Primordial Era: Cultivation level equals the sum of the Jie Sect's total; the Three Pure Ones a

Xuan Du's figure traversed through the void, his mind locked onto the senses he felt in the dark.

That was a call from the depths of one's bloodline, the direction in which the core of humanity's destiny lay.

In a short while, he traversed endless mountains and rivers and arrived at a seemingly ordinary mountain range, where fortune was actually hidden.

Deep in the valley, a simple altar stands, its incense burning faintly, yet exuding a tenacious vitality.

Three figures were sitting around the altar.

These three ancestors were favored by Heaven and led the human race to survive the hardships of the prehistoric world.

The Suiren clan, the Chao clan and the Zhenyi clan are all there.

At this moment, all three patriarchs wore expressions of deep worry.

Clearly, news of the demon race's rampage and the slaughter of their compatriots has already reached this place.

Suddenly, all three of them sensed something and looked up abruptly.

A figure in green robes appeared silently before the altar.

He had a youthful face, but his eyes were as deep as the ancient starry sky, and his aura was peaceful, as if he were one with heaven and earth.

What shocked the three ancestors even more was the human fortune within them, which came from the merits of the Heavenly Dao.

In front of this person, they spontaneously became lively, revealing a sense of closeness!

"Who are you......"

Suirenshi was the first to stand up, holding a wooden staff with an ever-burning fire, his eyes filled with doubt and uncertainty.

He had never seen this person before, but a deep-seated feeling told him that the person before him shared the same origin as them!

Moreover, their level of existence is so high that it is beyond their comprehension!

Xuandu's gaze swept over the three ancestors, a hint of emotion flashing in his eyes.

It was these three sages who led the weak human race to ignite the flame of civilization in the darkness, build a nest of refuge in perilous situations, and weave clothes to cover their bodies in the cold and heat.

He bowed slightly, his tone respectful:

"Xuan Du greets the three sages."

"Xuan Du?"

Youchao frowned slightly, feeling that the name sounded somewhat familiar.

Ziyi's beautiful eyes flashed, and she whispered:

"But was it Xuandu, the one who went alone to Shouyang Mountain back then, seeking to become a disciple of a sage?"

Xuan Du nodded slightly:

"Exactly."

The three patriarchs looked at each other, each seeing disbelief in the other's eyes.

They remember that determined young man, but how many years have passed?

That ordinary young man from back then has now become... unfathomable!

Suirenshi took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart, and said in a deep voice:

"What brings you back this time? The demon race is rampant, and our human race..."

Xuan Du interrupted him, his gaze sharp:

"That's exactly why I've come."

With a flick of his sleeve, a clear, misty light curtain unfolded.

The scene of the Ghost Chariot massacre on the shore of the East Sea, and his killing of the Demon Saint and the purging of the demons, was clearly displayed before the Three Ancestors.

Seeing the demon saint being killed and the demons being annihilated in the light screen, the three ancestors' breathing suddenly became rapid, and their eyes burst forth with an unprecedented light!

"Well done!"

Youchao couldn't help but growl, his bronze face flushed with excitement.

Ziyi clenched her jade-like hands tightly, her beautiful eyes filled with tears—a release of the joy of finally avenging her great grudge.

Suirenshi thought even deeper. He looked at Xuandu, his voice trembling:

"Your Excellency... who are you now...?"

Xuan Du did not answer directly, but only released a slight aura around his body.

A primordial Daoist aura flowed naturally, and though it lasted only for a moment, it made the three ancestors seem to see the origin of the Great Dao!

Without needing to say a word, the Third Patriarch already understood.

The person before them had reached a level they could not even imagine! He was a powerhouse unlike any other in the human race!

Xuandu then continued:

"I have returned to find a way out for my people."

His gaze was intense as he looked at the Third Patriarch:

"I may be able to protect one area on my own, but I can hardly take care of the overall situation."

"Only by finding a powerful and permanent sanctuary for humankind can this deadly predicament be resolved."

Upon hearing this, the three were extremely excited.

After all, he was aware of the situation of the human race.

Humans were mixed in with witches and demons, and the demons often slaughtered humans.

Even from the spread of the battle, at least tens of thousands of humans died.

Ultimately, it's grounded, yet still weak.

This was also what the Third Patriarch was worried about.

Now that Xuandu claims to have a solution, how can they not get excited?

Suirenshi said eagerly, "Please explain in detail."

Xuan Du slowly uttered two words:

"The Intercepting Sect".

The Third Patriarch was taken aback.

They were naturally aware of the Daoist lineage of the sages who reached the heavens and the great teachings that brought all the immortals to pay homage.

But the Jie Sect is far away in the East Sea, and its sages are high above. How could they easily protect this weak human race?

Xuandu, knowing their doubts, spoke up:

"I have become a direct disciple of the Jie Sect."

These words were like a thunderclap, exploding in the ears of the Third Patriarch!

A personally taught disciple!

The venerable sage, the position personally passed down!

Xuan Du continued, his voice carrying an undeniable authority:

"I can recommend my clansmen to join the Jie Sect."

"It is not necessary for everyone to receive the true teachings. Even those who are merely outer disciples or even nominal disciples can receive the blessings of the Jie Sect and be protected by the sage's lineage!"

"If the demon race dares to continue their wanton slaughter at that time, they will be making an enemy of the entire Jie Sect!"

Upon hearing this, the Third Patriarch's heart pounded and his blood boiled!

If humanity can obtain the protection of the Jie Sect, the crisis may truly be resolved!

Suirenshi's voice was hoarse with excitement as he said:

"If that is truly the case, then our human race... our human race is willing to submit to the Jie Sect! All those with a heart devoted to the Dao may go there!"

The Youchao clan and the Ziyi clan were also mentioned with great emphasis.

This is currently the only, and best, way to survive!

Xuan Du nodded, his mind made up.

The first step has been completed.

He looked eastward, his gaze seemingly already seeing the countless human disciples in the future gathering of immortals.

At that time, the fate of the human race and the Jie Sect will be intertwined, and they will share in each other's glory.

And he will take advantage of this massive feedback to move towards a higher level!

"There's no time to lose."

Xuan Du said in a deep voice:

"The three sages can immediately summon the tribal leaders and proclaim this matter; those who are willing can wait here."

"I need to go ahead and return to Jin'ao Island to inform my master and make preparations as soon as possible."

The Third Ancestor, knowing that this matter concerned the survival of the race, quickly said:

"good!"

Xuan Du said no more, and with a flicker, he merged into the void and disappeared.

The three ancestors remained standing before the altar, their hearts surging with emotion, unable to calm down for a long time.

At the same time that Xuandu met with the three patriarchs and decided on the grand plan to bring the human race into the Jie Sect.

The border area where the forces of the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan intersect.

A white light swept across the mountains like a ghost, without making a sound.

It was Bai Ze who came on the orders of Emperor Jun.

He suppressed his aura and calmly scanned the area below.

Soon, his gaze settled on a patrol of witch warriors.

The leader was a burly Taiyi shaman general wielding a giant axe, exuding a fierce aura.

"It's you."

Bai Ze murmured to himself, his figure vanishing like smoke.

The next moment, he appeared behind the shaman.

The shaman felt a chill on the back of his neck. Before he could react, everything went black, and he lost consciousness.

Bai Ze rolled up his sleeve and tucked it into his sleeve. The whole process was clean and efficient, happening in an instant.

The other witch warriors on patrol were completely unaware that their leader had vanished into thin air.

Another flash of white light, and Bai Ze was already far away from the territory of the Wu Clan, heading towards the shore of the East Sea.

He moved extremely fast, and in less than half a day, he had arrived at the coast of the East China Sea.

They found a remote and deserted tribal ruin where a massacre had just taken place, the blood still lingering.

Bai Ze waved his hand, setting up a concealment barrier to isolate the inside from the outside.

First, set the unconscious Taiyi Shaman aside.

Immediately, he took out a white jade bottle and gestured towards the dark red bloodstains remaining in the ruins.

The still-dried essence and blood were drawn together, flowing into the clean bottle.

Soon, they had collected enough essence blood from a hundred people.

This was a solution he had carefully considered.

After all, if we kill a human, who knows if that being will appear?

It would be troublesome if we got bogged down in that situation.

But the remaining blood is different.

After doing all this, Bai Ze did not leave immediately.

He looked at the cleansing bottle in his hand, then at the unconscious shaman beside him, his eyes gleaming with a look of inquiry.

His Majesty suspects there's something strange about this blood...

He pondered for a moment and decided to verify it on the spot.

Caution is the boat.

He first scanned the human blood with his divine sense, but found nothing unusual; it seemed no different from the blood of ordinary living beings.

He manipulated a drop of blood, gently placing it on the shaman's arm.

The bronze skin of the shaman, which was strong enough to withstand ordinary spiritual treasures, actually had a tiny charred spot!

Although it was instantly repaired by the shaman's powerful life force, that fleeting effect was undeniable!

Bai Ze abruptly withdrew the blood, his face filled with horror!

He got it!

I understand everything now!

Why did that mysterious quasi-saint stop the ghost carriage from letting the shaman touch human blood?

This seemingly ordinary human blood actually...

Surprisingly, it possesses a natural ability to restrain the Wu Clan, who are known for their physical strength!

If this blood could be used to forge a divine weapon...

A thought appeared in Bai Ze's mind, causing him to tremble violently and become so excited that he could hardly control himself!

If we were to forge a divine weapon specifically designed to overcome the physical limitations of the witch clan.

At that time, the powerful physique that the Witch Clan was so proud of will be as fragile as paper in front of the Demon Clan's divine weapons!

This...this is an unparalleled weapon capable of turning the tide of the war between the Lich King and the world's overlord!

"God bless the demon race! God bless the demon race!"

Bai Ze roared inwardly, unable to remain calm any longer.

He carefully put away the cleansing bottle, glanced at the unconscious shaman on the ground, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

This sorcerer is no longer of any use, but his physical body may be taken back for further research.

Without further hesitation, he summoned the witch general, his figure transforming into white light, instantly breaking through the concealment restriction, and sped towards the Demon Court of the Thirty-Three Heavens at top speed!

He must immediately report this earth-shattering discovery to the two emperors!

The blood of humans holds the secret to the destruction of the witch race!

And that quasi-saint who killed the ghost chariot must also know this secret!

His obstruction only proves that this matter is absolutely true!