xuanyuan army and the Chi You army began their decisive battle. The Chi You army suffered a crushing defeat.

Although his army was defeated, Chi You was still not convinced. Riding an Iron-Eating Beast and holding the Tiger Soul Blade, he said to Xuanyuan: "Xuanyuan, fight me. If you win, you will be the Co-Lord of the human race."

"Good." Xuanyuan, holding the Witch-Slaying Sword and riding Ying Long, fought Chi You. In the beginning, Chi You, relying on his powerful physique, forced Xuanyuan to retreat steadily.

But when Xuanyuan found an opportunity and struck Chi You with the Witch-Slaying Sword, Chi You's combat power was instantly greatly reduced.

Chi You was shocked and said, "This, is the Witch-Slaying Sword."

Xuanyuan struck again, and Chi You was knocked off the Iron-Eating Beast, lying on the ground with the Witch-Slaying Sword across his neck.

"Xuanyuan, I lost. Kill me." Chi You was completely convinced. Xuanyuan had the advantage of time, place, and people; it was not easy for him to lose. This was destiny.

Xuanyuan removed the Witch-Slaying Sword from Chi You's neck, a faint smile appearing on his face.

He said softly: "I will not kill you. In fact, I admire you greatly. You possess extraordinary courage and wisdom, which are very rare qualities. If you are willing, we can cooperate and create a better world together."

Upon hearing this, Chi You couldn't help but feel a complex mix of emotions. He had originally thought he would be executed by Xuanyuan, but now he received such an unexpected surprise.

However, his pride and self-esteem made it difficult for him to easily accept this proposal. He looked at Xuanyuan coldly and said firmly: "I do not need your pity, nor will I cooperate with you. I only believe in my own strength, and only through battle can I prove my worth."

Xuanyuan smiled slightly, as if he had anticipated Chi You's response. He shook his head gently, a hint of regret in his eyes. "Chi You, you are too stubborn. War only brings more destruction and suffering, while cooperation allows us to achieve greater goals."

"Don't you want to see a peaceful, prosperous world?" Xuanyuan asked softly, a hint of helplessness in his tone.

Chi You was silent for a moment, then looked at Xuanyuan with firm eyes and said slowly, "I understand what you mean, but our positions are different. There are too many contradictions and conflicts between us that cannot be easily resolved."

Xuanyuan sighed and said, "Chi You, I know there are differences between us, but that doesn't mean we can't find common ground.

As long as we are willing to put aside our prejudices and work together, we will surely find a way to solve the problem."

Chi You frowned and said after a moment of thought, "Perhaps you are right, but how easy is it to achieve that? Too much hatred and resentment has accumulated between our tribes, and it cannot be resolved overnight."

Xuanyuan nodded, showing he understood Chi You's concerns. But he firmly believed that as long as both sides were sincere, they could break the deadlock and achieve peaceful coexistence.

Chi You fell silent again, his mind beginning to ponder Xuanyuan's proposal. Although he still harbored doubts about Xuanyuan, he had to admit that peace was indeed more beneficial to the development of the tribes than war.

After an internal struggle, Chi You finally nodded and said, "Alright, I accept your proposal. The Jiuli Tribe will submit to Huaxia."

Xuanyuan smiled with relief and said, "Good, Chi You. I hope we can work together to create a bright future for our tribes."

The two looked at each other, as if seeing the dawn of peace. Although the road ahead was rough, they both believed that as long as they persevered, the dream of peaceful coexistence would one day be realized.

The protracted war finally ended, and Xuanyuan finally completed his mission.

Shennong held a grand ceremony on Mount Tai to abdicate and pass the throne to Xuanyuan, handing him the token of the Co-Lord.

Su Mu stepped forward again, holding the Kongtong Seal, and declared loudly, "Xuanyuan has united the various tribes of humanity, incorporated the Jiuli, and his merits are immeasurable. He shall be the Human Sovereign of humanity, as witnessed by heaven and earth!"