Demon Race Surrounds and Kills Human Race, Xuandu Appears!

East Sea Coast, Human Ancestral Land.

The faint hope that once lingered by the altar had now been replaced by despair.

Suiren Shi, Youchao Shi, and Ziyi Shi, the Three Ancestors of the Human Race, stood shoulder to shoulder on the simple altar's high platform, gazing into the distance.

On their faces, there was no longer the excitement and elation from not long ago.

Only a heavy, unshakeable sorrow, and barely concealed shock and anger.

Not long after Xuandu departed, and before they could even discuss matters in detail with the leaders of various tribes.

The change had descended!

"Rumble!"

At the edge of the sky, demon clouds rolled, spreading towards the East Sea Coast at a visible speed!

This was not a harassment by a small group of demon soldiers, but a true Demon Race Army!

Banners fluttered, and demonic qi soared into the sky!

Countless ferocious figures flickered in and out of the demon clouds, scales glinting, sharp claws chilling, their gazes firmly locked onto the human settlement below.

Powerful demonic qi was released without any concealment.

Profound Immortal, Golden Immortal, Primordial Unity Golden Immortal...

The number of Demon Soldiers and Generals, and their strength, far surpassed any previous slaughter!

What was even more unsettling was that these demons did not attack immediately.

Instead, they quickly spread out, blockading the entire East Sea Coast, and all larger Human Tribes within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles!

The sky was shrouded by demon clouds, making it difficult for sunlight to penetrate, plunging the land into dimness.

All Directions were blocked by demonic qi, making it difficult for escape lights to pass through, trapping hundreds of millions of humans within!

"Too fast... the Demon Race's speed this time is too fast!"

Youchao Shi's voice was hoarse, his fists clenched, veins bulging on his bronze arms.

He resisted, but appeared so fragile under the vast Demonic Might.

Ziyi Shi's beautiful eyes held a fierce glint. Gazing at the sky-obscuring demon clouds, her voice trembled slightly:

"They... what are they trying to do?"

"Are they trying to exterminate my Human Race?"

This hunt was entirely different from previous ones.

This time, it clearly had a specific purpose!

Suiren Shi held the Firewood Staff of Eternal Flame and said coldly:

"Xuandu just slew the Ghost Chariot and cleared the Demon Race from the East Sea Coast... The Demon Court's actions are no ordinary revenge."

His gaze swept over the frightened, uneasy crowd gathered around the altar below, his heart sinking.

"They must have sensed something..."

He thought of Xuandu's parting instructions, of the Secret of Blood that concerned the survival of the Human Race.

Could it be... the Demon Race already knew?

The thought sent a chill through his entire body.

"What... what should we do?"

A Tribe Leader stumbled over, his face filled with fear and despair, his voice choked with sobs:

"The Demon Race is in all directions, we... we can't escape!"

His words represented the shared sentiment of all the trapped humans at that moment.

An atmosphere of despair spread through the crowd.

The Three Ancestors remained silent.

Facing the overwhelming Demon Race Army, any words seemed pale and powerless.

Suiren Shi took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the storm in his heart, and raised the Firewood Staff of Eternal Flame high.

"Buzz!"

The faint flame suddenly brightened, dispelling the surrounding haze.

"Why panic!"

Suiren Shi's voice boomed like a great bell, forcibly boosting the morale of his people:

"Xuandu has already gone to seek a way out for us!"

"Before that, as the backbone of the Human Race, even if we die, we must not lose our integrity!"

His voice carried a resolute tone that infected those around him.

Youchao Shi stepped forward, his Blood Qi surging, and said in a deep voice:

"Indeed! Hold for as long as we can!"

Ziyi Shi also shouted:

"Women, children, old and weak, retreat to the center! All who can fight, follow me to set up defenses on the perimeter!"

Under the Three Ancestors' command, the panicked crowd barely stabilized.

Thirty-three Heavens, Lingxiao Palace.

Di Jun stood with his hands behind his back before a massive Star Chart, his gaze piercing the endless Void as he indifferently watched the scene on the East Sea Coast.

Seeing the Human Race trembling under the encirclement of the Demon Army, the corner of his mouth curled into a smile.

"Ants' Struggle is quite tragic and heroic."

Eastern Emperor Taiyi stood beside him, the Chaos Bell hovering in his palm, emitting a Misty Clear Light.

"Big Brother, since it's confirmed that the Human Race's blood is effective, why not act immediately and collect them all?"

"Why make such a fanfare and waste time?"

His tone carried a hint of confusion, and even more impatience.

If the Witch-Slaying Sword could be refined sooner, the Demon Race could tread flat the Witch Clan sooner and achieve Supreme Hegemony!

Di Jun slowly turned, golden flames leaping in his eyes, carrying a Profound air of Control Everything:

"Second Brother, do you know why that Mysterious Quasi-Saint slew Ghost Chariot and prevented the Witch Clan from touching Human blood?"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi frowned slightly:

"Naturally, he feared this secret would be leaked."

"Correct."

Di Jun nodded, his voice icy:

"The more he tries to Conceal it, the more it proves this secret is Crucial!"

"Now that Ghost Chariot has fallen, the Heavenly Secret is chaotic, and that Quasi-Saint is in hiding."

"I shall use these Billions of Ants on the East Sea Coast as bait, setting this Heavenly Net and Earthly Snare!"

His gaze once again fell upon the area shrouded by the Demon Cloud, his tone laced with Teasing:

"I want to see if that Quasi-Saint, Hiding Head and Showing Tail, will appear again for the sake of these ants?"

"If he appears... it's a perfect opportunity to investigate his origin. If we can capture and kill him, we'll eliminate future troubles!"

"If he doesn't appear..."

Di Jun's killing intent surged:

"When I have collected enough vital blood and refined the Witch-Slaying Sword, even if the Witch Clan is annihilated, it will be his death day!"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi's eyes flashed with understanding upon hearing this. He applauded and laughed:

"So that's how it is! Brother, your plan is brilliant! Kill two birds with one stone!"

After all, that creature had killed Ghost Chariot!

If they didn't kill this person, what would become of the Demon Court's authority?

How could the two of them rule the Demon Race?

As for the life and death of the Human Race... who would care?

Just then!

Swoosh!

A clear and misty colored sword light, without any warning, tore through the thick demon cloud!

Like the first ray of light at dawn breaks, it audaciously descended!

Where the sword light passed, the demonic qi was instantly shattered by the sharp sword intent.

An azure figure appeared along with the sword light, landing steadily on the altar peak, standing before the Three Ancestors.

His flowing sleeves fluttered, his expression calm. It was Xuandu, who had arrived!

"Xuandu!"

"You're back!"

The Three Ancestors and the countless humans below were stunned at first, then erupted in post-disaster ecstasy!

Xuandu's appearance instantly stabilized the hearts of the people, who were on the verge of collapse.

After all, Xuandu was the Human Race's strongest combat power.

Even the Human Race's Three Ancestors were only at the Early Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm now.

Xuandu did not look back at the excited crowd. His gaze swept across the demon race army in the sky, which had suddenly halted, hesitant and uncertain, due to his appearance.

"Demon Race."

Xuandu spoke, his voice not loud, but clearly transmitted throughout the Four Fields, carrying an unquestionable majesty.

"Retreat immediately, and your lives will be spared."

"Those who insist on proceeding will have their forms and spirits annihilated."

As his words fell, a Hunyuan Dao rhythm, transcending all things, slowly permeated from within him.

Though not fully unleashed, it already caused the Demon Cloud ahead to churn violently, and countless demons revealed looks of horror, instinctively feeling fear!

At this moment, in the center of the army, Ci Tie, who was responsible for the blockade, was greatly alarmed.

His body exuded a savage and overbearing aura. He was none other than Ci Tie, one of the Ten Great Demon Saints of the Demon Race!

Currently, this Demon Saint, who had always been fearless, had a face filled with disbelief and horror!

"Hunyuan... it's Hunyuan Dao rhythm!"

Ci Tie's pupils contracted violently, and he stared fixedly at the Green Clad Figure on the altar.

The aura of the person below was completely different from that of a Quasi-Saint who had severed corpses!

There was no superficiality of relying on spiritual treasures, no anomalies from stripping away obsessions.

Only a Hunyuan Dao rhythm that was pure to the extreme, forming its own world!

Transcending the Heavenly Dao, breaking free from all constraints!

This was definitely not a Quasi-Saint achieved through Primordial Violet Qi or by severing the three corpses.

It was the most difficult to break through to: Golden Immortal of the Origin!

"How is this possible... How is this possible?"

Ci Tie roared in his heart, his understanding of the world almost overturned.

The Path of Hunyuan, how incredibly difficult it was!

Since the Dragon Han First Tribulation, besides those few Innate Overlords who had already perished, who else could walk this path?

Even their Demon Race's Two Majesties, wielding Innate Supreme Treasures like the River Diagram and Luo Book, and the Chaos Bell, ultimately chose the more secure Path of Severing Corpses!

But this person before him...

Ci Tie felt the Hunyuan Pressure, and a chill surged through him.

His Majesties used the Human Race as bait, intending to lure out the one who had slain Ghost Chariot, but they never expected that this person was a Golden Immortal of the Origin.

How could someone who could break through to the Golden Immortal of the Origin be simple?

This is troublesome!

Disaster is imminent!

Ci Tie instantly realized the gravity of the situation.

If it were just an ordinary Quasi-Saint, even one with profound cultivation, he might still be able to contend with or even suppress them.

But a being who had forged their Path of Hunyuan...

Their methods, potential, and so on, far surpassed ordinary Quasi-Saints!

Facing an unknown Golden Immortal of the Origin, a direct confrontation was by no means a wise move!

However, Ci Tie quickly reacted.

With such a massive commotion occurring here, the Two Majesties would certainly be paying close attention.

He only needed to stall for a moment, and once His Majesties' true bodies descended, even a Golden Immortal of the Origin would find it difficult to escape suppression!

This person's aura was only around the early stage of Golden Immortal of the Origin, so stalling for time should be manageable.

With this thought, Ci Tie's heart settled slightly, and he forcibly suppressed the fear of a Golden Immortal of the Origin.

He took a step forward, his imposing, mountain-like physique tearing through the Demon Cloud, and descended thunderously into the void before the Altar.

Facing Xuandu from afar.

"Hmph!"

Ci Tie's voice boomed like muffled thunder, carrying the unique ferocity of the Demon Race:

"You who hide your head and show your tail, how dare you obstruct the affairs of my Demon Race!"

Xuandu's gaze calmly swept over Ci Tie, who had stepped into the air, his heart undisturbed.

Since the Demon Court had deployed such a force to blockade the East Sea Coast.

It was clear that Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi had learned of the fact that Human Race blood had a restraining effect on the Witch Clan.

Xuandu hadn't expected that despite his best efforts to prevent it, it had still been exposed.

However, he also knew that what had happened had happened, and the most important thing now was how to overcome the crisis.

Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi would undoubtedly be watching this place.

Sending Ci Tie to appear first was nothing more than a probe to test his true strength and origins.

Although Golden Immortals of the Origin were powerful, Xuandu knew himself best.

He possessed the Hunyuan realm and vast magic power, yet had never unlocked the Cultivation Technique Sum Feedback.

His means of dealing with enemies were scarce, with only the Shangqing Gongfa and Shangqing Sword Art at his disposal.

Once he truly engaged in combat, wrestling with a Demon Saint like Ci Tie, known for his formidable physical body and peculiar divine abilities, he would inevitably expose his true capabilities.

At that point, if Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi saw through his facade, unforeseen variables might arise.

The primary purpose of his journey was not to engage in a bloody battle with the Demon Race Army.

It was to secure a sliver of hope for the Human Race!

With his thoughts racing, Xuandu had already made his decision.

He completely ignored Ci Tie, who was advancing with surging power and formidable demonic might.

Under Ci Tie's hesitant and uncertain gaze, and the bewildered watch of countless demons and the humans below.

Xuandu slowly turned around.

His gaze swept past the excited and apprehensive Three Ancestors, landing on the myriad members of his race.

Suiren Shi was the first to react.

Although he didn't know Xuandu's specific plan, seeing him ignore the Demon Saint, he knew there must be a deeper meaning.

This was no time for hesitation!

Suiren Shi took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing his fear of the sky-filling demon soldiers.

He heavily slammed the Firewood Staff of Eternal Flame in his hand, a symbol of the Human Race's origin of civilization!

"Buzz!"

The faint flame suddenly surged by a third, its brilliance dazzling.

He stepped forward, the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal magic power of Heavenly Dao Merit circulating throughout his body.

"Sons and daughters of the Human Race!"

Suiren Shi's voice boomed like a great bell, overpowering the howling demonic wind:

"Xuandu is one of us, of the Human Race! Today, he is willing to impart cultivation techniques to the Human Race and protect our lineage from extinction!"

"This is an unprecedented opportunity for our Human Race!"

His gaze swept across the eager faces, his voice suddenly rising, he declared resolutely:

"All humans..."

"Perform the rite of apprenticeship!!"