Primordial Era: When a Good Guy Awakens a Morally Unethical System

Taiyi, wielding the Eastern Emperor Bell, possessed the strongest defensive capabilities of his time. Although he survived the impact of Zhujiuyin's self-destruction, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Liang Qiang witnessed Zhu Jiuyin's self-destruction and roared as he charged towards Taiyi. But Taiyi reacted faster, immediately blasting him to death with the Eastern Emperor Bell.

"Slay the Ancestral Witch and avenge the Demon Queen!" On the battlefield between the Lich and Demon Kings, Di Jun addressed his subordinates before charging forward.

"Then let's die together!" Dijiang knew he had no chance of winning, and was prepared to risk his life.

As Dijiang's voice faded, the Ancestral Witches and Great Witches all chose to self-destruct, dragging the demon generals down with them.

Di Jun looked at Taiyi, who was pale-faced and still forcibly activating the Eastern Emperor Bell to protect him, and suddenly reached out to grab him, switched places with Taiyi, and then pushed him hard.

Knowing that Taiyi wouldn't escape alone, he added, "I'm entrusting the children to you!"

Di Jun was captured by Di Jiang, and together they turned into a blood mist. Seeing that something was wrong, Kunpeng quickly pushed out a demon general beside him to block Ju Mang, and then quickly picked up Di Jun's River Luo Book Map Peach Blossom.

"Big brother!" Taiyi lost his balance and fell from the sky.

Among the high-ranking members of the demon race, besides Taiyi, who was severely injured and pushed away by Dijun, and Kunpeng, who betrayed them and escaped midway, only Bai Ze remained. The witch race suffered even greater casualties, with all the ancestral witches who participated in the battle self-destructing, and only one newly promoted human witch son remaining as a great witch.

Just then, Houtu appeared.

The surviving members of the Wu tribe knelt down one after another: "Paying homage to the Ancestral Wu Houtu."

They were in a panic. The entire Wu tribe had been killed in battle, and the Wu tribe was nearly wiped out. They didn't know what to do. So, Houtu, who appeared at this moment, became their pillar of support, and they waited to obey Houtu's orders.

"During the great calamity, countless beings in the primordial world perished. The underworld lacks servants, so the surviving members of the Wu tribe will come with me to the underworld to eternally run the cycle of reincarnation for all living beings, in order to atone for their sins." Houtu gently waved her hand, and the surviving members of the Wu tribe were taken to the underworld by her.

The physical constitution of the children of human witches is different from that of pure witches. They have shorter lifespans and still possess souls, so they cannot be taken to the underworld. Instead, they must remain in the primordial world and survive and develop on their own among the human race.

After Houtu took the Wu tribe away, she also left. The lesser demons scattered and fled, wishing they had never participated in this great battle.

After learning the outcome of the great battle, Fuxi, who was on the Thirty-Third Heaven, slapped himself hard. He had only reached this level because of the respect that Di Jun and Taiyi had shown him, thanks to the good fortune of the demon race. Now, his best friend and lord had both risked their lives for the demon race, while he alone hid in Nuwa's Palace, betraying his past promise.

Seeing this, Nuwa picked up the two little golden crows and asked, "What are your names?"

The little golden crows knew Nuwa's identity, so they naturally dared not be disrespectful: "My name is Xiao Liu, and his name is Xiao Ba!"

Nuwa laughed and said, "Little Six and Little Eight are in order of birth, not names!"

"Brother, they don't have names yet. Now that Di Jun has one too... let's give them names!" Nuwa wanted to use the little golden crow to distract Fuxi.

Fuxi valued relationships above all else. Dijun, knowing a great calamity was imminent, entrusted his children to him, so Fuxi would take good care of them no matter what. Nuwa knew his character, and now only these two children could ease his guilt.

Fuxi indeed turned around, patted the heads of the two little golden crows, and sighed: "The three-legged golden crow clan is now down to Taiyi and these children. Let Taiyi name them!"