Frenzied Snatching of Primordial Violet Qi, Hong Yun's Calamity, and the Human Race Becomes the Overlord of the East!

"Tsk tsk, who would have thought that the greatest winner of the first battle between the Wu and Yao would actually be the Human Race."

"As expected of a race created by a Saint, they are truly blessed by the heavens."

"In a mere million years, at least four Quasi saint and tens of thousands of Daluo—the Human Race is truly terrifying!"

"Isn't the most terrifying thing their Martial Dao? It allows the Human Race to produce experts in an endless stream!"

"With the reproductive speed of the Human Race combined with Martial Dao, it is simply horrifying!"

"It's useless; no one can keep the rise of the Human Race in check anymore."

The Ten Thousand Races discussed it one after another, wishing to suppress the development of the Human Race, yet feeling powerless to do so.

More than fifty Quasi saint from the Ten Thousand Races had taken action, only to fall like rain within a single day.

The Ten Thousand Races had suffered deep injuries to their foundations and could not launch another encirclement against the Human Race in the short term, leaving them to watch helplessly as the Human Race continued to rise.

Demon Court, Thirty-three Heavens.

Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

"Damn Human Race, how insolent, what immense audacity!"

"They are nothing but blood food created by the Saint Nuwa for our Demon Race, yet they dare to commit such an act of insubordination!"

"Imperial Brother, I cannot endure this; I want to go and exterminate the Human Race!"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi was furious, unable to stop himself from loudly petitioning Demon Emperor Dijun.

It was one thing to be unable to defeat the Twelve Ancestral Witches in single combat, as they were, after all, a group of supreme experts transformed from Pangu Blood Essence.

But the Postnatal Human Race—by what right did they dare to trample on the heads of the Demon Race?

In particular, the fact that the Human Race had occupied the starry sky, greatly weakening the foundation of the Demon Race, left Eastern Emperor Taiyi unable to contain his rage.

"Wait, Eastern Emperor!"

"Our race and the Witch Clan have fought a great battle, both sides suffering heavy losses."

"At present, the Seven Luminaries and other stars have been usurped by the Human Race, and the power of the Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation has plummeted."

"If we strike at the Human Race now, once the Witch Clan launches a counterattack, our Demon Race will surely perish!"

Hearing this, the Demon Race's Xi Huang Fuxi was the first to speak, solemnly blocking Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

It had nothing to do with whether the Human Race was created by Nuwa; Fuxi was simply making what he believed to be the correct judgment based on the current situation of the Demon Race.

"Demon Master, what are your thoughts?"

With eyes like torches, Demon Emperor Dijun looked toward the Demon Master Kunpeng and asked in a deep voice.

"The Human Race has at most four Quasi saint; the remaining Daluo can be ignored."

"Therefore, I believe the Witch Clan remains the greatest threat."

"The Twelve Ancestral Witches alone, by summoning the Pangu True Body, are enough to pose a fatal threat to our Demon Race."

"If we cannot contend with the Pangu True Body, everything our Demon Race does will be in vain."

"Unless our Demon Race can have a true Saint."

Looking at Dijun, Kunpeng spoke without hesitation.

"This..."

Listening to Kunpeng's words, Dijun, Taiyi, and Fuxi all had flickering gazes.

The meaning was clear.

Unless Nuwa took action, there was no way the Demon Race could ever defeat the Witch Clan.

But the problem was, if Nuwa had been willing to take action, she would have appeared during the previous Wu and Yao war.

Yet, the result was already before their eyes.

Subconsciously, the gazes of Dijun and the others fell upon Fuxi.

His body trembled slightly, and Fuxi lowered his head helplessly.

Although Nuwa was his younger sister, she was, first and foremost, a Saint.

He could give everything for the Demon Race, but he could not demand that Nuwa sacrifice herself for it.

"Actually, we do not necessarily have to rely on her."

"As long as we also seize a strand of Primordial Violet Qi and attain the Dao to become a Saint, wouldn't all problems be easily solved?"

Suddenly, Eastern Emperor Taiyi spoke, his voice solemn.

"Your Majesty, I believe this is an excellent idea!"

Fuxi and Kunpeng both voiced their loud agreement immediately.

"There are seven strands of Primordial Violet Qi in total; one has already attained sainthood, leaving six remaining."

"The Sanqing are direct disciples of the Xuanmen, and almost every one of them possesses a Heaven-Opening Supreme Treasure; they cannot be opposed by force."

"Zhunti and Jieyin could be targeted, but they are as slippery as loaches. In our current state, it would be difficult to catch them."

"That being said, the only target we can actually strike is Hong Yun!"

After a moment of contemplation, Di Jun spoke, his gaze burning with intensity.

"If not for Hong Yun giving up his seat, how could that scoundrel Zhunti have obtained the Primordial Violet Qi?"

"Since Hong Yun was able to give up one strand of Primordial Violet Qi back then, it is not impossible for him to give up another one now."

Nodding, the Demon Master Kunpeng looked at Di Jun and agreed.

"If he refuses to give it up, we will just beat him to death and snatch the Primordial Violet Qi."

"A man of no talent, how could he possibly deserve the foundation of sainthood like the Primordial Violet Qi!"

With a cold snort, Eastern Emperor Taiyi spoke in a domineering tone.

"Agreed!"

Nodding, Di Jun and the other high-ranking members of the Demon Race began to take action.

They summoned the remaining foundations of the Demon Race, preparing to intercept and kill Hong Yun at Fire Cloud Cave.

Buzhou Mountain, the endless abyss, Pangu Temple.

"Hongjun is simply being presumptuous, does he really think the Prehistoric World is his own home!"

"A remnant soul of a Chaos Demon God who occupies the magpie's nest, how dare he!!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches gathered together, with Zhurong and Gonggong roaring in anger.

"Enough, getting angry won't solve the problem."

"We should be thinking about how to completely annihilate the Demon Race in a million years."

Xuanming scolded them with a cold face.

"The Human Race has occupied the starry sky, causing the power of the Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation to plummet, making it insufficient to contend with our clan's Twelve Capital Divine Formations."

"After this battle, Nuwa did not make a move; the Demon Race will likely seek another way out."

"Either neither the Witch Clan nor the Demon Clan can have a saint."

"Or, our Witch Clan must produce a saint within a million years."

With eyes like torches, the Space Ancestral Witch Dijiang said loudly.

"Big Brother, what do you mean? Explain it clearly."

"Yes, Big Brother, stop keeping us in suspense."

Zhurong and Gonggong scratched their heads, their faces full of confusion.

"Idiots!"

"Big Brother means the Primordial Violet Qi!"

"The great formation erupts with the power of a saint, but it cannot last forever."

"If we want to determine the outcome a million years from now, we must focus our attention on the Primordial Violet Qi."

"We cannot touch Sanqing, Jieyin, or Zhunti; only Hong Yun remains as a lone traveler."

"Hmm, Zhenyuanzi is a close friend of Hong Yun, but that doesn't matter. They are just two Quasi saint, not worth fearing."

Xuanming scolded them and continued.

"Then we have chosen Hong Yun!"

Without hesitation, Dijiang shouted his orders.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches took action one after another.

Meanwhile, Sanqing personally reinforced the Kunlun Mountain formation and closed the mountain, refusing to come out.

Jieyin and Zhunti also went into hiding, their whereabouts unknown.

Only Hong Yun, neither hiding in Fire Cloud Cave nor seeking protection from Zhenyuanzi at Wanshou Mountain, began to travel across the Prehistoric World.

The eastern part of the Prehistoric World.

Nine hundred billion humans walked out from the Shore of the East Sea, spreading to every corner of the eastern Prehistoric World.

Under the protection of thirty thousand Martial Emperor (Da Luo) Early-stage and one thousand Martial Emperor (Da Luo) Mid-stage experts.

Led by various Immortal Realm (Taiyi) elders of the Human Race, they continuously swept through the disobedient creatures of the Ten Thousand Races, constantly expanding their territory and increasing their fortune.

Without the Witch and Demon Clans, the Ten Thousand Races alone could not stop the expansion of the Human Race.

The Ten Thousand Races retreated step by step, their living space constantly being squeezed by the Human Race.

As the Ten Thousand Races cowered, Da Ting Shi chose to head overseas, engaging in successive battles with the Dragon Clan of the East Sea. After killing more than a dozen Dragon Clan Da Luo, he disappeared without a trace.

"The Ten Thousand Races shall never be slaves!!"

In a fit of rage, the Ten Thousand Races Alliance in the eastern Prehistoric World rose up, shouting slogans.

What awaited them were the six great Human Race clan leaders who had emerged from seclusion: Da Ting Shi, Zhu Xiang Shi, Ge Tian Shi, Li Lu Shi, Hao Ying Shi, and Wu Huai Shi.

Six Martial Emperor (Da Luo) Peak-stage experts, their entire bodies adorned with brilliant Postnatal Spiritual Treasures.

Coordinating with thirty thousand Martial Emperor (Da Luo) Early-stage experts and one thousand Martial Emperor (Da Luo) Mid-stage experts, the six Human Race clan leaders roamed every corner of the eastern Prehistoric World, helping the nine hundred billion humans rapidly open up the situation.

In just a few tens of thousands of years, the Human Race had almost become the hegemon of the eastern Prehistoric World.

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