Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start.

Chapter 190 The Demon Race's Defeat Ends the Great War

This sword strike shocked the heavens and the earth. The three quasi-saints of the demon race, who were engaged in fierce battle in the heavens, as well as many golden immortals of the human race, were all stunned!

The Holy Master just killed a Demon Saint with a single sword strike?

Unbelievable!

Even Suirenshi, Youchaoshi, and Ziyishi were filled with disbelief!

Having fought the Demon Saint for so long, they naturally knew just how terrifying the combat power of a Quasi-Saint was!

Kunpeng, Jimeng, and Feidan were instantly stunned.

But soon, the blankness on their faces vanished, replaced by boundless vigilance, apprehension, and even a hint of fear!

That was power beyond the Quasi-Saint level; a Saint-level being had made a move!

"Demon Master, what... what should we do next?"

Fei Dan stammered as he spoke, recalling the moment he was struck by that astonishing sword light.

He felt as if his whole body was about to be split in two.

The sword light, sharp to the extreme, almost tore his soul apart.

Without a doubt, if that sword had been aimed at him instead of Qin Yuan, he would have been doomed to die.

"What else can we do but run!"

After saying this, Kunpeng didn't want to waste a single second.

In an instant, he transformed into a giant roc that blotted out the sky, its wings like knives, tearing through space, and his figure disappeared.

Just now, under that sword light, not only Ji Meng and Fei Dan, but also Kunpeng felt a deadly sense of threat.

He, Kunpeng, the Lord of the Northern Underworld, came to the Heavenly Court to advance further, not to die for the Heavenly Court.

That sword light just now directly killed a demon saint.

Who knows if Zhao Gongming has a second, or even a third or fourth, solution in hand.

If he doesn't leave now, and his sword energy is unleashed again later, who can withstand it?

"As expected, no one is more shrewd than the demon master."

Ji Meng and Fei Dan cursed inwardly before transforming into a streak of light and flying towards the Heavenly Court.

The four, no, now there are three, the three commanders deserted in the face of battle, and the faces of the million demon soldiers in the rolling demon clouds all changed!

"Run!"

Someone shouted something, and suddenly, the well-armored and uniformly organized demon army fell into chaos.

They flew in a panic towards the Heavenly Court.

Encouraged, Youchao shouted, "Eldest brother, third sister, the demon army has been routed! Now is the perfect opportunity to pursue and kill them! Let's attack together!"

Although Suirenshi was also very excited, he still shook his head.

"Don't pursue a desperate enemy. Besides, the casualties of our human race are even greater than those of the demon race."

Suirenshi, Youchaoshi, Ziyishi, and all the Great Luo Golden Immortals of the human race looked down at the battlefield where humans and demons were fighting.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood; as far as the eye could see, large swathes of corpses were piled up like small mountains.

The blood that flowed from their bodies even gathered into a stream in front of the holy city of the human race!

A strong, pungent smell of blood wafted over, making one want to vomit.

In this battle, the human race alone suffered no fewer than a million casualties.

At this moment, Zhao Gongming also flew over and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

We have passed the most dangerous hurdle of the human race's ancestral land.

Surely the crisis at Longevity Mountain and the Endless Netherworld Sea has been resolved?

As for Buzhou Mountain, Zhao Gongming never considered that it was the stronghold of the Wu tribe.

With eleven Ancestral Witches in command, a direct attack is only possible if the two Demon Emperors personally intervene.

Otherwise, relying solely on a few demon saints would be tantamount to suicide.

"Holy Master, that sword strike you just delivered..."

Suirenshi's eyes flashed with immense envy and excitement.

"That was bestowed upon me by my master to protect me. I never expected it to be so powerful that even a dignified Heavenly Demon Saint couldn't withstand it."

Zhao Gongming offered an explanation.

"saint."

Suirenshi's eyes were filled with excitement. "Holy Master, when you return to Jin'ao Island, please thank the Holy One for us. Without the Holy One's sword, the casualties in the ancestral land of the human race would probably have increased tenfold."

"rest assured."

After Zhao Gongming finished speaking, he looked at the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood in front of the Holy City and said, "The demon race was frightened back by my master's sword. I'm afraid they won't dare to come back for a while. Let's clean up the battlefield first. These fallen people are all heroes of my human race. We shouldn't let them be left to rot in the wilderness."

"The Holy Teacher is right."

Immediately, all the powerful human warriors came out and began to clean up the battlefield.

Inside the Demon Emperor's Palace in the Great Luo Heaven of the Thirty-Three Heavens, the atmosphere was heavy and oppressive, making it hard to breathe.

The demon saints Fei Lian, Shang Yang, Ci Tie, and Ying Zhao lowered their heads, their faces full of shame.

On the vast imperial throne, Emperor Jun, with a gloomy face, looked at the four demon saints below and said coldly.

"In ten years, they only managed to collect a little over two hundred million human souls, and on top of that, they lost two great demon saints. What exactly happened?"

Fei Lian's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, Gui Che, Shang Yang, and I found the Nether Sea. There are countless humans there, enough for all the needs of our Heavenly Court. But at the crucial moment, Styx made his move. That scoundrel is reckless and actually..."

Fei Lian quickly gave a detailed account of the process.

Then, Yingzhao and Citie also hurriedly reported their experiences on Wanshou Mountain.

"What a magnificent river of the Styx! What a brilliant Zhen Yuanzi!"

Although Di Jun's voice was calm, everyone could sense the immense anger emanating from it!

Compared to Di Jun suppressing his anger, Donghuang Taiyi rose up in fury, with the illusory image of the Xuanhuang Chaos Bell faintly visible behind him.

"This time, it's not their fault. The responsibility lies entirely with Styx and Zhen Yuanzi. It seems I must personally go to the Blood Sea and Longevity Mountain to let them know that the Heavenly Court is not one they can offend at will."

"Taiyi, calm down first." Dijun also frowned, feeling both angry and furious.

If it were any other person, the Heavenly Court would have already pacified them all.

However, this time it was Styx and Zhen Yuanzi who made the move, both of whom are top cultivators in the prehistoric world, making them extremely difficult to deal with.

Just then, a guard hurriedly entered the Demon Emperor's Palace and respectfully said, "Your Majesty, the Demon Master is outside requesting an audience."

"Kunpeng, he's back?"

Di Jun's brows relaxed. Fei Lian, Ying Zhao, Ci Tie, and Shang Yang hadn't achieved much, so for now, they could only place their hopes on the Demon Master.

If the Demon Master intervenes and gathers the human souls needed by the Heavenly Court, the great war against the Witch Clan can still be launched immediately.

A short while later, Kunpeng's face turned pale, and he hurriedly stepped into the Demon Emperor's Palace with Feidan and Ji Meng.

"Your Majesty, we pay our respects."

"Get up, everyone."

Di Jun waved his hand, noticing that the original four people had become three, and a bad premonition rose in his heart. "Where's Qin Yuan?"

Kunpeng's body trembled slightly, then he collapsed, his face pale with grief, and said, "Your Majesty, Qin Yuan... Qin Yuan has fallen in battle!"

Di Jun slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly. "How could this be!"

In the primordial world today, there are very few active innate great beings.

(End of this chapter)