Primordial Era: A Counterattack Against Hongjun Daozu at the Start

In order to accommodate the growing population, they had to expand their range of activities to thousands of miles away.

"Chieftain, aren't we going to take action?"

"They now number in the tens of millions, which I believe is a large enough number."

They didn't have much enthusiasm for slaughtering humans; they just found the long wait tedious. This had been the case for over a hundred years.

They didn't get to taste any decent meat or enjoy any sweet wine, and their dissatisfaction and longing grew day by day.

At this moment, they desperately need a sumptuous feast to soothe their souls.

The Nine-Colored Deer initially intended to refuse the mission, but when he saw the excitement on the faces of his people, he wavered.

After all, the human population has now reached tens of millions.

If this plan goes smoothly, that would be ideal; even if some problems arise, these people can be gradually brought back into captivity for future use.

After much deliberation, the Nine-Colored Deer finally nodded in agreement. "Let's act quickly and end this as soon as possible!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's faces lit up with undisguised excitement.

Immediately afterwards, the prepared sword blank shot straight into the sky, causing a stir among the crowd below.

The new humans looked up, their eyes filled with curiosity and confusion, examining the mysterious object that had suddenly appeared.

Some people couldn't contain their curiosity and wanted to go forward to find out what was going on, but as soon as they got close, they were bounced back by an invisible force.

This collision revealed the previously hidden barriers, which resembled a giant cage trapping everyone inside.

Upon seeing this, everyone gasped, their faces filled with terror, and they looked around, trying to find a way out.

Some people, unwilling to be trapped, tried to break through this barrier, but all their efforts were like ants trying to shake a tree, unable to have any effect on the barrier at all.

For a long time, their energy has been mainly focused on procreation, and even the human race's leader has only reached the peak of the Celestial Immortal realm.

Faced with such a formidable barrier, he felt powerless to change the situation.

Then, amidst terrified screams, the Nine-Colored Deer clan revealed themselves, wielding sharp butcher knives and beginning a merciless slaughter.

Initially, the massacre took place only on the periphery, but as screams echoed around, the bloody scene quickly drew everyone's attention.

Upon seeing this, the human leader's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly protected the elderly, women, and children behind him, while he himself, holding a simple stone axe, went to meet them.

However, how could his meager strength possibly match that of the powerful demon race?

With just the Golden Immortal cultivation level of the Nine-Colored Deer, it would be enough to kill him in an instant.

A beam of light streaked across the sky and pierced his head in an instant.

The next moment, his body collapsed limply to the ground.

This time, the Nine-Colored Deer clan adopted an even more cunning strategy.

They first targeted all the leaders of the human race, eliminating them completely and leaving this already weak group powerless to resist, leaving them helplessly awaiting their doom.

Blood surged across the land like a burst dam, and the intense aura of slaughter gathered together, even staining the sky red.

The sword embryo, suspended high in the sky, began to greedily absorb the souls and essence of the human race, gradually becoming sharp and gleaming with a blood-red luster.

The Nine-Colored Deer's face beamed with excitement: "That's it! This sword prototype looks even more powerful than the previous one."

It seems that the souls and blood of the new human race are more powerful than those of Zhou Yi's bloodline when it was used to forge the weapon. Perhaps, with the sacrifice of these millions, an unparalleled and powerful witch-slaying sword can truly be forged.

However, once the massacre begins, how could its impact be easily controlled? Everyone's attention was involuntarily drawn to this spot.

"Has the demon race made another move?" That area is the residential area of ​​the new human race, but why would the demon race target the human race?

The previous events haven't been clarified, and now the focus has shifted to the new human race. What secrets are hidden behind all this? Could this also be Nuwa's doing?

Above the heavens, Taiyi God and Dijun also noticed the drastic changes here.

Although all of this happened earlier than expected, when they saw the Slaughtering Sword, which was imbued with a thick aura of blood, they thought that this early arrival was not a problem.

After all, once we successfully forge the powerful Witch-Slaying Sword, "with two Witch-Slaying Swords, plus your magic array, brother, who in the primordial world could stand against us?"

"Once we unify the primordial world, we can take that crucial step."

"At that time, the likes of the Book of Changes will be nothing more than ants beneath our feet."

At the same time, Nuwa in the Nuwa Palace suddenly opened her eyes. She deeply felt that the fate of the new human race she had created was deteriorating rapidly, and this decline was unstoppable.

This has happened before, when the demon race massacred the human race.

Nuwa looked around, her heart filled with worry.

Witnessing the bloody massacre, her anger was instantly ignited.

"I tacitly approved the last massacre of the human race by the demon race."

"But this time, they struck again."

"They didn't even ask for my permission beforehand. Did they really think Nuwa was easy to bully?"

Nuwa's voice echoed in the void, causing the surrounding space to tremble slightly.

The bluebird standing nearby was terrified. As Nuwa's companion for many years, it had never seen its master so angry, and it shrank into a corner, trembling with fear.

At that very moment, a figure appeared beyond the chaos. He gazed at the trembling Nuwa Palace, a sense of foreboding creeping into his heart. But remembering his mission, he took a deep breath and mustered his courage to step into this chaotic land.

With the arrival of Fu Xi, the raging energy within Nuwa's Palace suddenly calmed down. The bluebird looked in Fu Xi's direction, its heart filled with hope: Its savior had finally arrived!

The deep sibling bond between Fu Xi and Nuwa gave him a semi-master status in this place.

The bluebird bowed respectfully. "Lord Mi Xi, please go and see! Her Majesty is extremely angry!"

Mi Xi gave a wry smile; he knew the reason for all of this. Ultimately, it was their responsibility.

"Little sister, it's all my fault." He tried to soothe Nuwa's burning anger with his words.

Nuwa emerged with her hair disheveled, her aura like surging waves, spreading outwards as if a storm was about to break.

Faced with this powerful force, the bluebird was powerless to resist. Fortunately, Mi Xi quickly protected it and created a safe zone amidst the surging holy might.

Fu Xi's words brought Nuwa back to her senses somewhat. She turned to her brother, her eyes revealing complex emotions, as if a mixture of countless feelings.

The emotions are a mix of anger, helplessness, and the almost invisible warmth of family affection.

"What exactly are you thinking?"