Primordial Era: Elixir of Qi Transforms into Form, Controlling the Pharmacology of the World

Chapter 137 The Human Race's Bottleneck: War Begins!

In the blink of an eye, endless years have passed.

In the vast wilderness, the atmosphere of a great battle intensified.

On the vast land, the human race, the cloud race, and the demon race fought each other fiercely.

Battlefields can be seen everywhere, mountains of corpses and seas of blood can be seen everywhere, and white bones can be seen exposed in the fields.

All living beings in the primordial world knew that the conflict between the three races was inevitable.

However, the exact timing of the major battle remains unknown.

Or perhaps we should look at the demon race.

Now, in the heavens, in the realm of demons.

Countless demons, eyeing the battlefield with predatory intent, were eager to join the war, to slaughter the humans, and to conquer the Cloud Clan. Yet, their fighting spirit was ultimately restrained by the numerous demon emperors. After all, the core of the demon race was, in essence, the demon emperor.

Now, inside the Demon Emperor's Palace, many Demon Emperors are deep in thought.

"When exactly can we start the war?" one of the demon emperors asked, sounding quite anxious.

"Yes, when? Given the current situation, this is absolutely the best opportunity. Ever since the Witch Clan obtained the Netherworld Bones, the entire clan has kept a low profile. At this time, the Witch Clan will definitely not participate in dealing with the Human Clan or the Cloud Clan. And with the accumulation of our Demon Clan, defeating the Human Clan and the Cloud Clan is absolutely possible." Another Demon Emperor shouted.

All the demon emperors were discussing this, feeling that this was a good opportunity. But now, Di Jun, Kunpeng—they all fell silent.

Fuxi is the same; he has gained the wisdom of all the demon race beings and now seems to be deducing something.

Many demon kings were anxious and asked questions repeatedly.

After a long while, Di Jun transmitted his voice: "There is no need to rush this matter. Remember, the human race and the cloud race are ultimately just training grounds for our demon race. Our demon race's only enemy, from beginning to end, has been the witch race."

"Yes—they have defeated both the human race and the cloud race. Of course, our demon race will benefit. But compared to that, what will the witch race gain now?" Taiyi also brought up this matter.

"We know all this. That's why we're in a hurry to deal with the human race and the cloud race, in order to grow stronger and better deal with the witch race," a demon emperor said.

Many demon emperors agreed. They weren't fools; they knew the future of the demon race. Therefore, they wanted to seize the opportunity to defeat the human race and the Cloud Clan, and secure their own future.

Di Jun's eyes were deep and exuded majesty: "Rest assured, war with the human race and the Cloud Clan is inevitable. Now, I only want to know how to make better use of this war."

With that said, the many demon emperors relaxed.

Many demons were unaware of Di Jun's preparations.

Kunpeng, Fuxi and the others knew about it.

As many demon emperors fell silent, their divine thoughts intertwined.

"How is it?" Taiyi couldn't help but ask.

"The plan works. However, the price we have to pay may be terrifying," Fuxi murmured silently.

"So what if it's terrifying? Even if it means sacrificing the entire demon race, it doesn't matter. After all, the core of our demon race was created solely for the path of cultivation. If we can achieve that path, what if the demon race abandons itself?" Kunpeng spoke bluntly and ruthlessly.

"From beginning to end, the demon race has always been a pawn for us to become the Great Dao." Di Jun's words were majestic, cold, and domineering.

These words are blunt, yet they reveal the truth. Whether it's Di Jun, Kunpeng, or Fuxi—did they come to the demon race for power? No, they came for the Great Dao.

In the primordial world, power and influence are all meaningless. What truly matters is cultivation and the Great Dao.

If one could reach the cultivation level of Hongjun or Luoyan, then the demon race and the demon court would be nothing but a joke.

Therefore, whether it was Di Jun or Fu Xi, they were all single-mindedly pursuing the Dao. The demon race was merely a pawn in their pursuit of the Great Dao.

If sacrificing the demon race can bring about the attainment of the Great Dao, they are willing to do so.

At this moment, Di Jun, Fu Xi, Kun Peng, and Tai Yi—they reached a consensus.

What exactly this consensus is, many demon emperors don't know, many demons are unclear about, and the outside world is even less clear.

Changes are also gradually taking place within the demon race.

Both the human race and the cloud race were aware of this. Therefore, the atmosphere of a great battle grew increasingly intense.

Even Ling Dan, in the Blood Sea, could sense this atmosphere of war.

Ling Dan didn't want to get involved in this matter. However, in the primordial world, some things were unavoidable.

Ling Dan's fortune intertwined, connecting with Nuwa and his own master.

"Master, Sister Nuwa—the war between humans and demons is a foregone conclusion. In this war, the human race faces the crisis of annihilation. Therefore—" Ling Dan didn't finish her sentence, hesitating to speak.

"Humanity is the foundation of human religion, and cannot be destroyed," Lao Tzu said with a serene tone.

Nuwa pondered, "I created the human race. Even if I have to repay the debt to Heaven, it shouldn't be destroyed."

Ling Dan nodded silently: "That's what I think too. However, now the human race has finally paid its dues to the Heavenly Dao, and the Heavenly Dao—"

"Heaven is ruthless. Even if humanity is a creation of Heaven, it will not care if it is truly destroyed. Of course, Heaven will not care if humanity is saved either." Nuwa said thoughtfully, with a sigh.

"I understand." Ling Dan pondered for a moment and knew what to choose.

Lao Tzu also took the opportunity to say, "After the affairs of the human race are settled, return to Kunlun."

"Yes, Master." Ling Dan was puzzled, but she still agreed.

Nuwa also transmitted her voice: "Little Lingdan—after you have finished dealing with Kunlun, come to my Nuwa Palace."

Ling Dan didn't refute, and said, "Alright, I will go and pay my respects to Sister Nuwa then."

Upon hearing this, Nuwa's divine thoughts intertwined with her fortune and vanished.

Warfare raged across the land, time passed, and years flew by.

Throughout endless ages, a chilling atmosphere spread across the vast wilderness.

The war between the human race, the cloud race, and the demon race intensifies.

In the past, the three races fought each other, and the battles were fierce and widespread. However, they were ultimately confined to a specific area.

But now the conflict between the three races has truly spread to every corner of the primordial world. In the eastern lands, the western lands, and the southern lands—the struggle between the three races is everywhere.

Every place seemed to have turned into a battlefield, and every place had become a sea of ​​blood.

Now, the land of Kongtong is inhabited by the human race.

The human leader, Xuanyuan, gazed at the sky, exuding a unique air of majesty: "How is it?"

"We've communicated with the Yun clan. Ten thousand years from now, we will launch a counterattack against the demon race." Xuan Yang's face was filled with the marks of time, and also with a fierce fighting spirit.

"Good, ten thousand years will pass quickly. Tell the clansmen to prepare to deliver a crushing blow to the demon race." Xuanyuan clenched his fist, his expression also stern.

"Chief Xuanyuan, why did we launch a surprise attack? Wouldn't it be better to maintain this tacit understanding and buy time for the human race to grow?" Xuan Yin was also puzzled.

Tens of thousands of years ago, after Xuanyuan finished his seclusion, he contacted the Yun clan, preparing to launch the first attack on the demon race. This sudden move puzzled many humans.

Xuanyuan gazed at the sky: "If humans don't attack demons, demons will attack humans. This tug-of-war has lasted too long. It's time for an end. Besides, rather than waiting for the demons to attack, we should launch a preemptive strike and catch them off guard. Of course, the human race's growth has reached its limit."

The many powerful human beings remained silent, each one aware of the situation. Humanity had reached its limit. To advance further would require endless years of accumulation.

The demon race will not grant this time.

Ten thousand years later, in the land of Kongtong.

Xuanyuan led all of humanity to kneel and worship before the statues of great gods such as Ling Dan, Nuwa, and Laozi.

Xuanyuan drank a cup of wine and shouted, "Father God, Mother God—today, humanity will abandon everything and fight our way to the heavens, to the demon race. The outcome of this battle is unpredictable. However, humanity will surely fight its way to the very end, forging its own destiny."

Xuanyuan shouted, then stood up, took flight, and arrived above the cave.

Xuanyuan, stepping on the colorful clouds, his fighting spirit soaring: "Children of the human race, take up your weapons, the war begins—"

These words, along with the fortunes of the human race, spread throughout the entire human race.

At that moment, throughout the primordial world, all humankind listened, and each humankind felt that fighting spirit.

The old man laughed loudly, picked up his weapon, and looked up at the sky: "The human leader has given the order: war has begun. Old friend, follow me to slay the demons!"

The middle-aged man gripped his weapon tightly and laughed heartily: "What are we waiting for? Let's start the war! Kill the demon cubs, for the sake of the human cubs!"

The children, looking at the adults, longed to have weapons too: "We want to kill demons too!"

"Children, watch closely as your grandfather, your father, fights the enemy. The essence of this war is for you! Fight!" A human tribal chief shouted, looking up at the sky, brandishing his spear, and leading the tribe's elite troops into battle.

The human army launched a surprise attack, with soldiers clad in armor, wielding spears, and leading chariots, charging towards the demon race.

The demon race, having been involved in long-term wars, also lived on the earth, creating demon cities to confront human tribes.

Now, the human race has launched a surprise attack, marching on one demon city after another.

Within the demon city, after years of war, a large army was quickly assembled to resist.

At that moment, the human army and the demon army gathered together. The two armies faced each other, a chilling atmosphere spreading, incredibly terrifying.

Within the human army, a single column could number in the hundreds of millions. Now, their eyes were cold, filled with killing intent and fighting spirit.

Within the demon army, even a single column numbered in the hundreds of millions. The demon army was also filled with ferocity and greed, seemingly regarding humans as mere food.

The two armies faced off without exchanging many words.

The human general picked up his spear and shouted, "Kill—!"

In that instant, from within the human ranks, endless roars of killing intent echoed: "Kill, kill, kill—"

One by one, the human races intertwined, clad in armor and wielding spears, their presence a chilling, murderous aura. Their icy eyes spoke volumes of killing intent.

A palpable sense of killing intent filled the air. As the humans marched and charged, the earth trembled and mountains crumbled.

The spears, though launched, intertwined with deadly sharpness, slashed towards the demon race.

Within the demon army, the demon king also shouted, "Humans are nothing but humans, kill them—"

In that instant, the ranks of the demon race also underwent a dramatic transformation, with each figure exuding a powerful demonic aura.

The demons bared their sharp fangs, their killing intent chilling and menacing. A palpable aura of malevolence spread as they raised their weapons, unleashed their supernatural powers, and charged towards the humans.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

"Boom, boom, boom—"

In an instant, the human army and the demon army clashed.

The billions of spears, transformed into sharp edges, seem to pierce through eternity.

Hundreds of billions of supernatural powers, accompanied by rising demonic energy, transformed into a torrent of the Great Dao.

In that instant, the two armies clashed, and the aftershocks surged forth, destroying the heavens.

In that instant, the aftershocks swept across, lifting each other up and tearing each other apart.

In that instant, flesh and blood turned into rain and fell on the battlefield.

The next moment, before the aftershocks had subsided, the two armies clashed.

That would be like the collision of the heavens and the myriad worlds.

That's like the collision of the great river and the passage of time.

A momentary collision transforms into destruction, into filth, into glory.

Every moment, countless humans or demons perish.

Even so, the war must continue.

The human general, riding his war chariot, pointed his sword: "Human chariots, array yourselves to meet the enemy! Follow me into the demon realm, pierce through the demons..."

The Demon King of the Demon Race gazed at the human chariots, roared and soared into the sky: "Demon birds, tear these chariots to shreds!"

Even among the demon race, a large army emerged. Each of them possessed wings, transformed into birds of prey, and stirred up fierce winds and killing intent as they swept in.

From the heavens above, hundreds of millions of birds unleashed their killing power. In that instant, the war chariot shattered.

A single bird, as majestic as a mountain, with its sharp talons whistling, can overturn many chariots.

Among the humans, they took up spears and bows and arrows: "To shoot down birds."

The spears transformed into arrows, their sharpness into deadly intent, piercing through and killing countless birds.

The demon birds fell, their fate extremely tragic.

However, this also led to the chariot being intercepted.