The Human Race Became the Overlord of the Eastern Region, While Hong Yun Faced Disaster and Everyone Scrambled for Primordial Violet Qi!

"Tsk, tsk. Who would've thought the Human Race would be the biggest winner of the first battle between the Witch and Demon Clans?"

"Truly worthy of being a race created by a Sage. They're blessed by heaven."

"In just a million years, they've produced at least four Quasi saints and tens of thousands of Daluo. The Human Race is truly terrifying!"

"Isn't the most frightening thing their Martial Dao? It lets the Human Race produce more and more powerful fighters!"

"With the Human Race's rate of reproduction on top of their Martial Dao, they're simply terrifying!"

"It's no use. No one can hold back the Human Race's rise now."

The Ten Thousand Races discussed the matter among themselves. They wanted to suppress the Human Race's development, but they were powerless to do so.

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

The Ten Thousand Races had suffered grievous losses. For the time being, they couldn't launch another encirclement against the Human Race, and could only watch helplessly as it continued to rise.

The Demon Court, the Thirty-three Heavens.

Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

"Damn Human Race! Outrageous! How dare they!"

"They're nothing but Blood Food created by Saint Nuwa for our Demon Clan, yet they dare to rebel against us!"

"Elder Brother, I can't take this anymore! I'm going to wipe out the Human Race!"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi was furious. He kept loudly demanding that Demon Emperor Dijun let him go.

It was one thing that they couldn't defeat the Twelve Ancestral Witches in single combat. After all, they were a group of powerful beings formed from Pangu Blood Essence.

But the Postnatal Human Race—what gave them the right to act as if they were above the Demon Clan?

The Human Race had even occupied the starry sky, greatly weakening the Demon Clan's foundations. Eastern Emperor Taiyi was livid.

"Donghuang, wait!"

"Our clan and the Witch Clan fought a great battle, and both sides suffered heavy losses."

"Now that the Human Race has seized stars like the Seven Luminaries, the power of the Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation has fallen greatly."

"If we attack the Human Race now, the Witch Clan could counterattack at any moment. Our Demon Clan would be doomed!"

At that, Fuxi, the Xi Huang of the Demon Clan, was the first to speak, solemnly stopping Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

Whether or not Nuwa had created the Human Race was irrelevant. Fuxi was simply making what he believed to be the right judgment based on the Demon Clan's current situation.

"Demon Master, what do you think?"

Demon Emperor Dijun fixed his sharp gaze on Demon Master Kunpeng and asked in a low voice.

"The Human Race has four Quasi saints at most. We can disregard the remaining Daluo."

"So, in my view, the Witch Clan remains the greatest threat."

"The Twelve Ancestral Witches alone can summon the Pangu True Body, which is enough to pose a deadly threat to our Demon Clan."

"If we can't stand against the Pangu True Body, whatever else we do will be pointless."

"Unless our Demon Clan can produce a true Sage."

Kunpeng looked at Dijun and answered without hesitation.

"This..."

Hearing Kunpeng's words, Dijun, Taiyi, and Fuxi exchanged glances.

The meaning was clear.

Unless Nuwa intervened, there was no way the Demon Clan could defeat the Witch Clan.

But if Nuwa had been willing to help, she would have appeared during the recent war between the Witch and Demon Clans.

Yet the outcome was already plain to see.

Almost instinctively, Dijun and the others turned their eyes toward Fuxi.

Fuxi's body trembled slightly as he lowered his head helplessly.

Nuwa was his younger sister, but she was also a Sage.

He would give everything for the Demon Clan, but he couldn't demand that Nuwa sacrifice herself for it.

"Actually, we don't necessarily have to rely on her."

"If we seize a strand of Primordial Violet Qi ourselves and prove the Dao to become Sages, won't all our problems be solved?"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi suddenly spoke, his voice solemn.

"Your Majesty, I think that's an excellent idea!"

Fuxi and Kunpeng immediately voiced their agreement.

"There are seven strands of Primordial Violet Qi in total. One has already produced a Sage, leaving six."

"The Three Pure Ones are direct disciples of Xuanmen, and nearly all of them have a Heaven-Opening Supreme Treasure. We can't fight them."

"Zhunti and Jieyin could be targeted, but they're as slippery as eels. In our current state, we'd have a hard time catching them."

"That leaves only one possible target: Hong Yun!"

After pondering for a moment, Dijun spoke, his gaze burning.

"If Hong Yun hadn't given up his seat, how could that bastard Zhunti have obtained Primordial Violet Qi?"

"Since Hong Yun gave up one strand of Primordial Violet Qi back then, there's no reason he can't give up another now."

Kunpeng nodded and agreed with Dijun.

"If he refuses, we'll beat him to death and take the Primordial Violet Qi."

"What right does a good-for-nothing have to possess the foundation for becoming a Sage?"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi gave a cold snort, speaking with domineering confidence.

"Good!"

Dijun nodded, and the Demon Clan's leaders began to act.

They gathered what remained of the Demon Clan's forces and prepared to ambush Hong Yun at Fire Cloud Cave.

Buzhou Mountain, the Endless Earth Abyss, Pangu Temple.

"Hongjun has gone too far! He really thinks the Prehistoric World belongs to him!"

"He's just the remnant soul of a Chaos Demon God who usurped another's place. How dare he?!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches had gathered. Zhurong and Gonggong roared furiously without pause.

"That's enough. Getting angry won't solve anything."

"Think instead about how we can wipe out the Demon Clan once and for all in a million years."

Xuanming scolded them coldly.

"The Human Race has occupied the starry sky, greatly weakening the Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation. It's no longer enough to stand against our Twelve Capital Divine Formations."

"In this battle, Nuwa didn't intervene. The Demon Clan will probably seek another way forward."

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

"Or someone from our Witch Clan must become a Sage within the next million years."

Dijiang, the Space Ancestral Witch, spoke loudly, his gaze sharp.

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

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

Zhurong and Gonggong scratched their heads, baffled.

"Fools!"

"Big Brother means the Primordial Violet Qi!"

"A formation that unleashes the power of a Sage can't last forever."

"If we want to decide who wins in a million years, we have to focus on the Primordial Violet Qi."

"The Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, and Zhunti are all out of reach. That leaves Hong Yun, who travels alone."

"Zhenyuanzi is Hong Yun's friend, but that doesn't matter. They're only two Quasi saints, nothing to fear."

Xuanming scolded them, then continued.

"Then Hong Yun is our target!"

Dijun immediately gave the order.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches promptly set to work.

At the same time, the Three Pure Ones personally reinforced the formation around Kunlun Mountain and sealed the mountain, refusing to come out.

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

Only Hong Yun did not stay in Fire Cloud Cave or seek refuge with Zhenyuanzi at Wanshou Mountain. Instead, he began roaming the Prehistoric World.

The eastern region of the Prehistoric World.

Nine hundred billion members of the Human Race left the Shore of the East Sea, spreading into every corner of the eastern region.

Protected by thirty thousand early-stage Martial Emperors (Daluo) and one thousand mid-stage Martial Emperors (Daluo),

the Human Race's Immortal Realm (Taiyi Realm) elders led the way, sweeping up the unruly beings of the Ten Thousand Races across the land. Their territory kept expanding, and their fortune continued to grow.

Without the Witch and Demon Clans, the Ten Thousand Races alone couldn't stop the Human Race's expansion.

The Ten Thousand Races' defensive lines contracted step by step, and the Human Race steadily squeezed them out of their living space.

As the Ten Thousand Races retreated, Da Ting Shi chose to attack overseas. He fought the East Sea Dragon Clan repeatedly and killed more than a dozen of its Daluo before disappearing without a trace.

"The Ten Thousand Races will never be slaves!"

In their fury, the Ten Thousand Races of the eastern region formed an alliance and raised the cry.

In response, six Human Race clan leaders emerged from seclusion: Da Ting Shi, Zhu Xiang Shi, Ge Tian Shi, Li Lu Shi, Hao Ying Shi, and Wu Huai Shi.

The six peak-stage Martial Emperors (Daluo) were adorned from head to toe with dazzling Postnatal Spiritual Treasures.

Together with thirty thousand early-stage Martial Emperors (Daluo) and one thousand mid-stage Martial Emperors (Daluo), the six Human Race clan leaders traveled throughout the eastern region, helping the nine hundred billion members of the Human Race gain a foothold with astonishing speed.

In just tens of thousands of years, the Human Race had practically become the overlord of the eastern region.