Primordial World: Starting with a Single Yuan to Instantly Kill Pangu's Talent

The sharp pain in his fingertips was nothing compared to even a ten-thousandth of the pain in his heart!

The Demon Race had gone too far in their bullying!

This was a blood feud that could never be shared under the same sky!

Even if he, Xiao Ran, fell here today, he would never let those dogs of the Demon Race off!

Xiao Ran's eyes split at the corners as he threw his head back and roared: "Today, I, Xiao Ran, swear this oath!"

"If I do not exterminate the Demon Race in this life, may I, Xiao Ran, never be a Witch again!"

Jiu Ying Demon Saint said darkly: "You won't get the chance!"

"If you want revenge, wait for your next life!"

With that, Jiu Ying Demon Saint couldn't be bothered to pay Xiao Ran any more attention.

He shouted: "All Demon Saints and Demon Gods of my Demon Race, hear my command!"

"Go forth at once and slay Xiao Ran!"

"As you command, Lord Jiu Ying!"

Hundreds of Demon Gods and Demon Saints laughed wildly and arrogantly as they converged to surround and kill Xiao Ran.

In their eyes, Xiao Ran was already a dead man!

They had several Demon Saints at the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal level, and hundreds of Demon Gods at the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal level.

Unless a miracle happened.

Otherwise, Xiao Ran could not escape the fate of falling and being slain!

"Leave half the army behind to protect Lord Xiao Ran!"

"The rest of you, follow me and charge out!"

Several Middle Witches roared, leading hundreds of thousands of Witch Army soldiers as they charged forward.

The remaining hundreds of thousands of Witch Army soldiers surrounded Xiao Ran in a tight ring.

Swearing to protect him to the death!

"Lord Xiao Ran, in the past, you always protected us with your life!"

"Now it's finally our turn to protect you!"

"May we be reborn as Witch Race Beings in the next life! To die for Lord Xiao Ran is our greatest honor!"

The Witch Army soldiers surrounding Xiao Ran were boiling with hot blood and roaring with overwhelming battle intent.

Xiao Ran's eyes were bloodshot, and he was on the verge of madness.

He shouted angrily: "All of you, get out of my way!"

"I, Xiao Ran, will not live on alone until I have fought to the very end!"

"Stay here, and let me charge into battle!"

"Once our people's reinforcements arrive, we can escape this deadly calamity!"

But not a single Witch Death Warrior answered Xiao Ran's words.

Aside from the tens of thousands of Witch Race Beings who surrounded Xiao Ran like an inescapable net, trapping him tightly in their midst.

The other Witch Race Beings kept roaring without cease.

Like moths to a flame, they charged at the hundreds of Demon Saints and Demon Gods with the courage of those who had already accepted death.

Hundreds of Demon Saints and Demon Gods from the Demon Race joined forces, all together manifesting divine arts and great techniques that dominated heaven and earth.

Bursts of sharp and terrifying killing force flashed through the air.

Weaving together in the sky into an impenetrable World Destruction Divine Net.

Completely enveloping the hundreds of thousands of Witch Army soldiers within it!

Countless Witch Race Beings fell one after another, dying miserably under the demonic claws of the Demon Saints and Demon Gods.

What was worse, these fiendish beasts of the Demon Race wouldn't even spare their corpses.

They slaughtered them while devouring their bodies into their stomachs!

No one knew how long passed.

The Witch Race Beings protecting Xiao Ran's side were all killed in battle, one by one!

Xiao Ran's hands and feet turned ice-cold, and his eyes, nearly spitting fire, gazed upon this utterly tragic scene!

Xiao Ran's tribe was a scene of devastation, filled with thick calamitous killing intent and the stench of blood.

In the sky, an endless, horrifying rain of crimson blood still fell without cease.

The entire Primordial World, in that moment, was shrouded in gloom and sorrow.

Making one feel an endless sense of oppression and suffocation.

Gazing at the corpses strewn across the sky and earth, the mountains and rivers reduced to rubble and ruin, Xiao Ran's eyes were bloodshot. He staggered, forcing himself with great effort to calm down!

Thousands of years of his hard work had turned to nothing!

Millions of his tribe's people had fallen here!

Even many of the Witch Clan's newborns had perished in this place!

This battle!

Every single member of the Xiao Ran Tribe had been slaughtered!

The only survivor was Xiao Ran himself!

Overwhelming hatred drove Xiao Ran to the brink of madness.

He stood proudly in the void, his sharp gaze locked onto the billions of Demon Army soldiers, showing no trace of fear!

Endless killing intent surged forth from him, sweeping across the All Heavens and Myriad Worlds.

"Today, I, Xiao Ran, swear to avenge my fallen people!"

"Even if this battle is doomed to defeat, I will not live on alone!"

His domineering, peerless voice pierced through clouds and mist, echoing throughout the universe.

Tens of millions of Demon beings felt a flicker of fear rise from the depths of their hearts.

Even Jiu Ying's expression turned solemn, a hint of emotion stirring within him.

The Witch Clan's fierce, heaven-defying courage and utter fearlessness in the face of death had long been known to all in the Primordial World!

And Xiao Ran's dominance and recklessness surpassed even that of millions of Witch Army soldiers!

Jiu Ying asked himself.

If the Demon Army he led were completely annihilated by the Witch Clan, and he stood alone against billions of Witch Army soldiers, could he still face death as calmly and fight with such blazing battle intent as Xiao Ran did?

In that instant, the ruthlessness in Jiu Ying's eyes grew even thicker!

There was no way he could let Xiao Ran escape this time!

He had to finish this quickly!

At any cost, kill him on the spot!

If Xiao Ran managed to get away by some stroke of luck, in time, he would grow into a monster even more terrifying than the Twelve Ancestral Witches!

By then, not only would Jiu Ying himself be doomed, but the entire Demon race would be buried alongside him!

Jiu Ying's gaze turned icy, and he roared, "Form the formation!"

"If Xiao Ran escapes today, neither you nor I will survive!"

"Boom!"

Ripples spread across the void.

The countless Demon soldiers shifted and maneuvered, with extreme skill, beginning to set up a killing formation under Jiu Ying's command!

Billions of Demon beings arranged themselves in an unfathomably mysterious pattern, sealing Xiao Ran tightly within the formation.

Countless Demon beings raised their hands and began forming seals.