"Today, I will tell these youths of ancient times. In the future, they too will pass this inheritance on to their own disciples, children, and descendants."
"Generation after generation, the torch of our human race will never be extinguished. One day, we will truly rise!"
Such a thought flashed through the old man's mind.
Afterward, he focused himself.
He began teaching Zhou Yuan and the others the most fundamental path of cultivation.
As the old man began explaining cultivation methods, Zhou Yuan listened with utmost seriousness.
Never mind the immense dangers of the Primordial World.
Just the prospect of cultivating and gaining longevity was an irresistible temptation to Zhou Yuan.
Just as Zhou Yuan and the others listened to the old man's teachings and attempted cultivation for the first time in their lives.
Outside Luoyang.
The sky suddenly darkened.
All sunlight was swallowed by abruptly drifting black clouds.
Layer upon layer of surging black clouds.
They resembled towering, monstrous waves.
They constantly advanced toward Luoyang.
In the blink of an eye, they had completely surrounded Luoyang.
As the black clouds spread.
Gloomy winds and dismal mist also continued to billow forth.
A bone-chilling cold that living beings found difficult to endure began affecting all life beneath the black clouds.
"Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang..."
Urgent bells rang one after another.
Unceasingly, carrying the aura of iron and bloodshed, they spread throughout the Divine Capital and beyond in an instant.
At the same time, they conveyed an incomparably dangerous signal to every adult human.
The demon race... had attacked!!!
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Black clouds filled the sky, while gloomy winds and dismal mist enveloped Luoyang in an instant.
The entire world seemed to have fallen into darkness.
Beneath the urgent ringing of bells.
Everyone panicked.
The youths who had been listening to the old man's teachings beside Zhou Yuan all displayed bewildered, helpless expressions.
Clearly.
After hearing the bells, they had failed to react immediately.
That was normal.
After all, the Divine Capital of Luoyang had not encountered such an incident for many years.
As youths, they had never experienced a demon race invasion.
Even if they had received the relevant education in ordinary times, they could not react at once.
Though they had not reacted.
Their teacher had awakened in an instant.
"Everyone, retreat to the rear courtyard!!!"
With a furious shout.
A vast aura of Mana emerged from the old man's body.
In an instant, he shot into the sky.
By the look of it, he was going to support the defenders.
Zhou Yuan did not dare delay.
Taking the lead, he rushed toward the rear courtyard with his classmates.
It was called a rear courtyard.
But when they truly arrived, they discovered it was actually an enormous square.
Quite a number of humans had already gathered around it.
Men, women, old, and young were all present.
There were even more young people like Zhou Yuan and his group.
The situation was somewhat chaotic.
Fortunately, warriors were maintaining order.
Thus, although there was some confusion, it had not escalated into any serious problem.
"Alas, what wrong has our human race committed to suffer such a calamity?"
"Damn demon race! They have actually invaded the Divine Capital this time. I truly wish I could skin those fiends alive and eat their flesh!!!"
Zhou Yuan chose a spot and stopped.
Then, he suddenly heard people nearby discussing the demon race.
Zhou Yuan pondered for a moment before walking over.
After saluting and introducing himself, he asked about the matter.
Seeing that Zhou Yuan was still young, the people discussing it did not reject him.
"Young friend Zhou Yuan, you do not know this, but our human race is actually often threatened by the demon race..."
At this point, the man paused again.
He was not trying to keep anyone in suspense.
Rather, as he spoke those words, his emotions became so intense that he could barely continue.
"Why..."
Upon hearing him, some anger also appeared on Zhou Yuan's face.
Shared hatred for a common enemy, grief for one's own kind.
Those were the emotions truly welling up in Zhou Yuan's heart at that moment.
"For the Witch-Slaying Sword."
Another voice spoke from beside them.
"The Witch-Slaying Sword?"
Naturally, Zhou Yuan knew of it.
The Witch Race possessed powerful true forms that ordinary demons had no way of breaking.
Thus, the demon race used human flesh, blood, and primordial spirits to forge the Witch-Slaying Sword, placing it upon the battlefield to weaken the true forms of the Witch Race.
It was said that even the Ancestral Witches would be affected.
But so many years had already passed since the great war between witches and demons.
Had the Witch-Slaying Sword not already been forged?
Why was the demon race still slaughtering humans to create such a vicious weapon?
"Young friend Zhou Yuan, the Witch-Slaying Sword is not merely a weapon. It is a divine art that requires the continual consumption of our human race's flesh, blood, and primordial spirits to maintain."
"So calling it the forging of the Witch-Slaying Sword is actually incorrect. It uses the flesh, blood, and primordial spirits of our human race as sacrifices to unleash a vicious method against the Witch Race."
"Once activated, it can last for at most one hundred thousand years. Moreover, every hundred years, another batch of expendable materials must be added."
The man who had interjected later spoke more steadily than the others.
Yet within that calmness, Zhou Yuan sensed not cold-bloodedness, but an unfathomably deep sorrow.
No sorrow was greater than a dead heart.
The man before him.
Had likely witnessed too many such incidents.
To the point that he no longer had the strength to emotionally erupt over them.
"This!!!"
Zhou Yuan had not experienced so many things.
Upon learning the truth behind the Witch-Slaying Sword, he found it truly difficult to accept for a time.
Yet he still possessed reason, so he quickly forced himself to calm down. Rather than make any meaningless outburst, he merely looked at those beside him and asked:
"Could it be that no one will restrain the demon race's actions?"
"Our human race was born between heaven and earth. Must we truly be bullied by the demon race like this?"
Using the flesh, blood, and primordial spirits of humans to forge the Witch-Slaying Sword was vicious beyond measure.
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