Rewriting the Gods

Chapter 72 Test!

In the Demon Emperor's Palace, Di Jun was trying his best to attract the chaotic spiritual energy to descend and nourish the River Map and Luo Shu. The two innate spiritual treasures were severely damaged, and after 30,000 Hui Yuan, they still had not recovered to their heyday. Now, their power was only equivalent to that of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure. If they wanted to recover to the original power of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, they would need a long period of nourishment.

While nurturing the magic weapon, Di Jun was also thinking about how to defeat the Witch Clan.

The Witch Clan has a large number of people and strong forces, and they also have the Twelve Heavenly Evil Gods Formation. To be honest, they are really difficult to deal with.

In the last battle, if the 365 demon gods had not arrived quickly and the Zhoutian Xingdou formation had not been set up in time, the two brothers would have probably been killed.

Moreover, the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array is powerless against the Wu Clan. If one wants to destroy the Wu Clan, one needs to find another way.

However, after thinking hard for thirty thousand Hui Yuan, Di Jun still couldn't find a solution.

Suddenly, he realized someone was calling him outside. He opened his eyes and raised his hand, and the door of the Demon Emperor's Palace opened instantly.

Kunpeng and Bifang walked into the Demon Emperor's Palace.

"My two Taoist friends, what happened in the prehistoric world?"

"A young man in the clan discovered a method left by the Saint Zhunti, which is said to be able to break the body of the ancient witch!"

Di Jun's eyes narrowed slightly. Is it true that he can break the body of the Ancestral Witch?

Di Jun took the scroll handed over by Kunpeng, and after seeing the contents of the scroll and the Taoist rhyme on it, he felt the same as Bifang did when he saw the scroll.

After reading the contents of the scroll, Di Jun fell silent, constantly weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

To be honest, Di Jun really doesn't want to provoke the human race.

There is no race in the entire prehistoric world that is more troublesome than this race. They have no strength but a powerful background. If they do not move, it is fine. If they move, it will be a big trouble and they will not gain anything. Moreover, in the short term, the human race does not pose any threat to the demon race, and there is no direct conflict between the two races.

Even the conflict between the human race and the witch race is greater than that between the demon race. After all, both races live on the earth. The witch race still has to worry about whether the human race will compete with the witch race for territory after it develops in the future.

But the demon clan is different. The demon clan lives above the nine heavens. Before the human race surpasses the witch clan and takes control of the earth, they pose no threat to the demon clan.

But if one can destroy the body of the Ancestral Witch, as long as one of the Ancestral Witches can be killed, the Witch Clan's Twelve Heavenly Evil God Formation can be broken. Once the formation is broken, the entire Witch Clan will be a lamb to be slaughtered!
Without the protection of the Twelve Heavenly Evil Gods Formation, it would not be difficult to destroy the Witch Clan with the help of the Great Zhoutian Star Formation!

For a moment, Di Jun was in hesitation, and no one could guarantee that what was recorded in the scroll was correct.

And the most important thing is the attitude of the two saints. There are two saints standing behind the human race. Once you take action and offend the two saints, you will be in trouble.

To put it bluntly, even though the war between wizards and liches is fierce now, the prehistoric times are no longer the era when wizards and liches dominated. Now, the prehistoric times belong to the era of saints!
The Great Zhoutian Xingdou Formation did not barely possess the power of a saint. If it really faced a saint, it would probably only be able to compete with one or two. Moreover, if a saint of heaven directly cut off the connection between himself and the Zhoutian Xingdou, this formation would probably not be able to be deployed.

Looking at the hesitant Di Jun, Kunpeng said inexplicably, "Why not let the new members of the tribe give it a try? The human race has been around for more than 100,000 years. During this time, several Daluo demon gods and many Taiyi demon kings were born in the tribe."

"They have never seen the saint's power, nor do they know the foundation of the human race. They are using them to test the saint's intentions."

"If the saint pursues this, then it is because the younger generation does not know the destiny. If the saint does not care, then first refine a witch-killing sword and see the effect. If it really has the ability to kill the ancestor witch, refine the witch-killing sword to break the witch clan's formation!"

"That makes sense!" Di Jun's eyes lit up and he nodded immediately.

"Let's do this. Let the new members of the tribe take action and test the situation first to see the attitude of the saint!"

"Okay!" Kunpeng and Bifang nodded, and they left the Demon Emperor's Palace.

After the two left, they immediately mobilized a group of Taiyi Jinxian Realm demon kings and began to test. At the southern border of the human race, a group of Taiyi Jinxian Realm lion demons landed and looked at the human tribe in front of them, with a cruel light flashing in their eyes.

This fragile human race has long wanted to have a taste of human power, but the Demon Court has always had strict orders prohibiting conflicts between the demon race and the human race, and even prohibiting the demon race from entering the human territory, so he has never tried it.

Now that the ban has been lifted, I'm going to try what human flesh tastes like!
After calming down, the lion demon immediately turned into a black wind and headed towards the human race, with demonic energy filling the air.

Above the human territory, a golden immortal sat cross-legged on the top of a mountain, guarding the border between the human and demon races.

Although Jiang Haofeng did not know the reason behind why the demons massacred humans in order to refine the Tuwu Sword, he still knew that the demons massacred humans in order to refine the Tuwu Sword. Naturally, he would remind Suiren and others to focus on defense on the border between the human and demon races.

Although Jiang Haofeng didn't say the reason, Suiren and the others still obeyed him out of their recognition of Jiang Haofeng.

The forces deployed at the border with the Witch Clan in the north and the Dragon Clan in the west are not as strong as the forces deployed at the border with the Demon Clan in the south.

A demonic wind rolled in from the void, and the face of the human race's garrisoned golden immortal suddenly changed. Magical power rippled around his body, and rich Taiqing magic power enveloped his entire body!

"This is the territory of our human race. Why are you here, fellow Taoists from the demon race?"

"Hahahahahaha, the human territory?"

"Why? Just because you are a mere Golden Immortal? I am a Taiyi Golden Immortal!"

"From today on, this is the Demon King's territory!"

The lion demon's teasing voice sounded in the void.

Black smoke swept across the sky, and a huge yellow lion appeared in the void.

"Roar!"

The deafening lion roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth, shaking the human race's Golden Immortal's magic power to the point where his blood and qi were surging and his soul was unstable.

The human Golden Immortal's face was filled with horror, and he immediately activated the protective magical power of Taiqing Immortal Light. A layer of golden light protected his body. In an instant, the magic power in his body stabilized, and the surging blood and energy also calmed down, and his soul recovered as before.

"what?"

"Something capable!"

"Your human race's innate magical powers are quite mysterious!"

The yellow lion looked at the scene in front of him, and a hint of surprise flashed in his huge eyes. Although it was just a casual roar, he was Taiyi after all, and the human on the opposite side was just a Golden Immortal, but he was able to block it completely.

But that’s it.

"swallow!"

The yellow lion looked at the human in front of him and opened his huge mouth like an abyss. In an instant, a terrifying attraction swept out, and everything within a thousand miles fell into his mouth!

The human race's Golden Immortal was directly sucked into the void and flew towards the yellow lion's mouth!

(End of this chapter)