Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Hou Yi was undecided about what Huang Long had said.

However, as the ancestral witch of the Later Jin Dynasty, his greatest ability was to "summon people".

A few breaths later, one after another, imposing and oppressive figures appeared in the hall.

The eleven ancestral witches smiled kindly when they saw the yellow dragon.

Huanglong not only greatly helped the Wu tribe, but also carried the legacy of the father god Pangu. The ancestral witches greeted Huanglong warmly.

Just then, a figure appeared silently among the ancestral witches.

It was Houtu who had become a saint in the underworld.

"Little sister, what brings you here?"

"Little sister, why don't you come to visit your brother?"

"Little sister, are you comfortable in the underworld?"

The ancestral witches were all delighted to see Houtu appear.

After all, ever since Houtu transformed into the underworld reincarnation, the time they spent together as brothers and sisters was extremely rare.

Only Dijiang, the head of the Ancestral Witches, felt a slight unease as he looked at Houtu and then at Houyi's solemn expressions.

He knew that Hou Yi would never summon Hou Tu to the prehistoric world because of the arrival of the Yellow Dragon.

Although Houtu, who was already a sage, could not compare to sages like Laozi who were in harmony with the primordial heavenly way, he was still somewhat aware of the subtle changes in the primordial world.

After exchanging pleasantries with the other ancestral witches, Houtu and Dijiang both turned their attention to Huanglong and Houyi.

"Hou Yi, why did you summon us here in such a hurry?" Di Jiang asked first.

The other ancestral witches in the main hall also turned their gazes to Huanglong and Houyi.

"This is what happened..." Hou Yi repeated what Huang Long had said to Di Jiang and the other ancestral witches and Hou Tu.

Upon hearing this, all the Ancestral Witches wore expressions of disbelief.

This was utterly incomprehensible to them.

The humans, who are as weak as ants, will be the demon race's killing move against them.

Only Houtu looked at Huanglong with a solemn expression and asked, "Young friend Huanglong, is this true?"

Huang Long nodded firmly without saying a word.

Although the group of ancestral witches were certain that Huanglong had not deceived them, they still needed to verify it.

As for the verification method, Huang Long proposed a simple and direct approach:

In the present day, on the vast land of the primordial world, in addition to the demon race massacring humans and collecting their blood and souls, many demons also cultivate by devouring humans in order to purify their demonic energy.

By capturing just one or two of those demons and studying their changes, it can be verified whether human blood and soul truly have a restraining effect on the witch race.

Upon hearing Huang Long's words, Hou Yi suddenly remembered something and said, "More than a thousand years ago, a demon clan slaughtered several human and witch tribes. When the witch warriors went to pursue them, they were all killed by the demon clan. Moreover, the demon clan, with its Golden Immortal cultivation, even injured a witch warrior at the Taiyi realm."

"But then the demon disappeared, and the matter was put on hold."

When Hou Yi brought up this matter, Hou Tu and the other ancestral witches all changed their expressions drastically.

When the Wu tribe fought against the demon tribe, they always fought against many opponents. With their powerful physical bodies, they made it difficult for the demon tribe's many magical treasures to work against them.

But now, a demon in the Golden Immortal realm is actually able to harm a Wu warrior in the Taiyi realm!

How could Dijiang and Houtu not know the terrifying stakes involved?

"I'll be right back!"

Dijiang immediately forced out a drop of his own essence blood, which condensed into a flesh and blood clone.

Although this clone did not possess the full power of Dijiang's original body, it exuded the same vast aura as Dijiang.

Dijiang himself concealed all his aura, silently merging into the space and disappearing from sight.

Before Huanglong and the others had to wait long, Dijiang reappeared in the main hall, carrying two subdued and immobilized demons.

Judging from their auras, one end was at the Golden Immortal Realm, and the other at the Taiyi Realm.

After Dijiang returned, the flesh and blood clone of Dijiang, which was formed from the essence blood of the Ancestral Witch, transformed into wisps of blood energy and re-integrated into Dijiang's body.

The subsequent verification process is extremely simple.

Hou Yi summoned two warriors from the Wu tribe, one a Golden Immortal and the other a Taiyi Immortal.

Dijiang withdrew the quasi-saintly pressure emanating from the two demons!

Then, the two demons and the two witch warriors were made to fight each other to the death in the hall.

When everyone saw that the powerful physical body that the Wu clan was so proud of was as fragile as paper in front of the demons of the same realm, and was easily torn apart by the demons' sharp claws...!

The group of ancestral witches finally felt waves of fear.

The physical bodies that the Wu tribe relied on to roam the prehistoric world had now completely lost their meaning.

If Hou Yi hadn't intervened in time to save the two witch warriors, they would have been torn to pieces by the demon race.

Hou Yi wiped out the two demons with a wave of his hand.

Now that we have achieved the desired result, there is no need to keep the two demons alive.

Houtu removed the claws of the two demons and looked at the countless human souls wailing and being refined on the claws. Houtu's face also showed anger.

She understood why the demons' claws could so easily tear through the witches' bodies!

It was on these claws that countless human souls, slaughtered and trapped, were released with a strange power in their agony.

The physical bodies of the Wu tribe would instantly disintegrate before this power, offering no resistance whatsoever.

The more human souls it contains, the stronger its restraining effect on the witch race.

If the demon race really slaughtered hundreds of millions of humans to forge a special magical artifact...!

Even if the physical bodies of the Ancestral Witches could rival those of innate spiritual treasures, they would still be at the mercy of demons in the face of magical artifacts specifically designed to counter them.

Realizing the gravity of the consequences, the ancestral witches immediately decided to step in and protect the human race!

However, the specifics of how to provide shelter remain to be discussed.

At this moment, Huanglong proposed: "Fellow Ancestral Witches, since Dijun dared to use the Zhou Tian Star Array to confuse the Witch Clan and tie down all the Ancestral Witches and most of the Witch Clan warriors here, the Witch Clan can also use this method to restrain the Demon Clan."

Subsequently, the twelve ancestral witches, heeding Huanglong's advice, instantly formed the Dutian Divine Fiend Formation and launched a fierce attack on the Zhou Tian Star Formation opposite them.

However, this attack was not aimed at breaking through the Zhou Tian Star Array, but only at drawing the attention of the demon race to this location.

Two tremendous roars resounded throughout the primordial world. The phantom of Pangu wielded his giant axe, unleashing terrifying power, and with two consecutive blows, he heavily struck the Zhou Tian Star Array.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches' fierce attack forced the somewhat complacent demon race to hastily mobilize the Zhou Tian Star Array to defend themselves.

If it weren't for the presence of twelve demon saints and quasi-saints, the Zhou Tian Star Formation would have required an enormous amount of stellar essence to stabilize this time.

The two axes that were hastily received from the phantom of Pangu caused considerable injuries to the twelve demon saints and quasi-saints, as well as many demon clan dalu.

Just when they thought the phantom of Pangu would continue to attack, they saw the Twelve Ancestral Witches slowly retract their soaring bloodthirsty aura, and the phantom of Pangu gradually disappeared.