Chapter 62: The Demon Clan Blocks the Town of Yuan Cheng

  The people saw the new Grand Elder speak, and quickly stood in order. Seeing that everyone was ready, Shen Nong placed the Qinglian Holy Symbol on the incense table, adjusted his clothes and bowed his head to worship, and the crowd also knelt down.

  "Let the Holy One know, this time the human tribe is indeed facing a calamity of extinction. The Heavenly Way is vast and boundless, and the thread of life is not yet broken. However, the thread of life of the human tribe is nowhere to be found. The Green Lotus Holy One is the supreme holy one of the Primordial Chaos, unchanging for millions of kalpas, indestructible for countless kalpas, truly a person of great divine power and magical abilities. I hope that you will take pity on us once again, bestow your blessings upon us, and the human tribe will be eternally grateful.

  Shennong's heart was racing with anxiety, this new Grand Elder was even more aware of the severity of the situation than the previous one. Recently, the witch and demon tribes' attacks had been fierce, as if they wanted to completely exterminate the human tribe. The great calamity was not far off. Seeing that the Green Lotus Holy Symbol on the incense table had no reaction, he became even more anxious, a mighty man, yet again starting to shed tears, constrained by his identity, he could only silently sob."

  "The Holy One of the Azure Lotus is above, and for five hundred years, the Azure Hill has been blessed with his protection. We, as a people, dare not forget this even for a moment. From top to bottom, everyone regards you as our ancestral father. Although you have no benevolence in giving birth or creating, you have the virtue of protecting us with your wings. I hope that the Holy One will take pity on us and bestow upon us his wonderful teachings, saving us from danger."

  As he spoke, Shen Nong became more and more agitated, and began to speak recklessly: "The Holy Mother has the merit of creating humanity, but not the virtue of protecting us. Our tribe was originally shallow-rooted, and if it weren't for the protection of the Azure Lotus Holy One, transmitting his teachings, granting us the law, and educating us with his virtue, we would have become extinct long ago. Heaven above, is it going to destroy our people? Is the Heavenly Way really so heartless, and does the Holy One not love us? The Holy One is inactive, but I still hope that he will look after us from afar!"

  "Green Lotus Saint, bless us from afar!!" Everyone followed with three bows and wailed continuously, their voices shaking the nine heavens.

  In an instant, the green lotus holy symbol on the incense table gradually emitted a few strands of divine light, and then slowly rose into the air, transforming into three feet high and low, swaying back and forth.

  Everyone looked and suddenly rejoiced, all shouting "The saint is manifesting his spirit".

  "The Green Lotus Saint has not forgotten us, the Green Lotus Saint is still taking care of us, we are saved. The saint saves us." Shennong immediately kowtowed like pounding garlic, his whole body's spiritual power retracted, but he bumped into it with a broken head and bleeding blood.

  "Sages save us."

  A burst of pure light flashed, finally revealing a vertical ancient seal with the large characters: Savior of Humanity, Taiyuan Great Immortal of Wuzhuang Guan!

  The crowd saw it and was overjoyed, with many bursting into tears. Some even fainted on the spot. Since the Holy One of Qinglian had appeared, his words must be true, and since he had pointed out that the way to save humanity was through the Town Yuan Great Immortal, it would surely work. Seeing a glimmer of hope, hundreds of thousands of people hugged each other in groups, crying loudly. It wasn't that humans were weak, but rather that the witches and demons were too powerful. In nearly a hundred years of war, from the initial scattered battles to the later all-out wars, humanity had never won once. Even the few powerful individuals who existed had been worn down by the prolonged fighting. The war between species was not just about winning or losing, but about survival. Humanity had never thought of surrendering, and they fought to the death. Unfortunately, humanity's small arm couldn't compete with the two giant butchers' overwhelming power. Of the original 20 million humans, only a little over 1 million remained, while the rest had either died in battle or been enslaved and taken to the mountains to be bled dry for the forging of divine weapons.

  Shennong saw a way out and also perked up. He wasn't without thinking of leading the crowd to Wuzhuangguan to take refuge, only he felt that although Zhenyuanzi's cultivation was strong, it would be hard to withstand the witch's mighty force. But this time Zhou Cheng showed his spirit, he believed it, no matter what, Wuzhuangguan was the place for humans to take refuge.

  "Order, move the entire clan to Wuzhuangguan. Don't worry about casualties, everything is for breaking through, break through!!" Shennong waved his hand and gave the order to set off. The human tribe didn't have much to gather, they just brought some dry rations, took their weapons, and set off with high spirits, hoping that a new life was waiting for them at Wuzhuangguan. All they needed to do was fight to break through the obstacles, the human tribe's combat power had reached an unprecedented height.

  The ancestral dragon hall of the Wu tribe, where eleven ancestral witches have gathered together to discuss matters.

  "The heavens have planned for ninety years, and the harvest is enormous. Refining countless soul flags, gathering souls, and matching them with the witch tribe's secret method of refinement, a fierce and terrifying ghost flag has been cultivated, its power so great that ordinary people cannot withstand it. The greatest harvest is still the Twelve Heavenly Ghost Array, which has already transformed into eleven ghost gods, and will soon be fully formed. At that time, small demon tribes will not be worth fearing." Candle Nine Yin introduced to the other ten ancestral witches the gains obtained from this hundred-year plan.

  The ancestors were overjoyed at the news, but Hou Tu alone was unhappy and gloomy, his face sorrowful.

  "Nearly a million people of the Yu clan died in the Lianhua Array, and my clan was defeated to this point? Massacring the human race, what's the difference between us and the demon race? Under the heavens, good and evil are rewarded and punished, circulating without end. Does our clan not have to pay a price for this?" Hou Tu was about to roar out in anger, as she had such a good temper, unless she was extremely furious, how could she easily show her evil side to others.

  "Houtu, have you forgotten the death of Zhurong? Although I don't understand the ways of heaven, I also know that the concept of life and death is just a struggle for dominance in this chaotic world. It's all about the strong preying on the weak. What can we do about it? Are we just going to watch as thousands of Wu people are slaughtered?" Emperor Jiang shouted, he really couldn't understand why Houtu was being so stubborn.

  "Can the massacre of humans bring us good fortune? Can refining flags and nurturing arrays allow us to counter the demon tribe? For nearly a hundred years, have the demons just been watching us witches act? Aren't they also preparing to deal with our witch tribe? If we continue like this, both tribes will likely accumulate countless sins of slaughter, and in the end, our good fortune will be cut short, and disaster will intensify."

  Hou Tu had gained insight into the true nature of things, so she saw things more deeply than other ancestral witches. They only looked at the surface, but Hou Tu could see what was beneath. Many things, she wasn't blind to, it's just that for this hundred years, the witch tribe had been rejecting her in unison. This was still during the planning stages, and it was her first time participating in a major event. Usually, when she wanted to reason with them, the ancestral witches would avoid her.

  She had also gone to Qingqiu Mountain to seek help from Zhou Cheng, but his disciples said that their master had been in seclusion for a hundred years and didn't even allow his own disciples to go out. With no other choice, Hou Tu could only watch as humans were continuously slaughtered, countless vengeful spirits either being captured or scattered throughout the world, causing darkness and chaos everywhere.

  "Report!" A Wu tribe didn't wait for the announcement, and flew into the hall, "The human tribe fought to break through, and the demon tribe was careless, letting them rush towards Wuzhuang Temple!"

  Zong Zu Wu was about to give the order to chase after them and kill them, but Hou Tu's one sentence made everyone lose interest.

  "When the time of racial extinction arrives, it will be the day of the great war between witches and demons." In these ninety years, although Hou Tu is not considered to have grasped even half of the Heavenly Dao, she has seen through some things. The three clans are at odds with each other, seemingly tense, but in reality, there is still room for maneuvering. If it were only the two clans of witches and demons, the conflict would become direct and simplified.

  Zongzu Wu suddenly understood a bit of reason. Since the big formation is about to be completed, it only takes time, and Hou Tu is so opposed to it, let alone this remnant human tribe, even if you want to exterminate the human race, let the demon tribe do it. Moreover, in front of Taishang Laojun earlier, there was a promise, doing too much is not good.

  The Eastern Palace of the Demon Clan.

  "Two Heavenly Venerables, the scout has returned to report that the human tribe's morale has suddenly soared, and our troops were caught off guard, allowing them to break through and head towards Wuzhuang Temple." Bi Fang reported cautiously to the two Heavenly Venerables seated in the hall, fearing that they would be greatly enraged.

  "Huh, why aren't we heading towards Qingqiu Mountain? Haha... Good escape! The Sword of Killing the Witch God is already complete, all that's needed is to nurture it for a few days, and temper it with stardust. Haha, this escape was great, just what I wanted." Dong Huang laughed loudly.

  "Huh? What did you just say, brother?" Emperor Jun was somewhat perplexed.

  "The Human Tribe went to the Five Villas Observatory, and we happened to rush up at the same time, and settled the Human Tribe and Zhenyuanzi together. I often observe this Human Tribe, although weak and small, but they have the advantage of rapid reproduction and are unyielding. The Witch and Demon Tribes combined their strength, and after a hundred years of killing, they were not exterminated, fearing that it would be troublesome in the future, so we solved it together this time. Hetu, Dishu, should belong to our tribe. Hahaha... " Dong Huang was overjoyed, good you Zhenyuanzi, see how you deal with this now."

  "Good, good, good, a plan that kills two birds with one stone. Wipe out the human tribe and that old turtle of the town." Emperor Jyun clapped his hands and laughed loudly, revenge was imminent, he was extremely delighted in his heart.

  Dong Huang nodded in agreement and immediately stood up, took out the Dong Huang Bell and shook it. Suddenly, the bell's sound echoed throughout the heavenly realm, and the crowd of demons heard it.

  "All heavenly soldiers and generals, listen to the order, slaughter all humans, target Wuzhuangguan!!!"

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