Simulating the primordial era? That's way too extreme.

Chapter 386 Extra Chapter 2: A Marriage Across Two Lifetimes (Xuanming Chapter)

In the seven cycles of human history, the two assemblies and four periods, as the rebel demon army, fueled by the wrath of the people, captured Shouyang Mountain and Tiandu, the last Heavenly Emperor Jin Bing, who had committed numerous evils, was finally defeated and committed suicide!

The fall of Shouyang Mountain and the self-destruction of the false emperor both signaled the end of this protracted uprising with the final victory of the demon race.

The countless demons, long oppressed by the human court, proved the value of life with their blood and fire, and forged a new demon race through the flames of war. Unity and indomitable spirit became the highest glory of the new demon race.

Although the enraged Heavenly Dao unleashed the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder as punishment after the annihilation of humanity, wiping out more than 70% of the demon race, the surviving demons still proudly issued an unyielding declaration to the Heavenly Dao:

"So what if you're destined to be the protagonist? Those who enslave the masses, even if they are destined to be the protagonist, we'll still kill them!"

The demon race has the right to say that.

Because of this battle, the false emperor Jin Bing and his henchmen, whether human, witch, dragon, phoenix, or qilin, all completely withdrew from the stage of history.

From the "destined protagonist" to the slave owners and nobles of the old era, they were all burned to ashes by the wrath of the masses. From then on, no large-scale human race could be seen in the primordial world, and the bloodlines of the three races no longer had any privileges. Not a single member of the witch race was left!

Yes, the Witch Clan was truly wiped out...

The biggest loser in this war was not the human race, but the witch race who followed Jin Bing in committing evil.

Humanity still has some disciples of saints, represented by Xuandu of the Human Sect, and reclusive immortals who never agreed with the Great Chief's idea of ​​enslaving all races. Although their numbers are small and they are unlikely to continue the glory of the "protagonist of destiny", at least some are still left.

But the Witch Clan... apart from the twelve Ancestral Witches who were at the Quasi-Saint level, none of the other Witch Clan members, large or small, survived. They were all slaughtered by the bloodthirsty rebel demon army!

The reason for this is not that all the Wu tribe members are war maniacs, but that their elder brother, Emperor Jiang, does not allow them to desert. Under the elder brother's high-pressure orders, even if some normal Wu tribe members want to follow the example of the human race's wandering immortals and live in seclusion, they can only helplessly and desperately throw their entire families into the meat grinder of war...

Thus, while all living beings stood on the ruins of the Human Court celebrating this great victory, the twelve ancestral witches, far away in the Heaven of Nuwa, were shifting blame onto each other.

"Dijiang! Give me back my legion!"

Zhu Rong grabbed Di Jiang, her eyes blazing with anger. She stopped calling him "elder brother" and immediately began to curse:

"You dare call yourself a big brother! You've ruined my kids!"

"I……"

Dijiang was also so angry that his face turned red and his neck bulged:

"It wasn't just me who gave the order to fight... You agreed, didn't you? And Gonggong! Qiangliang! Jumang!... Which of you didn't agree?"

"You all said you could form an alliance, all wanting to use the destiny of the human race to become the supreme demon... Now that you've lost the battle, why are you blaming it all on me?! Every single one of you will be implicated!"

The eldest brother's shouts and curses left his younger brothers, who had been joining in the insults, speechless.

Indeed, although the decision to bet everything on the human race was proposed by Dijiang, the voting and implementation were all agreed upon by them. Without their support, Dijiang would not have been able to mobilize the twelve tribes of the Wu clan in the name of the eldest brother...

However, while this is the principle, it cannot be accepted in this way!

How could I, a dignified ancestral witch, make a mistake?

It must all be that damned Titler who bewitched us!

His crimes are heinous and deserve to be punished! It's all his fault; it has absolutely nothing to do with us victims...

In short, the ten burly men were arguing fiercely!

Meanwhile, a woman in yellow sat silently on a rock, listening to her brothers' blaming each other, feeling only annoyance and frustration.

Because out of the twelve people, she was probably the most wronged...

Houtu never wanted to get involved in this war of "helping others to do evil." Her greatest wish was to live a peaceful life with her children in her small plot of land on Buzhou Mountain.

However, the twelve ancestral witches were closely connected, and her brothers were always jumping around trying to become "super demons," so even if she didn't want to join the group, she had no choice but to.

As the battle progressed, all the great and lesser witches she had carefully cultivated were wiped out, and the demon race, with its overwhelming momentum, even tried to kill Hou Yi, the junior she valued most!

This time, she was both anxious and desperate. In her haste, she tried to intervene, but the aloof Emperor Jun slapped her away, leaving her only able to watch helplessly as Hou Yi and his companions were wiped out by the demon race...

Are you angry?

Of course she was furious; Houtu wished she could smash Dijun's dog head to pieces with one punch!

However, firstly, Di Jun had already become a saint, so resistance was useless; secondly, she knew in her heart that this outcome was the result of the Witch Clan's own actions.

If you want to ride roughshod over others and be the "demon above demons," you should be prepared to be killed in return. The demon race is not wrong; the witch race is the one who is wrong...

Of course, in her anger, Houtu also sighed inwardly:

Actually, I was also at fault, because I had the opportunity to save part of the witch clan at the beginning, but I didn't seize it.

As for why they didn't catch it?

That was because she was clinging to a sliver of hope, and at one point believed she could actually win...

This confidence stems from the human race and Jin Bing.

After all, the human race is the "protagonist of destiny," and by climbing this high branch, the witch race may not necessarily lose!

In addition, Jin Bing's personal campaigns in the early and mid-stages were too successful. He slaughtered the entire Five Regions, killing several hundred Great Luo Immortals and annihilating countless clans. The trend of victory was too obvious.

This led the hesitant Houtu to decide to bet everything, becoming so deeply entrenched in her position that she ultimately perished along with it.

Kim Byung, the number one war criminal, truly deserves to die!

It's just a pity about my little sister...

Thinking about it, Houtu glanced at the woman in black sitting in a corner further away.

Xuanming's eyes were now empty, as if he were dead, just an empty shell...

Compared to her brothers who argued fiercely and shifted blame, she was undoubtedly the other extreme.

Houtu looked at her numb sister and sighed again.

She naturally knew about her sister's situation.

My brothers and I were alright; we just lost a bunch of our life essence derivatives. But my sister not only lost all her toys, she even gave away her true love...

Although their marriage was based on mutual benefit, they had grown very close over the years, so Jin Bing's sudden death was a huge blow to her!

According to Nuwa, she was unwilling to leave Jin Bing in the end, and it was Jin Bing who asked Nuwa to use her divine power to send her to Nuwa's Heaven...

Speaking of this, Houtu sincerely thanked Nuwa. Although the two sides had never had much interaction, Nuwa's direct intervention in the war and forcibly taking her sister away was a great thing.

Otherwise, my sister would probably end up like me and my brothers, captured by Dijun.

Moreover, Nuwa later personally found Dijun and asked him to release her siblings and others, and also placed all twelve of them in Nuwa Heaven to avoid trouble.

Therefore, Houtu was naturally grateful to Nuwa, but at the same time, she couldn't help but sigh inwardly:

Given their reputations, they fear they will never be able to return to Mount Buzhou, the place left behind by their father, Pangu...

But no matter what, being able to survive is the greatest fortune.

As the defeated party, Houtu was already quite content with the status quo.

However, Houtu was still very worried:

Even if Nuwa is the best person, she probably wouldn't allow her siblings to live in her house forever. It's fine for them to stay temporarily, but they'll have to move out sooner or later.

But if they move out, they'll never have peace. Although the saintly Emperor Jun won't deliberately target them, it doesn't mean the demon race won't come after them!

Facing the overbearing demon race, it would be wrong not to act, but it would also be wrong to act; otherwise, he would probably be treated no differently than a rat crossing the street in the future...

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but look towards the Nuwa Palace in the distance, hoping that the master there could help her make some arrangements.

……

Inside the Nuwa Palace, Nuwa was lost in thought.

Just moments ago, a strange vortex appeared in front of her, and two people emerged from it:

One of them was a short-haired young man with very low cultivation level; he wasn't even a true immortal.

The other person was a young man in a yellow robe, whose cultivation was slightly higher, just reaching the level of a True Immortal.

This combination was shockingly weak in the primordial world, but this weakling combination appeared here in a way that even Nuwa couldn't quite understand!

To be honest, this is already quite strange.

But what shocked Nuwa even more was that the true immortal was almost identical to the Heavenly Emperor Jin Bing, who had already self-destructed and died...

No, not almost, that's him!

Nuwa exclaimed softly, "Everyone's true spirit is unique. She can recognize that the person in front of her is Jin Bing!"

However, his physical body was no longer the evolved Azure Dragon of the East, but an ordinary Golden Flood Dragon...

Nuwa spoke solemnly:

"Who are you? Where do you come from? Why have you come here?"

"us……"

Jin Bing exchanged a glance with the man before speaking seriously:

"Your Majesty, we have much to say, but it is not convenient to say it... We beg Your Majesty to shield us from the secrets of heaven."

Nuwa frowned, but still reached out and stirred the sky!

In an instant, the secrets of heaven were thrown into chaos, and even the Heavenly Dao could not restore order to the disordered secrets in a short time...

Seeing this, Jin Bing finally breathed a sigh of relief:

It's not that he's cautious; it's mainly because the Heavenly Dao's stress response is too unforgettable—it can easily choke to death from a breath of spiritual energy...

As Jin Bing breathed a sigh of relief, he briefly recounted his experiences of reincarnation through three lifetimes.

After saying this, without caring whether Nuwa believed him or not, he directly and seriously revealed the purpose of his trip:

"So that Your Majesty may know, our greatest purpose in coming here is to seal this unjust Heavenly Way!"

"There's no need for Your Majesty to join in; we only ask that Your Majesty and the other five saints not interfere later!"

"Yes, yes!"

Zhao Si patted his chest and echoed:

"We are a professional team; we've already removed the Heavenly Dao from Old Jin's third incarnation. We're very skilled at this!"

Nuwa: ...

Faced with the pronouncements of these two madmen, even Nuwa, a sage, was momentarily speechless.

After a moment of silence, Nuwa nodded:

"it is good."

Regardless of whether the two men had ulterior motives, she was willing to agree.

After all, unlike the witch clan's relationship with the ancestral witch, the human race was never a toy in her eyes, but a real child.

And her child has now been murdered...

She wasn't an ignorant shrew; she naturally knew who the culprit was who had killed her child!

And so, a temporary and simple alliance was reached.

……

At the same time, Xuanming, who had been sitting idly in Nuwa's Heaven, suddenly looked straight towards Nuwa's Palace!

Her unusual behavior immediately caught Houtu's attention.

"What's wrong?"

Houtu asked with concern, "My younger sister has suffered a huge blow and is currently in a sensitive and vulnerable time. As her older sister, I should naturally care for her as much as possible."

"It's him!"

Xuanming suddenly went berserk and rushed straight towards Nuwa Palace!

Houtu trembled in fright:

If this offends Nuwa, I'm afraid...

But before Houtu could rush forward to stop them, the tightly closed gates of Nuwa Palace suddenly opened, revealing a large group of people.

This scene not only stunned Houtu, but also stunned Dijiang and the others who had been blaming each other!

Because among this group, there are N Taiqing, N Yuqing, N Shangqing... N Styx... N+1 Nuwa...

Wait... are you playing a clone war game here?!

Just as everyone was completely stunned by this bizarre scene, Xuanming rushed forward without hesitation and grabbed a young man in a yellow robe!

The man in the yellow robe paused for a moment, then gently stroked his wife in his arms:

"I'm back."

"You're not allowed to leave now!"

"……good."

……

(End of this chapter)