It's only natural? Digging a pit for Dijun

Xuan Du's soft scoff echoed exceptionally clearly in the tense silence.

His gaze was calm as he slowly swept over Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi, whose faces were ashen.

Xuan Du spoke, his voice not loud, yet every word struck the hearts and minds of all the powerful beings present.

"I just heard Your Majesty mention that the Human Race offended the might of the Demon Court, thus carrying out acts of slaughter."

He paused slightly, his tone carrying an indescribable mockery.

"But before today, in what way did my billions of unarmed kin offend any rule of the Demon Court?"

"Allowing countless demons to feast on my race for years, slaughtering them wantonly, treating them as less than grass?"

Below, billions of humans recalled past tragedies, their hearts filled with grief and indignation as they looked towards the two resplendent figures in the sky.

Di Jun's brows furrowed, the ominous premonition growing stronger in his heart.

He always felt that this Xuan Du was up to something.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi, however, laughed in anger. His nature was domineering, and he had never taken the Human Race seriously.

"Hmph!"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi scoffed, his voice carrying undisguised contempt as it reverberated through heaven and earth.

"The strong prey on the weak; this is the iron law of the Great Wilderness!"

"Your Human Race has shallow origins, weak as ants. It is your honor to be able to fill the bellies of our demon race's younglings!"

"So what if we slaughter? Do we need your permission?"

His words were harsh, trampling on the dignity of the Human Race.

Countless humans, upon hearing this, had bloodshot eyes and clenched fists, their nails digging deeply into their flesh.

The Three Ancestors, Suiren Shi, Youchao Shi, and Ziyi Shi, also wore grim expressions, their chests filled with immense frustration.

However.

Facing Eastern Emperor Taiyi's words, which were practically a humiliation.

Xuan Du, on the altar, did not get angry. Instead... he smiled.

The smile was faint, the corners of his mouth curving slightly.

He even shook his head gently, as if he had heard something amusing.

This scene stunned all the powerful beings who were observing the situation.

Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi's brows were tightly furrowed, a flicker of doubt flashing in their eyes.

Could Xuandu have gone mad from anger?

The Twelve Ancestral Witches exchanged glances. Di Jiang's eyes gleamed as he quietly said to Houtu beside him:

"This kid... what is he up to?"

Houtu's delicate brows furrowed, her beautiful eyes falling on Xuandu's calm face. She felt he was becoming increasingly unfathomable.

She vaguely sensed that Xuandu's actions were by no means aimless.

Even the Three Human Ancestors behind Xuandu, along with the billions of their kin, were staring blankly at Xuandu's back at this moment, not understanding why their Master was laughing now.

Just as all eyes were upon him, shrouded in a cloud of doubt.

Xuandu ceased his faint smile.

He raised his head, his gaze meeting Eastern Emperor Taiyi's once more, his voice clearly echoing across the plains:

"So, in the Demon Emperor's eyes, slaughtering my Human Race is a matter of course."

His tone suddenly shifted, and he said coldly:

"Then, I must ask the two of you..."

Xuandu's gaze swept over Di Jun, finally settling on Eastern Emperor Taiyi's face, and he spoke word by word, earth-shatteringly:

"My Human Race was created by Saintess Nuwa from the earth, born inheriting the Saintess's creation, enjoying the Saintess's merit in founding our race!"

"The Demon Race so brazenly slaughters a race personally created by a Saint..."

He leaned forward slightly, his voice carrying a chilling question:

"Could it be... that you were instructed by Saintess Nuwa?!"

"BOOM!!!"

This statement was like Chaos Divine Thunder striking down!

The entire East Sea Coast seemed to freeze at this moment!

Di Jun's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of needle tips. The majesty he had forcibly maintained on his face instantly collapsed, replaced by disbelief and horror!

The Solar True Fire boiling around Eastern Emperor Taiyi suddenly faltered. The hand holding the Chaos Bell trembled slightly.

The arrogance and fury on his face froze, turning into a blank slate!

Saintess Nuwa!

Xuandu, at this very moment, had actually dragged out the Human Mother, the Demon Race Sage, who had been hidden beyond the Thirty-three Heavens and had long since ceased to concern herself with the affairs of the Great Wilderness!

This... this was simply a stab to the heart!

If they were once implicated with the instigation of a Sage... the nature of the matter would completely change!

That would be blasphemy against a Sage's Majesty! It would place a Sage in a position of inhumanity and injustice!

Empress Nuwa was the Human Mother, who had become a Sage by creating the human race, enjoying the human race's destiny and offerings.

If she had ordered the Demon Race to slaughter her own children, what would become of Saintess Nuwa's reputation if this matter spread?

Would the foundation of her Sage position be shaken?

What's more, Nuwa was also of Demon Race origin, formerly the Wa Empress of the Demon Court.

Although she had become transcendent after achieving sainthood, the incense and connection with the Demon Court remained.

Xuandu's question was tantamount to roasting Saintess Nuwa over a fire!

Forcing her to choose between the human race and the Demon Race!

Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi felt a chill shoot straight from the soles of their feet to their Heavenly Spirit Covers, their scalps tingling!

They had slaughtered humans precisely to forge the Witch-Slaying Sword. This was a top secret, how could Nuwa have ordered it?

But this matter was impossible to explain!

Were they to admit, in front of the Witch Clan and the direct disciples of the Jie Sect, that they had discovered the secret that human blood could restrain the Witch Clan?

Wouldn't that be telling the Witch Clan that their Demon Court was plotting against the Witch Clan?

At that time, how could the Witch Clan let this go? The tribulation would immediately erupt in full force!

Trapped!

Di Jun's face turned ashen, his chest heaving violently. He stared fixedly at Xuandu, wishing he could devour him alive.

This Child... what a venomous mind! What sharp words!

Eastern Emperor Taiyi's face turned red with suppressed rage, the Solar True Fire surging chaotically within his body, yet he couldn't utter a single word.

Deny it?

Then how could they justify their previous slaughter of humans?

Admit it?

That would be seeking their own destruction!

Not only Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi were greatly alarmed.

Even the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who were originally aggressive, were stunned at this moment.

Di Jiang's eyes widened, looking at the figure in green robes fluttering on the altar, and he murmured:

"This child... he really dares to speak!"

He never expected that Xuandu would drag Saintess Nuwa into this.

The situation instantly shifted from a witch-demon confrontation to a muddy mess involving a Saint!

Zhu Rong, Gong Gong, and the other Ancestral Witches exchanged glances, their killing intent unconsciously restrained a bit.

Involving a Saint, they had no choice but to be cautious.

Houtu's eyes flickered, and her gaze towards Xuandu became even deeper.

She finally understood the meaning of Xuandu's laugh.

It wasn't a laugh of helplessness, but a laugh of... complete control, of luring the enemy into a trap!

This child first revealed his identity as a direct disciple of the Jie Sect, deterring the Demon Emperor.

Then, he used the suffering of the slaughtered humans to provoke a question.

Finally, with the truth revealed, he directly invited Saintess Nuwa out, delivering a fatal blow to the Demon Emperor!

Each step was linked, every plan meticulously devised!

And behind the altar.

After a brief shock, the faces of the Three Human Ancestors and the billions of humans also became incredibly complex and suspicious.

Suiren Shi held the Firewood Staff of Eternal Flame, his fingers trembling slightly.

"Empress Nuwa... this... why would Master Xuandu say such a thing?"

Youchao Shi frowned, his bronze face filled with confusion.

"The Human Mother created us, a supreme kindness. How could she order the Demon Race to slaughter us?"

Ziyi Shi's beautiful eyes were also filled with incomprehension and a trace of... unspeakable panic.

Nuwa was the Human Mother, their creator, the source of their faith.

If even the Human Mother abandoned them... what hope would the human race have?

Didn't Master Xuandu's words shake the very foundation of the human race?

Countless Clansmen whispered amongst themselves, a sense of bewilderment spreading.

They believed in Xuandu, they revered Xuandu.

But this claim was too earth-shattering, wasn't it?

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