Primordial Era: I, the auspicious beast Pixiu, am the darling of the Great Dao.

Upon hearing this, Nuwa sighed softly, her expression full of helplessness.

"My life has come to this, but my brother is determined to join the demon race and become the so-called demon emperor. I have tried to persuade him many times, but he will not listen."

"The tragic end of the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin clans serves as a painful lesson from the past."

"I fear that if this newly established demon race does not know how to restrain itself, it will sooner or later become the same kind of 'followers' and end up dying and disappearing."

Chang Xi sat to the side, listening quietly to the conversation between Tianlu and Nuwa.

Upon hearing that the demon race had attacked the witch race, she couldn't help but mutter to herself, secretly relieved.

Fortunately, she and her sister Xihe had been cultivating in seclusion on the Taiyin Star and had not been deceived by the clever words and flattery of Dijun and Taiyi, nor had they foolishly joined that so-called demon clan.

As innate deities born from the same starry sky, the Yin and Yang are inherently intertwined with countless yin-yang causes and effects.

Chang Xi had always had a strong feeling that Di Jun Taiyi was ambitious and was now making a difference in the prehistoric land.

Will they return to the starry sky in the future, and turn against the Taiyin Star in order to rule the starry sky?

Thinking of this, Chang Xi's gaze fell once again on Tian Lu's languid figure.

In this perilous wilderness, one must find a powerful enough backer.

The Daoist Tianlu in front of me seems to be the perfect choice.

He possesses sufficient resources to be effective even against the forces of Heaven.

As the darling of the Great Dao, if they had his protection, even if Emperor Jun and Taiyi had ten times the courage, they probably wouldn't dare to touch their Taiyin Star.

The problem is, how can I get Tianlu to willingly protect the sisters?!

Or, how about we give my sister to Brother Tianlu?

This absurd idea suddenly popped into Chang Xi's mind.

My sister is an unparalleled beauty in the primordial world, dignified and noble. If she could become Daoist Brother Tianlu's partner, even if Emperor Jun and Taiyi had a hundred times the courage, they would never dare to act presumptuously.

The question is, does Brother Tianlu, this Pixiu, really know how to appreciate the beauty of female immortals?

Even the innate Dao body remains unchanged!

Just as Chang Xi was lost in thought, a strange change suddenly occurred in the vast and boundless primordial world.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar rose from Mount Buzhou, echoing across the vast world.

In an instant, the deafening sounds of battle transformed into visible sound waves that gradually echoed throughout the entire primordial world.

Tianlu had anticipated this tremendous sound and slightly raised its front paws.

A moment later, its forepaws began to glow, and it flicked slightly toward the center of the three people and the beast, condensing into a clear and transparent projection.

The projected image was filled with malevolent energy that blotted out the sky.

Emperor Jun, clad in the imperial robe of the Zhou Tian Stars, Donghuang Taiyi, holding the Chaos Bell, Fuxi, holding the Fuxi Qin, and the ten great demon saints including Bai Ze and Ji Meng, stood in mid-air, their demonic aura surging and their power overwhelming.

On the ground directly opposite them, twelve ancestral witches, standing tall like ancient demon gods and exuding the pressure of pure Pangu bloodline, faced the strongest lineup of the demon race.

Upon seeing this, Tianlu lazily began to speak.

"Oh ho, the Lich War has finally begun! Guess who will win this first battle?!"

"It's interesting and entertaining; it's rare to find such a grand spectacle in this vast and ancient world."

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, Fellow Daoist Changxi, come, come, place your bets now! My next high-grade innate spiritual treasure is a bet on the outcome of this great battle!"

Nuwa and Changxi were speechless upon hearing this.

Brother Tianlu's personality is just too unpredictable and too hard to fathom.

At the foot of Mount Buzhou, countless lives are engaged in a fierce battle, yet this darling of the Great Dao still has the leisure to set up a gambling scheme here.

Nuwa looked at the familiar figure on the projected screen with a worried expression and sighed softly.

"My brother is stubborn and refuses to see the truth. He insists on getting involved in the karma of the demon race, or he may be trapped in a great calamity without even realizing it."

"I only hope that my brother can survive this great battle unharmed."

After saying this, Nuwa quietly looked at the projection, a look of worry for Fuxi appearing between her brows.

Chang Xi, standing beside him, suddenly brightened up. She looked at Tian Lu and spoke.

"Brother Tianlu, if I win, I don't want that top-grade innate spiritual treasure. I just want you to do one thing for me, how about that?"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chang Xi felt that her idea might be feasible.

If I win this bet and make Brother Tianlu owe me a promise, wouldn't the problem of protecting Taiyin Star be easily solved?

Upon hearing Chang Xi's words, Tianlu shook his enormous golden head vigorously, refusing repeatedly.

"No betting, no betting! I was just saying it casually to liven things up. Who's actually betting?"

What a joke! Tianlu is a majestic auspicious beast, Pixiu. What are the rules for Pixiu?

Only in, no out!

Asking him to gamble away a top-grade innate spiritual treasure would be worse than cutting off a piece of his flesh, let alone agreeing to an unknown condition. Tianlu would never do such a losing deal.

Seeing that Tianlu refused so decisively, Changxi became anxious, her eyes reddened, and crystal tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

"I finally mustered up the courage to play this bet with you, but you're so dismissive of me..."

Her pitiful appearance, combined with the cold and delicate temperament nurtured by the Moon Star, truly made those who saw her heartbroken and those who heard of her weep.

Upon hearing this, Tianlu looked at Changxi's tearful appearance and felt a headache coming on. Helplessly, he scratched his ear with his paw.

"Alright, alright, I give up, you little brat. You win. Tell me which side you bet on first."

Upon hearing Tianlu's promise, Chang Xi's grievances vanished instantly, replaced by secret joy.

"My little sister crushes the demon race and defeats the witch race!"

Upon hearing this, Tianlu couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"So you're destined to lose?!"

"You little brat, you really don't know your place."

In Tianlu's memory, this first war between the Lich and the Demon race ended in a crushing defeat for the Demon race.

Not to mention that the current situation in the prehistoric world has already undergone earth-shattering changes because of the wings of this butterfly.

Those twelve Ancestral Witches are no longer the reckless fools who only knew how to temper their physical bodies and didn't cultivate their primordial spirits in their original timeline.

When Houtu visited before, Tianlu personally advised them not to cling to the physical Dao of Pangu, the Father God, but to cultivate the Dao of Laws that they were born with.

Space, time, water, fire, thunder, lightning... The twelve ancestral witches were born in harmony with the twelve supreme laws. Now, with the dual cultivation of their physical bodies and laws, their strength has probably undergone a qualitative leap.

If we don't beat the demons led by Di Jun and Tai Yi to a pulp, Tianlu will no longer be called Pixiu, but will be called Lucky Cat!

Seeing Tianlu remain silent, Changxi assumed that Tianlu thought her choice was too accurate and had nothing more to say, which made her even more certain that she would win.

She had personally witnessed the strength of Di Jun and Tai Yi. Those two were innate saints born from the Sun Star, wielding top-grade innate spiritual treasures and innate supreme treasures, and their cultivation had even reached the mid-stage of quasi-saint.

Although the twelve Ancestral Witches had powerful physical bodies, in Chang Xi's eyes they were ultimately barbarians who did not understand the will of Heaven. How could they possibly defeat those two golden crows whose fortunes were at their peak?