Primordial Era: A Counterattack Against Hongjun Daozu at the Start

Zhou Yi was immersed in the joy of obtaining the Heavenly Mandate Points when suddenly, a series of urgent shouts came from afar, breaking the tranquility outside the Purple Cloud Palace.

"Something terrible has happened! The demon race has started to rampage through human territory, and many of our people are suffering!" A panicked voice rang out from the crowd.

Immediately afterwards, a ragged human cultivator stumbled towards the group, covered in blood, clearly having experienced a horrific escape.

Zhou Yi's heart sank, and his face instantly turned ashen. As a member of the human race, he had an instinctive concern for the safety of humanity.

Having transmigrated here, he was already burdened with the mission of paving the way for humanity's future. Now, upon hearing of the disaster that befell humanity, the anger in his heart was instantly ignited.

"Why are the demon race rampaging through human territory at this time?" Zhou Yi asked in a deep voice, his eyes sweeping over the crowd like knives.

The cultivator raised his head and said in horror, "The demon race suddenly attacked for some reason. Many of our people were killed. Our tribe... our tribe..." He choked up and could not continue.

Zhou Yi clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles cracking. He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, and turned to look at the demon race: "You demons are truly despicable, attacking the human race during the Dao Gathering."

"It's not one of our local demons. The demon race is a very broad category; it must be another kind of demon," a member of the demon race stepped forward to argue.

Zhou Yi, too lazy to say anything more, turned to the assembled powerful figures and said, "Gentlemen, humanity is currently facing a life-or-death crisis. Are we just going to sit idly by and do nothing?"

Yuanshi sneered, his tone full of disdain: "Humans are nothing but ants, what do they have to do with us cultivators?"

Zhou Yi's gaze shot towards Yuan Shi like a sharp arrow, a cold glint flashing in his eyes: "Ants? Humans are also beings created by Pangu after the creation of the world. Should we just let the demon race bully us?"

Zhou Yi stopped arguing, unleashed the "Void Cloud Leap" technique, transforming into a golden light and speeding towards the human territory.

Those powerful beings followed suit upon seeing this.

A thousand miles was but a moment's journey for these powerful beings. When they arrived at the human tribe, the scene before them made everyone gasp in astonishment.

The tribe had been ravaged by the demon race; houses collapsed, tribespeople scattered and fled, and blood stained the earth. Countless demons were relentlessly hunting down humans, their faces filled with cruelty and excitement.

"Beast!" Zhou Yi roared, his figure flashing like lightning as he instantly charged toward the nearest demon.

His hands transformed into golden claws, unleashing the "Tearing and Splitting Hand" technique, instantly splitting a demon in two.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the surrounding demons were stunned by the sudden attack.

Zhou Yi raised his head to the sky, his roar like thunder, his determination unwavering: "I swear today that humanity will rise again! The blood debt you owe me, I swear to repay a thousandfold!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a mysterious force seemed to quietly ally with him in the world.

Many powerful figures felt a sudden tremor in their hearts, and an inexplicable unease crept into their minds.

"What's going on?" Nuwa's heart skipped a beat; she clearly sensed the change in the fortunes of the human race.

Since the demon race slaughtered the human race, the human race has had the worst luck ever.

But just then, a message from Fuxi brought her some comfort: he would leave a way out for the human race.

But soon, a strange feeling came over her. She tried to calculate with her fingers, but couldn't figure it out.

She hadn't experienced this feeling in a long time since she became a saint.

Nuwa's figure flickered, and in the blink of an eye, she arrived in the high sky of the primordial world, looking down at the earth.

Taishang and Yuanshi also sensed something was wrong and looked up at Buzhou Mountain.

The sky above Mount Buzhou, which was originally shrouded in blood mist, suddenly emitted a golden light.

The golden light, though small, was particularly bright within the blood mist. Zhou Yi looked up at the golden light, a smile playing on his lips: "This time, I don't need to fight tooth and nail. The saints have been taking advantage of humanity's good fortune without doing anything. This time, I'm going to take everything back."

His anger burned fiercely, soaring into the air and landing steadily on the golden light.

The surrounding demons could see it clearly and charged at him with their swords and blades.

But as soon as Zhou Yi spoke, they all stopped.

"Nuwa created humans and became a saint, yet she didn't care about the lives of the human race. What kind of saintly mother is she?"

"The Supreme Sage relied on humanity to establish his religion and attain sainthood, yet he ignored humanity's troubles. Does he deserve to be humanity's revered teacher?"

"I, Zhou Yi, am just an ordinary human being, and today I speak for humanity: From now on, humanity will not worship gods or Buddhas, nor will it respect heaven and earth. It will only believe in itself and strive for self-improvement. This is the right path."

Every word was like a thunderclap, shaking everyone to their core. Even the demons who wanted to kill him were trembling with fear upon hearing this: Had this human gone mad, daring to challenge a sage like this?

The Supreme Being and Nuwa, standing above Mount Buzhou, trembled with rage upon hearing Zhou Yi's audacious words. "This guy is too arrogant."

Someone sighed softly, seemingly out of place amidst the surrounding noise.

"Self-reliance is also good."

Though the sound was soft, it resounded like a great bell, echoing throughout the heavens and earth. In the blink of an eye, the clouds on the horizon churned, and purple aura rolled in from the east. The original blood mist slowly dissipated under the impact of the purple aura, and the golden light beneath Zhou Yi's feet grew brighter and brighter.

"It's the Sage of Heaven!"

"He actually sighed for humanity!"

This unexpected turn of events threw the demon race into a panic.

Zhou Yi's words were clearly a provocation against the Sage's authority; one wrong move and he would be finished. Yet, Tongtian Daoren not only didn't punish him, but even sighed for him. At this, the demons who were killing stopped, for the Sage's attitude was far too important.

Zhou Yi looked at the stable human luck on the system panel and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Taishang and Nuwa simultaneously widened their eyes, glaring angrily at the east: "Tongtian, you're meddling way too much!"

In that vast universe, I created the human race with my own hands, how could I not feel pity? But this disaster seems to be a path that fate had already paved, and there is no way to avoid it.

The Tongtian Sect Leader sneered repeatedly: "Our Jie Sect was born to find a way for every life in this world to survive."

What's wrong with me speaking out now? This matter has nothing to do with you, so why bother making trouble for yourselves? You, who call yourself the Mother of Humanity; you, the leader of the human race, yet you see humanity in dire straits and do nothing to save them, only knowing how to talk about "this is destiny".

Isn't this shirking responsibility? Today, I'm going to state my position. Disagree? Then let's meet at the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation and see who prevails.

"presumptuous!"

The angry shouts echoed through the sky.

Zhou Yi looked up at the sky, cupped his hands in thanks, and felt a mix of emotions: The Tongtian Sect Leader had indeed kept his vow when he founded the sect, leaving a glimmer of hope for all living beings.

He vaguely felt that he was tightly connected to Tongtian and the human race by an invisible bond.

Unfortunately, the secrets of heaven are now in complete chaos, and even those who reach the heavens cannot fathom their mysteries.

Zhou Yi straightened his back, his gaze piercing through the clouds, a bitter smile playing on his lips. If the human race of all realms could be reborn, that would be his greatest comfort.

Now, the fate of humanity has plummeted into the abyss. To reverse this fate, Zhou Yi can only place his hopes on the two sages, Nuwa and Taishang, who still hold a great deal of humanity's fortune in their hands.

"Hmph, since you've been pushed to this point, don't blame me for being ruthless!"