Demon Court Enraged, Chang'e Flies to the Moon

In the Primordial World, above the Demon Court in the Ninth Heaven.

"Big Brother, the Witch-Slaying Sword is still progressing far too slowly. Ten thousand years ago, we discovered that Human Race blood, when used to temper blades, could easily break through the Witch Clan's defenses. That led us to slaughter the Human Race on a large scale, angering Saint Nuwa and Saint Taiqing. Now, it is no longer convenient for us to attack the Human Race."

Taiyi sat opposite Di Jun, his face filled with worry.

"Sigh, the karmic causes behind both Saints' ascension are tied to the Human Race. Their reaction is only natural. We must think of another way. If the Witch-Slaying Sword is not completed, the cost of waging war against the Witch Clan will still be too great."

Di Jun sighed. He was helpless against Nuwa and Taishang protecting the Human Race.

"Heh heh, Your Majesty, I think we can take another path. Since it is Human Race blood, and the Human Race has existed for so many years, quite a bit of it must have flowed into Minghe's Blood Sea. Why not directly refine Human Race blood from Minghe's Blood Sea to forge the Witch-Slaying Sword? That way, we would not offend the two Saints."

Kunpeng, seated to one side, offered his suggestion.

"Heh, Kunpeng, your mind really works well. How did we not think of that before?"

Taiyi's eyes immediately lit up at Kunpeng's words. That was right—nearly all blood in the Primordial World eventually flowed into Minghe's Blood Sea. They could completely extract Human Race blood from there.

"That is indeed a way, though it will likely take a long time to refine enough Human Race blood to forge the Witch-Slaying Sword."

Di Jun nodded as well.

However, just as the three