Mu Chen understood what Hou Yi and Kuafu were thinking.
As great witches of the Witch Race, how could they reincarnate while their clansmen were fighting to the death?
Mu Chen said calmly.
"You are only wisps of remnant souls now. You no longer have anything to do with this battle, nor can you help the Witch Race."
"If you refuse to reincarnate, you will only vanish like smoke and clouds, never to return."
Hearing this.
Kuafu and Hou Yi exchanged a glance and sighed.
"Senior, we are willing to reincarnate into the Human Race."
Mu Chen nodded in satisfaction.
He gently extended his right hand.
A huge vortex slowly appeared in the sky, and a tremendous pulling force surged forth, sweeping them straight inside.
Once he had finished all this.
He heard.
"Host detected experiencing the final battle of the Great Witch-Demon Catastrophe. Please choose."
"One: remain indifferent and fish for ten thousand years. Receive the divine ability Fiery Golden Eyes."
"Two: join the battlefield with your strength as a Daluo Golden Immortal and change the outcome for both races. Receive an opportunity to step into the Quasi-Sage realm!"
Mu Chen rolled his eyes.
Lunacy!
The battle between the Witch and Demon Races was a battle between Quasi-Sages.
Back during the First Dragon-Han Tribulation, Daluo Golden Immortals had been everywhere and were worth nothing.
Even now, after an entire tribulation, when Daluo Golden Immortals could vaguely qualify as overlords of a region, they still played no decisive role on a battlefield of this level.
"You want me to go off and die? Dream on."
Mu Chen grumbled at the system for a while.
Then he prepared to enter seclusion.
At the same time, he quietly split off a clone to watch the battle of the Great Witch-Demon Catastrophe.
He had already thought it through.
He would watch more battles like this.
Once the Journey to the West era arrived, he could go out and brag to all the gods and Buddhas filling the heavens.
The battle remained savage.
It already bore the horrific sights of the First Dragon-Han Tribulation.
The Ancestral Witches of the Witch Race, together with countless great witches, stormed the Demon Race's Heavenly Court.
Di Jun activated the Zhoutian Star Battle Grand Formation and the Hunyuan River Luo Grand Formation to protect the Heavenly Court.
Eastern Emperor Taiyi, meanwhile, held the Chaos Bell and single-handedly fought seven Ancestral Witches, his might astonishing.
In this battle, countless secret arts and forbidden techniques exploded, turning heaven and earth pale and shattering the Primordial World.
The ancient Primordial World was thus divided into the Three Realms of heaven, earth, and humanity!
Mu Chen's clone watched from afar.
Discovering that this was actually how the Three Realms had been divided.
He could not help feeling his hair stand on end.
That was too fucking terrifying!
He had no idea when he would possess strength like that.
Just then.
A soft, warm voice rang out.
"It seems you are quite curious about this battle as well, young fellow Daoist."
Mu Chen turned to look.
Nuwa!
She had appeared to his left and was silently watching the battle.
"So it's Saint Nuwa. Welcome, welcome."
Mu Chen hurriedly put on a lackey's smile.
Nuwa glanced at Mu Chen and asked softly.
"You actually chose the Human Race as your foundation, fellow Daoist?"
Could a Rootless Body choose a race for cultivation?
Perhaps.
But it did not matter to Nuwa.
It was just that Mu Chen's choice of the Human Race surprised her somewhat.
After all, she had created the Human Race herself.
Mu Chen hurriedly fawned over her.
"Of course! Humans are the most spiritually gifted of all creatures, and you personally created them, Your Ladyship. Naturally, they are far better than other races!"
Nuwa smiled faintly.
But as she watched the great battle before her, she could not help asking again.
"You seem to be on excellent terms with the Witch Race, fellow Daoist. What is your view of this battle?"
Mu Chen shook his head.
"I won't view it!"
Nuwa was slightly taken aback.
"You won't view it?"
Mu Chen nodded.
"This is the tide of events, brought about by the Heavenly Dao. Naturally, its course cannot be obstructed. Without the strength to contend with the Heavenly Dao, anyone who steps in will only become entangled in karma."
At this point, he glanced at Nuwa, seemingly casually.
"If someone truly forced a change, perhaps even a Sage could not bear the Heavenly Dao's wrath."
These words.
Immediately made Nuwa's expression fluctuate.
She came from the Demon Race and had also founded the Demon Religion.
If the Demon Race lost now, it would inevitably withdraw from the stage of the Primordial World in the future.
Then the Demon Religion would naturally decline.
So the reason she had appeared here now was actually that she was struggling over whether to intervene.
"Ahem..."
Mu Chen clasped his hands behind his back and said casually.
"It seems Saint Nuwa is quite torn. But if I remember correctly, you didn't attain the Dao through the Demon Religion..."
The moment his words fell.
They were like a thunderclap exploding beside Nuwa's ears, instantly bringing her to her senses.
That was right.
She had attained the Dao through the Human Race!
The Human Race was the foundation of her Great Dao!
Even if the Demon Race fell, she would not be affected too greatly.
But if she obstructed the Human Race's rise to become the protagonists of heaven and earth, the foundation of her Great Dao might suffer severe damage. Even a drastic decline in her cultivation was possible!
Nuwa broke into a cold sweat.
She could not go!
Even someone as powerful as her master Hongjun had not said a word about this catastrophe.
How could she, a mere Sage of Merit, dare contend with the great tide of the Heavenly Dao?
"Thank you for your guidance, fellow Daoist!"
Nuwa nodded repeatedly.
Then she stayed there no longer.
As long as she remained, she could shelter the surviving members of the Demon Race from extinction.
That would count as doing all that duty and kindness demanded of her.
Seeing this.
Mu Chen nodded in satisfaction.
Immediately afterward, his expression changed drastically.
He hurriedly shouted toward the horizon.
"Big sister, please don't send any more animals! I can't afford to feed them!"