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The shores of the East China Sea are the ancestral home of humankind.

The faint hope that once lingered beside the altar has now been replaced by despair.

Suiren, Youchao, and Ziyi, the three ancestors of the human race, stood side by side on a simple altar platform, gazing into the distance.

The excitement and exhilaration they had shown not long ago were no longer on their faces.

Only an unyielding, deep sorrow and barely concealed shock and anger remained on his face.

Shortly after Xuandu left, before they could even discuss the matter in detail with the tribal leaders, the meeting took place.

Then disaster struck!

"Boom!"

At the edge of the sky, demonic clouds churned and spread toward the coast of the East China Sea at a visible speed!

That wasn't a small group of demon soldiers harassing us, but a real demon army!

Banners fluttered, and demonic energy soared into the sky!

Countless ferocious figures appeared and disappeared in the demonic clouds, their scales shimmering, their claws chilling, their gazes fixed on the human settlement below.

Powerful demonic energy was released without any attempt to conceal it.

Mysterious Immortal, Golden Immortal, Taiyi Golden Immortal...

The sheer number and strength of the demon soldiers and generals far surpassed any previous massacre!

What's even more unsettling is that these demons did not launch an attack immediately.

Instead, they quickly dispersed, sealing off the entire coast of the East China Sea and all the larger human tribes within hundreds of thousands of miles around!

The sky was shrouded in eerie clouds, making it difficult for sunlight to penetrate, and the earth was shrouded in darkness.

All directions were blocked by demonic energy, making it impossible for any escape light to penetrate, thus trapping billions of humans within!

"Too fast... The demon race's speed this time is just too fast!"

Youchao's voice was hoarse, his fists clenched, and the veins on his bronze arms bulged.

He tried to resist, but he appeared so fragile and vulnerable under that vast demonic power.

Ziyi's beautiful eyes flashed with murderous intent as she gazed at the demonic clouds that blotted out the sky, her voice trembling slightly:

"What...what are they doing?"

"Are you going to... wipe out my human race?"

This is quite different from previous hunting practices.

This time, they clearly have a specific purpose in mind!

Suirenshi, holding a firewood staff, said coldly:

"Xuan Du has just killed Gui Che and wiped out the demons on the shores of the East Sea... This action by the Demon Court is no ordinary act of retaliation."

His gaze swept over the terrified crowd gathered around the altar below, and his heart sank.

"They must have sensed something..."

He thought of Xuandu's parting words and the secret of blood that concerned the survival of humanity.

Could it be... that the demon race already knows?

This thought sent a chill down his spine.

"What...what should we do?"

A tribal chief staggered in, his face filled with fear and despair, his voice trembling with sobs:

"We're surrounded by demons on all sides...we can't escape!"

His words represented the common sentiment of all the trapped humans at that moment.

An atmosphere of despair spread through the crowd.

The Third Patriarch remained silent.

Faced with this overwhelming army of demons, any words seemed pale and powerless.

Suirenshi took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and raised the firewood staff in his hand high.

"Buzz!"

The tiny flame suddenly lit up, dispelling the surrounding gloom.

"What's the panic!"

Suirenshi's voice boomed like a bell, forcefully boosting the morale of his people:

"Xuan Du has gone to seek a way for us to survive!"

"Before this, we, as the backbone of humanity, must not betray the spirit of humanity even in death!"

His voice carried a resolute quality that resonated with those around him.

Youchao stepped forward, his body surging with energy, and said in a deep voice:

"Good! We'll hold out as long as we can!"

The black-robed man also shouted:

"Women, children, the elderly, and the weak, retreat to the center! All those capable of fighting, follow me to form a defensive perimeter!"

Under the command of the Third Patriarch, the panicked crowd was barely calmed down.

......

The Thirty-Third Heaven, the Lingxiao Palace.

Di Jun stood with his hands behind his back before the enormous star map, his gaze piercing through the endless void as he coldly observed the scenery along the coast of the East Sea.

Looking at the humans trembling under the encirclement of the demon army, a smile appeared on his lips.

"The struggle of ants is quite tragic."

Donghuang Taiyi stood beside him, with the Chaos Bell floating in his palm, emitting a hazy, clear light.

"Brother, now that we've confirmed the human blood is effective, why don't we act immediately and collect it all?"

"Why bother with such a grand display and waste time?"

His tone carried a hint of confusion, but also a hint of impatience.

If the Witch-Slaying Sword can be forged soon, the demon race can crush the witch race and achieve unparalleled hegemony!

Di Jun slowly turned around, golden flames flickering in his eyes, carrying a profound sense of control over everything:

"Second brother, do you know why that mysterious quasi-saint wanted to kill Guiche and prevent the Witch Clan from touching human blood?"

Donghuang Taiyi frowned slightly:

"Of course, I fear this secret will be revealed."

"good."

Di Jun nodded, his voice icy cold:

"The more he tries to conceal it, the more crucial this secret becomes!"

"Now that the Ghost Chariot has fallen, the secrets of heaven are in chaos, and that Quasi-Saint has hidden himself from view."

"I will use the millions of ants on the shores of the East China Sea as bait to lay this inescapable net!"

His gaze returned to the area shrouded in demonic clouds, his tone mocking:

"I want to see if that cowardly quasi-saint will show himself again for the sake of these ants."

"If he shows himself... we can use this opportunity to investigate his background. If we can capture and kill him, we can eliminate any future trouble!"

"If he doesn't appear..."

Di Jun's eyes flashed with murderous intent:

"Once I have gathered enough essence blood to forge the Witch-Slaying Sword, the Witch Clan will be destroyed, and his death will be imminent!"

Upon hearing this, Donghuang Taiyi's eyes flashed with understanding, and he clapped his hands and laughed:

"I see! Brother, your plan is brilliant! It kills two birds with one stone!"

After all, that creature had slain the Ghost Cart!

If they don't kill this person, where will the Demon Court's authority be?

How then could the two of them govern the demon race?

As for the life or death of the human race... who cares?

Right now!

"Sizzle!"

A clear, hazy sword light tore through the thick demonic clouds without warning!

Like the first ray of light at dawn, it descended fiercely!

Where the sword light passed, the demonic energy was instantly shredded by the sharp sword intent.

A figure in cyan appeared along with the sword light, landing steadily on the top of the altar and standing in front of the three ancestors.

With his robes fluttering and his expression calm, it was none other than Xuan Du who had arrived!

"Xuandu!"

"You're back!"

The three ancestors and countless humans below were stunned at first, then burst into wild joy as if they had survived a calamity!

Xuan Du's appearance instantly stabilized the morale of people who were on the verge of collapse.

After all, Xuandu is the strongest fighting force of the human race.

Even the three ancestors of the human race are only at the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

Xuan Du did not look at the excited crowd behind him, but instead swept his gaze across the sky at the demon army that had suddenly stopped and was filled with surprise and uncertainty because of his appearance.

"The demon race."

Xuan Du spoke, his voice not loud, yet it clearly carried across the surrounding area, carrying an undeniable air of authority.

"Retreat immediately to save your life."

Those who insist on moving forward will perish, both in body and spirit.

As soon as he finished speaking, a primordial Daoist aura, transcending all things, slowly emanated from his body.

Although it had not fully erupted, it had already caused the demonic clouds ahead to churn violently, and countless demons showed horror on their faces, instinctively feeling fear!

Meanwhile, in the center of the army, Ci Tie, who was in charge of the blockade, was greatly alarmed.

He exuded a domineering and tyrannical aura; he was none other than Ci Tie, one of the Ten Great Demon Saints of the Demon Clan!

At this moment, the demon saint, who was usually fearless, was filled with disbelief and horror!

"Hun Yuan... it's the essence of the Hun Yuan Dao!"

Zitie's pupils contracted sharply as he stared intently at the figure in blue on the altar.

The aura of the person below was completely different from that of a Quasi-Saint who had slain a corpse!

There was no sense of emptiness from relying on spiritual treasures, nor any extraordinary phenomenon of detachment from attachments.

Only the purest and most unique primordial Daoist essence, which forms its own world, can truly exist!

Transcend the Heavenly Way, transcend all constraints!

This is by no means a quasi-saint achieved through the Primordial Purple Qi or by severing the Three Corpses.

But the most difficult level to break through is the Primordial Golden Immortal!

"How is this possible... How is this possible?"

Citi roared inwardly, almost overturning his understanding.

The path to primordial chaos is fraught with difficulty!

Since the beginning of the Dragon-Han Calamity, apart from those few innate overlords who have long since perished, who else could have made it through?

Even their two emperors, who possessed innate treasures such as the Hetu Luoshu and the Chaos Bell, ultimately chose the more prudent path of severing their corpses!

But the person in front of me...

As Ci Tie felt the overwhelming pressure of the Primordial Chaos, a chill ran through him.

His Majesty used the human race as bait, intending to lure out the person who killed Guiche, but he never expected that this person was a Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

There's no easy way to break through to the level of a Primordial Golden Immortal.

Trouble!

The big thing is bad!

Ci Tie instantly realized the seriousness of the problem.

If it were just an ordinary Quasi-Saint, even with profound cultivation, he might not be unable to contend with or even suppress it.

But one who has successfully traversed the Path of Primordial Chaos...

Its methods and potential far surpass those of ordinary quasi-saints!

Facing an unknown Primordial Golden Immortal, a head-on confrontation is by no means a wise move!

However, Ci Tie soon realized what was happening.

With such a great commotion here, His Majesties must be keeping a close eye on it.

I only need to delay for a moment, and once His Majesty's true form descends, even if he is a Primordial Golden Immortal, he will not be able to escape suppression!

This person's aura is only around the early stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm, so stalling for time shouldn't be a problem.

Thinking of this, Ci Tie felt a little calmer and forcibly suppressed his fear of the Primordial Golden Immortal.

He took a step forward, his massive, mountain-like body tearing through the demonic clouds, and crashed down into the void in front of the altar.

It stands opposite Xuandu from afar.

"snort!"

The clanging of metal was like muffled thunder, carrying the savagery unique to the demon race:

"How dare you, you cowardly creatures, obstruct the actions of my demon race!"

Xuan Du's gaze swept calmly over the iron blades that were flying through the air, his heart unmoved.

Since the Demon Court has put up such a show of force, it has sealed off the coast of the East Sea.

It was clear that Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi knew that human blood had a restraining effect on the Wu tribe.

Xuan Du never expected that despite his best efforts to stop it, he would still be exposed.

However, he also knew that what had happened was already done, and now the important thing was how to get through the crisis.

Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi must be paying attention to this place.

Sending Ci Tie to appear first was simply to test his strength and background.

Although the Primordial Golden Immortal is powerful, Xuandu knows his own limitations.

He possessed the Primordial Chaos Realm and vast magical power, but he had never unlocked the feedback of the total cultivation method.

Lacking effective means of combat, he only possesses the Shangqing Kung Fu and the Shangqing Sword Manual.

Once a real fight breaks out, engaging in a battle with a demon saint like Ci Tie, who is known for his physical strength and unpredictable supernatural abilities, it's inevitable that his true strength will be exposed.

If Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi see through their true intentions at that time, things may change.

His primary purpose for this trip was not to engage in a bloody battle with the demon army.

Instead, it was to seize that sliver of hope for humanity!

In the blink of an eye, Xuandu had already made his decision.

He completely ignored the menacing and terrifying Ci Tie in front of him.

Under the bewildered gaze of Ci Tie, and the blank stares of thousands of demons and humans below.

Xuandu slowly turned around.

His gaze passed over the excited and apprehensive Third Ancestor and landed on countless clansmen.

Suirenshi was the first to react.

Although he did not know the specifics of Xuandu's plan, he knew that Xuandu must have a deeper meaning when he saw that Xuandu ignored the Demon Saint.

Now is not the time to hesitate!

Suirenshi took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his fear of the countless demon soldiers.

He slammed the wooden staff in his hand, which symbolized the origin of human civilization, down heavily!

"Buzz!"

The faint flame suddenly swelled by three degrees, its light dazzling.

He took a step forward, and the power of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, the Heavenly Dao Merit, surged forth around him.

"My valiant sons!"

Suirenshi's voice was as loud as a bell, drowning out the howling of the demonic wind:

"Xuan Du is a member of my human race. Today, I wish to pass on the cultivation techniques of our human race to ensure the continuation of our lineage!"

"This is an unprecedented opportunity for our human race!"

His gaze swept over the eager faces, and his voice suddenly rose, resolute:

"All humans..."

"Perform the apprenticeship ceremony!!"