Transmigrating to the Primordial Era as a Peerless Great Witch, Changing Fate in the Primordial Worl

Luo Hou was stunned for a moment and instantly realized that a master had secretly interfered, cutting off his escape route of mutual destruction. But his madness intensified. Since he couldn't destroy it, he would completely change the situation.

"Heaven's way is unjust, but the Great Way is just; the Great Way is above all." Luo Hou suddenly raised his head, no longer addressing Heaven's way, but instead making the most resolute and grandest oath to the "Great Way," which, though now in seclusion, still resonates with the legacy of the Chaos Demon God.

He is the reincarnation of a Chaos Demon God, with extraordinary origins, and possesses a secret method that allows him to briefly communicate with the Great Dao.

"Today, I, the Demon Ancestor Rahu, offer my remaining demonic body, origin, and Dao fruit as a sacrifice to evolve the Demon Realm beside the Primordial World, becoming the dark side of the Primordial World, bearing all the thoughts of killing, resentment, greed, desire, and destruction in the world. From this moment on, the Dao will decline and the Demon will rise, and the Dao will rise and the Demon will decline. The Demon Realm and the Primordial World are two sides of the same coin, mutually complementary. As long as the Primordial World exists, the Demonic Path will endure forever."

This oath is no small matter; it directly touches upon the fundamental principle of Yin-Yang balance that constitutes the world.

The Eye of the Great Dao truly manifested above the Nine Heavens, cold and indifferent yet possessing supreme majesty that scrutinizes all paths.

The will of Heaven fluctuated violently, but could not be interfered with because it involved the fundamental laws of the Great Dao.

The Eye of the Great Dao "watched" Rahu, and then seemed to "look" at the broken West and Hongjun and the others. It remained silent for a moment, as if weighing the pros and cons of this oath for the long-term evolution of the prehistoric world.

Finally, a grand, emotionless will descended:

"allow"

As the voice of the Great Dao faded, Rahu's demonic body could no longer be maintained and began to involuntarily disintegrate and melt, transforming into the most primordial demonic laws and a torrent of negative energy.

The Eye of the Great Dao shot out a beam of chaotic divine light, enveloping this torrent and a certain area in the Western Continent that had long been soaked in calamity and resentment, and whose spatial structure was extremely fragile.

"boom"

A nascent "world," dominated by dark red and deep purple hues and exuding an aura of endless temptation and decadence, was born amidst violent spatial tremors.

This is the Demon Realm. Although it is only a nascent Great Thousand World, its foundation is unique and faintly connected to the primordial origin, forming its own set of rules.

From then on, it became the final destination and fermentation place for all negative emotions in the primordial world, as well as a paradise for demonic beings.

In the final moments before the world took shape, Rahu's remaining will let out a long howl filled with resentment and bitterness. He forcibly separated the purest fragment of his soul, which carried his core memories and a portion of his Dao Fruit, from his main primordial spirit, which was about to completely dissipate. This fragment, along with the "Nine-Rank World-Destroying Black Lotus" and the "Heavenly Demon Tower" that had already been blasted away, was thrown into the depths of the newly born Demon Realm.

As for the greatly weakened Four Swords of Zhuxian, the Zhuxian Formation Diagram, and the "Blood Soul Spear" that still yearned to devour more, Luo Hou was now powerless to control them, and they scattered in the shattered battlefield void.

Having done all this, Luo Hou's "main spirit," which was now filled with nothing but pure destruction and madness, suddenly changed direction. With a resolute determination to perish together with Hongjun, it did not rush towards Hongjun's true form, but instead crashed into Hongjun's three corpse incarnations, which were closest to it, connected in aura, but had relatively weak defenses.

"Hongjun, let us both perish, explode!"

"Oh no!" Hongjun himself exclaimed, his expression changing drastically. He wanted to help, but it was too late.

"Boom!"

How terrifying was the power of the final self-destruction of the main primordial spirit of a half-step Primordial Grandmaster, the Demon Ancestor Rahu?

Even when it was severely injured and weakened, it was still enough to destroy the world. The three incarnations of good, evil, and self that were the first to be hit were almost instantly torn apart and annihilated in the blood-red demonic light of the explosion.

The aftershocks of the explosion swept over Hongjun himself. Although he was protected by the auspicious clouds of the heavens and the Jade Disc of Creation, he was still violently thrown away. His Taoist robe was torn, golden blood gushed from his mouth, and his aura instantly plummeted to the bottom. His primordial spirit dimmed, and his physical body was covered with cracks. The severity of his injuries had already damaged his very foundation.

Hongjun barely managed to steady himself, looking at the completely dissipated main spirit of Rahu and the annihilated three corpse incarnations. He also felt his own heavy injuries and damage to his Dao foundation. His divine sense was filled with boundless hatred, yet also with endless fatigue and lingering fear.

He knew that although he had won the battle between Dao and Demon, he had paid a heavy price. His three corpses were destroyed, requiring endless effort and time to re-sever them. Even if the three corpses were re-severed, their potential would inevitably be greatly reduced, and he himself was not sure whether he could attain the Primordial Dao. The injuries to his main body would be difficult to heal without tens of thousands of years of seclusion.

However, Rahu left behind the Demon Realm and his divided soul, which did not truly perish. Meanwhile, deep within Mount Buzhou, Wugu "saw" everything.

Seeing that the Demon Realm had been formed, he sent a telepathic message to the Styx River underground. The Styx River was overwhelmed with emotion at witnessing this earth-shattering battle when it suddenly felt an irresistible, gentle spatial force enveloping it. In the blink of an eye, it was directly transported to the newly formed, demonically aura-filled Demon Realm.

"This is your destiny, and also your responsibility. The sea of ​​blood, slaughter, karmic fire, and demonic path are both connected and incompatible. Refine this world and bring blessings to the primordial world." Wu Gu's voice echoed in the Styx Divine Thought.

Styx was startled at first, then his eyes flashed with excitement. The opportunity he had been waiting for for millions of years had finally arrived. Styx bowed in the direction of Buzhou Mountain and, without hesitation, transformed into a beam of blood and plunged into the depths of the Demon Realm.

The twelve ancestral witches underground were also invigorated by their elder brother's praise. They knew that the most essential main vein and most of the earth veins of the Western Continent had been successfully preserved through their efforts and those of the Styx River, and had not been completely destroyed with Rahu's self-destruction.

In time, when the sons of the Wu tribe are born, they will be able to clean up and repair this damaged land. This will not only allow this wounded land to regain its vitality, but will also bring considerable merit to the Wu tribe.

The battle between the Dao and the Demonic forces thus came to a temporary end in a way that resulted in mutual destruction, yet also sowed the seeds of endless future uncertainties.

Before the aftershocks of the great war had completely subsided, the devastation on the western continent and the anomalies in the newly formed demon realm finally drew the attention of the Heavenly Dao, which had just taken over the primordial world and urgently needed to establish its absolute authority.

As the tribulation clouds above the nine heavens dispersed, a gigantic, cold, indifferent, and emotionless "Eye of Heaven" slowly condensed and appeared.

It is not a physical entity but a manifestation of the will of Heaven. Wherever its gaze sweeps, all causes and effects, karma, merits, and even the subtle changes in time and space in the primordial world are instantly recorded, analyzed, and judged.

From the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and the fractured rivers and mountains of the Western Continent, to the desolate retreat of the East Sea, the Undying Volcano, and the Qilin Cliff, and then to the suppression and repair of the earth's veins by the Wu Clan of Buzhou Mountain, the Eye of Heaven, like the most efficient scanner, quickly summarized and calculated the "general ledger" of the two great calamities of the Dragon-Han and Dao-Demon.

Ultimately, two beams of light, each with diametrically opposed properties yet both so immense that they caused the hearts of all living beings to tremble, coalesced from nothingness.