Rewriting the Gods

Chapter 94: The War between Liches and Wizards is about to begin!

“When you travel in the wild in the future, you must be extra careful of Zhunti and Jieyin. The two of them are the most deeply influenced by the wild heavenly way. In addition, the two of them don’t care about their reputation. Don’t be calculated by them.”

After Nuwa finished speaking, she reminded Fuxi who was standing beside her.

"I see."

Fuxi nodded with some realization.

"Don't worry, I'll be careful."

"By the way, little sister, the return of the Seven Saints, doesn't that mean that the prehistoric world will usher in a prosperous era?" Fuxi asked curiously.

Nuwa nodded, "Not bad."

"However, this prosperous age may be different from what you understand, brother. I can't say more about the details. When the prosperous age comes, you will naturally know it."

Fuxi nodded thoughtfully.

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On the other side, a golden rainbow streaked across the void, and Di Jun's figure appeared in the Demon Emperor's Palace. At this time, Di Jun had a look of joy on his face.

"Good thing!"

The problem that had troubled him for 80,000 Huiyuan was solved just like that.

Without the Twelve Heavenly Evil Gods Formation, I wonder what the Witch Clan can use to fight me.

Eighty thousand years ago, the witch plotted to kill my descendants. The hatred of killing my children is irreconcilable. I will definitely exterminate your witch clan to comfort my children!

A trace of reminiscence flashed across Di Jun's face, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Among the entire demon clan, Di Jun and Chang Xi had the strongest murderous intent and the heaviest hostility towards the witch clan. Even though the two of them had been in seclusion for 80,000 years and had never taken action, it was as if they had forgotten the hatred of the past when nine suns fell and only one of the ten sons remained.

But in fact, the two of them have never forgotten this overwhelming hatred. It's just that the two tribes are of similar strength, and they can't find an opportunity, so they have no way to kill with one blow and completely destroy the witch tribe.

Now, one of the twelve ancestor witches of the witch clan is missing, the formation of the Twelve Heavenly Evil Gods is incomplete, and the shadow of Pangu cannot be summoned to fight. Hou Tu has transformed into reincarnation and is unable to leave the underworld.

God-given opportunity!

If we don’t destroy the Witch Clan now, when will we?

Di Jun stepped into the Demon Emperor's Palace and told him what he had learned from Nuwa Palace.

An undisguised murderous intent erupted, Xihe's face was as cold as frost, and there was murderous intent in his eyes, "Since that's the case, then let's set up the Zhoutian Xingdou formation and exterminate the Wu clan!"

"Revenge for my dead child!"

Donghuang Taiyi who was standing aside also had murderous intent in his eyes. Although the Tenth Prince of the Demon Clan was not his biological son, he was his nephew. In the entire prehistoric world, there were only twelve Golden Crows, and nine of them were killed by the Witch Clan!
How can such a deep hatred be easily forgotten!
In the entire demon court, when it comes to hatred towards the witch clan, apart from Di Jun and Xihe, he, as the uncle, has the heaviest hatred towards them.

"Brother, we must start the decisive battle as soon as possible and annihilate the witch clan with lightning speed."

"The fact that Hou Tu cannot leave the underworld is known to Saint Nuwa, and it won't be long before the lich will know it too."

"The Wu Clan will definitely look for a new trump card to resist our clan's Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation. If we send out troops too late and let the Wu Clan prepare, I'm afraid we will encounter many setbacks if we want to completely destroy the Wu Clan."

Di Jun nodded and said, "Taiyi is right. Speed ​​is of the essence in war. The faster the better. We cannot give the Wu Clan time to prepare."

"Pass on my order, gather all the demon tribes above the True Immortal in the clan, prepare for battle, and exterminate the witch tribe!"

The aura of Di Jun surged, and the murderous intent that had been suppressed by 80,000 Hui Yuan burst out completely, and the mighty aura swept through the void.

Following the order, millions of mighty auras instantly rose in the Demon Court, and endless auras shook the void. Dense and dense escape lights rose from the Demon Court and gathered towards the Demon Emperor Palace. Then, the Ten Direction Demon Saints gathered from all directions and walked into the Demon Emperor Palace.

In the imperial palace at this time, the Demon Emperor, Demon King, Empress, Demon Master, and Demon Saint were all present. Except for Emperor Nuwa and Emperor Xi, all the high-level leaders of the entire demon clan had gathered together.

The fourteen people present were all powerful people at the quasi-saint level, and four of them were genuine peak quasi-saints, the strongest people standing at the pinnacle of the entire prehistoric world.

On the other side, the escaping light in the void never stopped, and all the demons in the entire Demon Court had gathered there.

This time, even the ranks summoned by the True Immortals had no restrictions above the Profound Immortals, and all the demon tribes were recruited.

Emperor Wa is in the sky.

Fuxi sat at the table with a guqin in front of him. Fuxi stroked it gently in his hand, and the melodious sound of the guqin echoed in the Queen Wa Palace. The sound contained a mysterious Taoist rhyme that made people unconsciously indulge in it.

A figure of Nuwa sat on a swing, closing her eyes and enjoying the music played by Fuxi.

Suddenly, Nuwa opened her eyes and looked towards the primitive continent below. She saw murderous aura rising to the sky in the Demon Court, countless demons gathered there, and the mighty momentum swept across the entire void.

After eight kalpas, the war between wizards and liches is finally about to begin.

Looking at Fuxi who was still playing the zither, Nuwa pondered for a moment and said, "Fuxi, the demon tribe is going to go to war with the witch tribe."

The music of the zither suddenly stopped, Fuxi stopped playing the zither, and a smile appeared on his face, "Little sister, you finally stopped forcing me to stay."

Nuwa didn't say anything, just looked at Fuxi quietly.

"Little sister, don't worry, it's just a big battle. Your elder brother is very powerful. In the ancient times, I don't know how many powerful people have passed through him."

"When ferocious beasts were wreaking havoc on the wilderness, quite a few of them fell into my hands."

"Little sister, don't forget that I, your elder brother, am also a well-known master of great magical powers. I am a quasi-saint at the peak of my powers who killed the three corpses. My magical powers are not for show."

"Little sister, wait for me to come back. When this war is over, I will repay the karma of the demon clan and leave the demon clan."

Fuxi said with a smile.

"it is good!"

"Brother, I'll wait for you to come back." Nuwa also smiled and said.

Fuxi's figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared. As Fuxi left, the Fuxiqin on the table also disappeared.

The moment Fuxi left, the smile on Nuwa's face faded and she sighed quietly in her heart. Well, she would use this life of hard practice for several kalpas to repay the karma of the demon clan.

As long as the true spirit is immortal, the Taoism skills you have acquired will not matter. You can just practice again. A few tens of thousands of Hui Yuan will bring you back to normal.

Moreover, if we re-take the course, we may be able to make further progress.

In today's primitive times, the chances of attaining enlightenment are slim, basically impossible. For ordinary practice, the peak of Quasi-Saint is the limit.

If it remains unchanged, I am afraid that even after dozens of kalpas, my brother's cultivation will not improve at all. Instead, he will be reincarnated and try his luck among the human race. As the protagonist of the eternal heaven and earth, the next kalpa will surely be a kalpa of great prosperity for the human race.

By that time, with the blessing of heaven and earth and countless opportunities, if you go to the human race, you may have a chance to make further progress.

If that doesn’t work, the worst that can happen is that I can just be a peak quasi-saint!
Even in the ancient times, he is a top-notch strong man.

(End of this chapter)