Primordial Era: A Counterattack Against Hongjun Daozu at the Start

Most of the tribespeople below the stage remained silent, harboring resentment but daring not to express it.

In that oppressive environment, people dared not speak out for fear of his brutality.

If given the chance to escape this place, fewer than ten people would be willing to follow him.

Time flows by relentlessly like water.

The current leader, Liu Yun, is notorious for his extremely immoral behavior and lust for beautiful women.

As long as there is a woman in the tribe who is even slightly attractive, regardless of whether she is married or has children, he will use every means to possess her, relying entirely on his brute force.

The entire tribe was filled with mournful cries, and the oppressive atmosphere was almost suffocating.

"Mother Goddess, why did you let the wise chieftain leave, and instead put such a villain in the position of leader? Why do you no longer protect us?"

An old woman knelt on the ground, her hands clasped together, crying out to the sky, her eyes filled with despair.

"Mother Goddess, your people are suffering! Please open your eyes!" a young man cried out, hoping that Nuwa could once again perform a miracle to save everyone.

Three years have passed without any response from Nuwa, and the new human race has long since lost heart.

Outside the cave, the Nine-Colored Deer clan watched intently, waiting for the perfect moment to attack. Inside the cave, Liu Yun continued his reckless actions, plunging his clansmen into endless suffering.

At the edge of the cave, three thin, haggard-looking people quietly gathered, their eyes revealing confusion and despair, but also flashing with a hint of madness.

"I think those outside aren't demons, but gods more reliable than Mother Goddess. They give us food every day," one of them said in a low voice.

Surprisingly, the other two did not refute it; instead, they nodded in agreement and showed great support for the statement.

"Perhaps we should offer babies to these gods; maybe they will be more pleased and give us more food."

Then someone else made this even more extreme and horrifying suggestion. Hunger had driven them to madness.

Under the harsh impact of reality, one's inner moral compass gradually crumbles.

Currently, Liu Yun has tight control over the food resources in the entire cave, and he also maintains a guard of more than a dozen people to maintain his rule.

Whenever food was distributed, the guards always got to eat first, and the leftovers were then given to the other tribesmen.

This resulted in the three of them becoming physically weak due to long-term malnutrition, and their cultivation levels continued to decline, falling far short of the Earth Immortal level possessed by the human ancestors originally created by Nuwa.

After a brief discussion, the three gritted their teeth and, under the cover of night, secretly took away a newborn baby. They then led the baby out of the cave and presented it to a foreign tribe.

Then, without hesitation, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed, muttering incantations.

All of this was observed by the Nine-Colored Deer Clan, who stood at a distance with smug smiles on their faces.

"Am I right? These people will eventually find their way out on their own," a member of the Nine-Colored Deer Clan said softly.

As the two slowly approached, their expressions changed from surprise to disdain upon hearing the insane words spoken by the three men.

They never expected that the new human race would fall to such a state, appearing even more vulnerable than Zhou Yi's human race.

However, this was exactly the result they expected.

So they waved their hands, and their attendants immediately brought over a slaughtered demon beast, ruthlessly threw it into the barrier, and at the same time quickly took away the poor baby to forge the witch-slaying sword.

The three people who had been kneeling on the ground just moments before immediately lit up with joy when they saw the meat being brought in, their faces filled with ecstatic delight.

They kowtowed even more frequently, constantly expressing their gratitude and promising to serve the immortals as their servants for generations.

In order to obtain food, they have completely lost their dignity and sense of self.

Without receiving any response, the group eagerly took the meat and hid in a dark corner of the cave to wolf it down.

Soon, the three of them were full, a feeling of satiety they hadn't experienced in many years, and a warm feeling welled up in their hearts.

In the darkness, they seemed to see a glimmer of hope.

Under the influence of this mentality, their respect and reliance on the Nine-Colored Deer clan deepened.

However, the group was faced with a dilemma when confronted with the remaining half of the meat.

"What should we do with this meat?" one person asked, licking his lips as he looked at the remaining pieces with a mixture of reluctance and greed.

After a brief silence, they huddled together and whispered among themselves, quickly devising a plan.

"We share the meat so that others can also taste this delicious food."

"Once they've tasted the meat, they'll join us."

"Then we'll have enough power to take care of that annoying Liu Yun!"

One of them said through gritted teeth.

Upon hearing this, a complex expression appeared on everyone's face.

But after a moment's hesitation, they all nodded, as if they saw an opportunity to change their fate.

So, in the darkness, they began to secretly share the precious meat.

At the same time, the worship of so-called "gods" from the outside world also spread quietly within the tribe.

Meanwhile, the new leader Liu Yun was still immersed in his own joy, completely unaware of the outside world.

"These new humans are far inferior to those on Li Yuan's side." The Nine-Colored Deer stood in the demon camp, gazing in the direction of the human cave with disdain. Bai Ze nodded in agreement, his eyes also revealing contempt.

"That's true. The tribe led by Zhou Yi has an inner resilience; no matter how difficult the situation, they will not yield to others."

It was precisely because of leaders like Zhou Yi that his tribe appeared so powerful and indestructible.

"In comparison, this human race trapped here is like a pile of shapeless mud."

Bai Ze's lips curled up slightly, and the Nine-Colored Deer smiled along with him.

Just as they were feeling triumphant, a dramatic change occurred inside the cave. Those who had been starving for a long time gradually joined their alliance after being lured by food.

In exchange for a little food, they would even give away their newborn children. Seeing this, the demon race adjusted their strategy, reducing the number of prey they released, making food even scarcer.

The human leader, Liu Yun, noticed that the people around him no longer showed signs of hunger, and a sense of foreboding rose in his heart. But before he could react, the attitude of his guards, who usually obeyed him without question, began to change.

Tempted by self-interest, once loyal partners suddenly betrayed them.

Although Liu Yun possessed the strength of an Earth Immortal, his physical strength had long since declined due to his usual indulgence in pleasure and lack of ambition, making him completely powerless to resist these traitors.

He was terrified, his eyes wide open, and before he could resist, he was subdued by the crowd.

Then, someone forcibly pried open his mouth and stuffed it full of stones.

Liu Yun's painful cries echoed inside the cave, but no one paid any attention.