Chapter 55: The Human Tribe is Betrayed Zhou Cheng was furious

  The Eastern Emperor sat on the throne of the Heavenly Emperor, carefully considering what Nüwa had just said. The Hetu was originally destroyed and returned to its original form during the last great war between the gods and demons, when Emperor Jun's senior brother was trying to save himself. It was unexpected that it would reappear this time with a connection to Emperor Jun's senior brother, but there seemed to be some ulterior motive - could someone have deliberately sent it to assist the demon tribe? Whoever obtained such a pre-heavenly spiritual treasure would certainly find a secluded place to refine and cultivate it, increasing their cultivation. Although Nüwa had spoken, her trail was still difficult to follow, ah, so difficult to follow.

  Just as Dong Huang was deep in thought, Emperor Jun walked in.

  "Imperial brother, did you gain anything from this trip to the Imperial Palace?" Emperor Jun directly found a place to sit down. The demon clan ruled the Heavenly Realm, and after Dong Huang became emperor, he was appointed as the Heavenly Emperor, with equal prestige to Dong Huang. However, he was less calculating than Dong Huang and not as smooth in his actions, but his cultivation was very deep. Therefore, most of the affairs of the demon clan were decided by Dong Huang.

  The Eastern Emperor, lost in thought, saw that it was his older brother who had arrived, and he couldn't help but feel delighted. He immediately burst out laughing and said: "Brother, why have you come? You shouldn't be leaving the Xuan Palace to take care of Xihe and your sister-in-law. I heard that Xihe is pregnant with ten babies at once! Brother, you're truly a powerful man! Haha..."

  "Cough, cough! Xihe is indeed pregnant with ten fetuses. This time I've come to invite my brother over to take a look. Ten newborn calves, it's really interesting." Emperor Jun laughed happily. Xihe was originally the last spiritual body nurtured by the sun star in the year of Taiyang. After Emperor Jun and his two siblings, the three brothers and sisters called each other. Later, the two of them formed a beautiful relationship after their marriage.

  "Haha, our demon royal family has a crown prince now. Hurry up and go, hurry up and go."

  Two people arrived at Yangxigong and heard a loud noise from afar. A group of little demons rushed out of the palace, rolling and crawling.

  "What's the hurry?" Dong Huang grabbed a female demon and asked.

  "Ah, greetings to the Heavenly Emperor! In the palace, ten crown princes are frolicking everywhere, their bodies emitting flames, setting everything on fire and killing everyone they meet. Even Xihe Niangniang is at her wit's end." The maid, seeing that it was two heavenly emperors, calmed down a bit.

  Dong Huang and the other person rushed in as soon as they heard, and saw that the hall was in a mess everywhere. Ten small golden crows were flying around, flapping their wings and spitting out flames, igniting various objects. A palace-dressed woman behind them was casting a spell to put out the fire, fortunately, the building materials of the palace were all treasures, which could barely control the fire.

  "Rebellious child, won't you stop, don't you want to exhaust your mother to death?" Emperor Jyun looked at the situation in the palace and his anger flared up, these ten golden crows had just been born for a few days, but they were already so mischievous and unmanageable, it's likely that they will be difficult to educate in the future.

  Dong Huang took a look, and his eyebrows furrowed instantly. He snapped his fingers to calculate, repeated it several times, but let out a long sigh instead. He stretched out his hand and pointed at the Golden Crow, and suddenly the flames extinguished, falling to the ground, causing the Golden Crow to cry out loudly in pain.

  The woman who was chasing the golden crow, as soon as she saw it, rushed over with great sympathy and helped up the ten little princes. The ten golden crows were all thrown to the ground in pain, but Dong Huang was somewhat angry.

  "Second Brother, how can you treat Jinwu and the others like this? They are all princes of the demon clan, your nephews!" The woman slightly furrowed her brow, her two slender eyebrows rising high like a crescent moon. It was indeed Di Jun's wife, the Demon Queen Xihe.

  Dong Huang let out a sigh and said, "Jin Wu was born with the ability to control fire, it is the true fire of the sun. Later on, I fear there will be many troubles. I observe that these ten children are extremely mischievous, just now they were slightly punished." However, in his heart he had calculated that Jin Wu would have great difficulties in the future, specifically what kind, he did not know, only knowing it was related to fire.

  "Pfft, pfft, pfft, inauspicious. What a lot of trouble, the demon prince is noble and unmatched, where did this trouble come from? A bit mischievous, just needs more discipline." Xihe listened to Dong Huang's words and was extremely dissatisfied.

  "Hmm, Second Brother is probably being overly cautious." Emperor Jun had lost the River Chart last time and damaged his avatar, greatly impairing his cultivation. How could he be as perceptive of heavenly secrets as Dong Huang?

  Dong Huang saw this and didn't say anything more. He immediately spoke of the matter that Nüwa had told him outside the palace this time.

  Di Jun and Xi He were overjoyed when they heard that there was a way to counter the powerful witch body of the Wu people. For a powerful demon clan, nothing is impossible, only unthinkable. The plan given by Nüwa this time was a great help. After listening to Dong Huang's words, he also had a chance with He Tu and Di Jun, which made him even more excited. It seemed that just like the witch tribe, they thought that eliminating the witch tribe was just a matter of time.

  "Second brother, since we already have the wonderful plan given by the empress, let's not delay any further. Let's give the order and carry it out." Emperor Jun was truly overjoyed. Recently, good things had been happening one after another. Not only did he obtain ten precious sons, but also found a way to restrain the witch tribe's witch bodies. Xihe and Dong Huang nodded in agreement, and immediately issued an imperial decree, summoning various demonic tribes from all directions, collecting metal ores from all over the vast land of Honghuang, capturing one million humans, and sending them to the foot of Mount Zhuolu to forge swords.

  The witch tribe prepared for the inevitable great war, but it was a disaster for the human race. The witch tribe wanted to slaughter the human race, take their souls and ghosts, refine the magic banner, and feed the heavenly array; the demon tribe, on the other hand, wanted to enslave the human race, mine and smelt gold, cut flesh and blood, and sacrifice the treasure sword.

  The two tribes gave the order, and within half a month, the Honghuang suddenly rose with a bloody storm. Wherever the witch demons went, it was no longer like before, and there was no restraint this time. The disaster of the human tribe was extremely tragic. One by one, the human tribes were uprooted, either slaughtered or reduced to slavery. One by one, the prosperous villages were all burned to ashes, people gone, buildings gone.

  The human race is indeed weak and vulnerable. Although they were created by Nüwa's refined blood mixed with the essence of the nine heavens, they only have a slightly higher innate quality, and some people are born with a pre-heavenly body. Moreover, when humans were first born, apart from Zhōu Chéng and Mén Xià who imparted some basic cultivation methods, where else could they learn profound techniques? Lǎozi, as the master of human teachings, took in a group of human disciples, but they also couldn't freely transmit the Taoist teachings to their own people.

  Zhou Cheng wanted to pass on more powerful techniques to the human race, but after careful consideration, he dared not. The human race's day of great prosperity had not yet arrived, and if he were to grant them great powers, it would go against the heavenly way, causing chaos in the vast expanse. Moreover, the human race had not experienced wind and rain, so how could they grow up? Zhou Cheng understood that there were many ungrateful and disloyal people among humans; by suffering some hardships, they might be able to distinguish between true goodness and beauty, and false ugliness and evil. The last point was a selfish thought: if Zhou Cheng had participated too much from the beginning, he feared that all the attention of the saints would be drawn to himself. Therefore, when the human race was first born, he could only pretend to pity them, without any ulterior motives. The highest level of techniques and laws he bestowed upon them were merely some heavenly immortal realm techniques.

  Zhou Cheng and Bai Yun traveled all the way, only to see that every tribe they encountered was in ruins. The villages were either scenes of desolation or piles of dead bodies. Many tribes had no survivors, with some disappearing without a trace and others lying dead on the ground.

  Zhou Cheng was suddenly shocked, fell from the auspicious cloud, stood in the village ruins, with a furious expression, after calculating with his fingers, he found that someone had disturbed the yin and yang, disrupting the heavenly mechanism. In an instant, Zhou Cheng shouted loudly: "You dare to pretend to be saints!" The village was suddenly filled with ripples, and within a hundred miles, everything turned into nothingness.

  Baiyun and Huang Jing, who had transformed back into human form, were frightened to the point of trembling all over, their legs shaking as they kowtowed on the ground, speechless like a cicada in winter. The saint's power was so mighty that it could destroy heaven and earth; if it weren't for the fact that the two were disciples of Zhou Cheng, the saint's furious energy would have probably killed them on the spot. This time, the saint's power to disrupt the heavenly mechanism had appeared for the first time. Even someone as powerful as Zhou Cheng was caught off guard, and he secretly decided that from now on, he would have to be more careful with matters related to himself, lest he fall victim to someone's sinister plot.

  Zhou Cheng was furious, and the consequences were indeed severe. In an instant, he returned to normal, but coldly smiled: "Well, well, let you all take a good look."

  In a flash, the two turned into a dragon and returned to Qingqiu Mountain. Zhou Cheng didn't care about the crowd kneeling down and went straight into Xie Yu Xuan's place.

  Zhou Cheng's hand revealed a treasure, which was the Thirty-sixth Chaos Qinglian. His face was ferocious, and he no longer had the demeanor of a saint. With a flicker of his mind, the Qinglian floated in mid-air, and a finger of Mysterious Origin Green Light shot out from his fingertips towards the Qinglian, accompanied by a light shout. Suddenly, the mysterious heavenly mechanism flashed, and it was a transformation of yin and yang, disturbing the heavenly mechanism. After finishing this, Zhou Cheng surprisingly felt a long-forgotten fatigue, and indeed, saints were not all-powerful.

  Zhou Cheng snapped his fingers and calculated, very satisfied. This time, with the help of Hun Dun Qing Lian, he used the Great Law to interfere with the Heavenly Mechanism. Within a hundred years, except for Hong Jun, all the great Dao Heavenly Mechanisms would be in chaos, and no one else could calculate them out.

  "You all love to scheme, this time I will scheme against you all together."

  No more drafts, no more canvassing for votes. It's really shameful to ask people for help until even I myself feel embarrassed. Anyway, not many people are voting, so whatever.

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