The Wu-Demon War Begins, the Truth Comes Out

The Great Witch of the Witch Clan, Xingtian, suddenly came to report. These words were like a thunderclap from a clear sky, exploding in the Pangu Temple.

The group of Ancestral Witch stood up abruptly, with Dijiang rushing forward and asking in surprise.

"A fight broke out? What fight broke out? Explain yourself!"

He panicked a little. He knew the truth, but he still wanted to ask again to confirm.

"Our warriors on the border have started fighting with the demon race, and the conflict has spiraled out of control." Xingtian said solemnly, his words ringing with conviction. His words shattered the hopes of the Ancestral Witch, sending chills down their spines.

"Why did they start fighting? Who started it without my orders?" Dijiang asked, somewhat agitated, grabbing Xingtian and shaking him back and forth.

Starting a fight at this point would be like rushing to your death, wouldn't it?

Everyone else is doing just fine, why did you hit them?

"I don't know the specifics either. I heard that there was a dispute, and my warriors accidentally injured a demon, which led to the fight." Xingtian replied, his voice hoarse from being shaken so much.

"Foolish! Why would you accidentally injure someone? Isn't there enough space for you to train?" Dijiang was furious, his anger rising.

"I don't know. Some say the demon race attacked first." Xingtian scratched his head, completely bewildered. He wasn't there at the time, so how would he know the specifics?

"So the demon race is going to attack us?" Zhurong's face was grim, his eyes burning with violent flames that distorted the void.

He was filled with fear and rage, wishing he could tear the entire demon race apart with his bare hands.

"This day has finally come... The Father God's intimidation has worn off. Perhaps the demon race has discovered something and is no longer willing to tolerate it." Xuanming Ming said with a solemn expression and a calm voice.

They pretended to receive support and gifts from the Father God, but it was all an act. In time, their facade would be exposed and the demons would notice.

Now that the demon race has discovered the truth, they no longer intend to restrain themselves.

Xuanming had anticipated this day, after all, it wasn't a long-term solution, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

"We're going to die anyway, so why fight them? I'll take them down with me!" Laozi Gonggong, having given up all hope.

He's furious and needs to vent. Before the Sage attack them, he wants to rush into the demon army's territory and kill as many as he can.

"That's right, since things have been exposed, let's fight."

The Ancestral Witch all said that they were prepared to make a final stand; since they were about to die, were they not allowed to fight back?

The urge to Slaughter is rising!

Utterly insane!

Dijiang's gaze swept over the Ancestral Witch, his expression solemn. After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke, "The demon race has already made its move; this battle is now unavoidable."

"However, my idea is that everyone should restrain themselves and try to preserve the bloodline of my Ancestral Witch!"

In the end, Dijiang sighed inwardly. At this moment, as the leader of the Witch Clan, he still wanted to prioritize the overall situation.

"You can stay if you want, I'm going to fight them!"

Zhurong said angrily, then turned and walked out of the Pangu Temple.

At the same time.

The main base of the demon race in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

When Fuxi and other powerful figures of the demon race learned of the news, they were immediately shocked and could not sit still.

"You damned thing, what's going on? Why are you fighting all of a sudden?" Guiche shouted shrilly, its nine bird heads raised.

The little demon who came to report was terrified, his limbs turning ice-cold as he lay prostrate on the ground.

"The Witch Clan attacked first. Our brothers were all killed, so we fought back. It's not our fault!" the little demon replied tremblingly, her voice filled with fear and indignation.

"Disaster! The Witch Clan knows the truth, and Empress Nuwa has abandoned us!" Jiuying slapped his thigh, pacing anxiously in circles.

"I knew this method wouldn't work; it wouldn't stay hidden for long. Now that the Witch Clan knows the truth, what should we do?"

"It's already quite remarkable that they've managed to hold out this long. Although the Ancestral Witch are foolish, they're not truly brainless."

"The solution came from Baize; we should ask him what he thinks!"

The powerful demons discussed amongst themselves, but eventually the topic shifted to Baize.

Baize sat below Fuxi, waving a feather fan in his hand, and wearing a white robe, looking very wise.

He remained calm, showing little surprise at the matter, as if he had expected it.

"This was just a delaying tactic. It was only a matter of time before the Witch Clan discovered it. Now that the battle has begun, we have no choice but to continue."

Baize spoke with a deep expression, a hint of suspicion flashing in his eyes. In truth, he felt that something was amiss, that it happened too suddenly, and that someone was up to no good.

But he didn't voice this question, because now that things had come to this, there was no point in saying it.

Upon hearing this, all the great demons fell silent, looking at Baize with strange expressions.

Baize usually has a lot of clever ideas, but today he had none and just wanted to get started.

The key issue is that they don't want to take action.

Isn't it better to just live a good life?

"How about... we seek peace with the Witch Clan?" Just as the atmosphere grew silent, a powerful demon tentatively asked.

Upon hearing this, the demon race leaders immediately erupted in excitement.

"I think you're dreaming. Given the nature of the Witch Clan, they'd be lucky if they didn't tear you apart alive after knowing they'd been deceived for so long. And you want to beg for peace? What right do you have to beg for peace with them?"

Guiche sneered, outwardly appearing disdainful, but deep down he also wanted to make peace, though it was almost impossible; otherwise, he might have considered it.

The great demon, scolded by the Guiche, smiled sheepishly and did not refute.

Fuxi listened quietly to the demons' words, feeling somewhat helpless. The fight hadn't even started yet, and they were already considering retreating. The huge disparity in strength made it difficult for them to muster the will to fight.

But things have come to this point, and there's no other way but to fight.

Thus, the long-peaceful Primordial World was thrown into turmoil once more, and the conflict between the Wu and Demon and demon races reignited. At first, both sides were relatively restrained and hesitant to unleash their full power.

Soon after, a message reached the Witch Clan: according to rumors, during the sermons of the saints, a powerful demon who had gone to listen to the sermons inadvertently revealed this information.

After becoming a saint, Empress Nuwa abandoned the demon race and completely stopped interfering in their affairs.

Upon hearing this news, Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witch were instantly enraged, followed by a surge of boundless fury.

They've been tricked!

It turns out that the demon race had been putting on an act all this time, trying to intimidate them, and this behavior actually coincided with their own.

The key point is that they were genuinely intimidated!

Recalling how both sides had been putting on airs and searching for each other in the void during this time, the Ancestral Witch were almost blushing with embarrassment. It was just too damn shameful!

"You bastards! How dare you play me! Laozi 'll kill these sons of bitches!" Qiangliang roared furiously.

The urge to Slaughter surged once more!

Utterly insane!