My classmates chose martial arts and fantasy, but I chose the prehistoric world.

"Scattered Soul Red Sand, go!"

Hongyun gritted his teeth and summoned the Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Red Gourd. The gourd tipped over, and a sky full of scarlet sand mist gushed out, swirling towards Kunpeng and Dijun.

Red sand is vicious, specifically designed to damage the primordial spirit and scatter one's soul!

The Kunpeng roared, and the Northern Dark Water transformed into a black wave that collided with the red sand, hissing and eroding each other.

Di Jun snorted coldly, and with a turn of the Hetu Luoshu, the power of the Zhou Tian stars transformed into pure Yang starlight, illuminating the red sand and subtly forcing it back.

Although the two were temporarily hindered by the red sand, their offensive did not diminish.

Just as Zhen Yuanzi's pressure eased, even greater pressure followed!

Two figures emerged from the suddenly appearing void rift; they were Nuwa and Fuxi!

Although they did not make a move, they stood shoulder to shoulder with Di Jun and Tai Yi, making their allegiance obvious.

At that moment, Meng Chuan understood completely.

No wonder Di Jun and Tai Yi dared to risk a deadly war between the witches and demons; it turns out that Nuwa and Fuxi had joined the demon race's camp to jointly resist the witch race!

Looking across the primordial world, only Hongjun could draw the usually indifferent Nuwa and Fuxi into the conflict between the witches and demons.

Hongjun couldn't directly tell Dijun and Taiyi, "Go ahead and do it with confidence, I'll protect you," but he could give Dijun and Taiyi the confidence to fight the Lich King and the Demon King without fear through his disciple Nuwa.

From the perspective of the demon race, the addition of Nuwa and Fuxi was not merely an increase in the combat power of two quasi-saints, but also a form of "recognition" of the demon race by the Dao Ancestor, who had merged with the Heavenly Dao.

They are the true protagonists of the primordial world!

Otherwise, why would Nuwa, who had repeatedly refused invitations before, take the initiative to join after becoming the direct disciple of the Dao Ancestor and having the holy position within her grasp?

"Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan!"

Seeing Nuwa and Fuxi appear and clearly stand on the side of the demon race, and with Taiyi about to make a move, Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but shout out urgently.

Upon hearing this, Meng Chuan became even more anxious, and his God-Slaying Spear attacks grew even more ferocious, attempting to force Yuan Shi back.

However, Yuanshi fought steadily and methodically, with the Pangu Banner defending flawlessly and the Chaos Sword Qi crisscrossing, only entangling and not attacking, clearly determined to stall him.

"Yuanshi! Do you really intend to become a lackey of the demon race and commit such despicable acts?!"

Meng Chuan roared.

"How can exchanging ideas and discussing principles be considered base?"

Yuanshi's expression was indifferent. He shook the Pangu Banner in his hand again, and another chaotic sword aura slashed down.

Meng Chuan shattered the sword energy with a single spear thrust, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.

He was currently unable to attend to other matters and could only pray that Houtu and the other eleven ancestral witches would arrive soon.

As early as when Yuanshi appeared, he crushed the bone fragments given to him by Houtu to ask for help. With her intelligence, she knew that he would not come alone when he asked for help.

However, this place is quite a distance from Buzhou Mountain, so even if we set off immediately, it will still take some time.

clang--!!

A terrifying bell tolling, seemingly capable of shattering the primordial world, suddenly rang out!

Taiyi has made his move!

He waited for a long time, and just as Meng Chuan was entangled by Yuanshi and his mind was slightly distracted, the Chaos Bell suddenly resounded, and the Dao patterns on the bell body lit up!

A crimson-gold chaotic beam of light, ten times thicker and a hundred times more condensed than before, burst forth from the bell mouth, ignoring spatial distance, and directly blasted towards the red clouds behind the Earth Book barrier!

This attack, which Taiyi had been preparing for a long time, was delivered without reservation. It was the ultimate evolution of the Chaos Bell's most powerful killing technique, "Primordial Judgment"!

Where the beam of light passes, everything vanishes, and time and space cease to exist!

The once stable void shattered like glass, revealing the chaotic turbulent currents behind it.

"Hongyun, watch out!"

Zhen Yuanzi's eyes were bloodshot as he frantically activated the Earth Book, causing the Earth Daoist Rhyme to burn. The thickness of the barrier instantly increased several times, and the Xuanhuang light shot into the sky, with the faint phantom of Mount Buzhou appearing.

however--

Although the Earth Book is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure with unparalleled defense, Zhen Yuanzi is ultimately only at the early stage of Quasi-Saint.

Taiyi, however, was at the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint, wielding the Chaos Bell, a supreme treasure from the beginning of creation, and unleashing a full-force attack in anger!

The difference in realm and the difference in spiritual treasures were fully demonstrated at this moment.

Boom—!!

The crimson-gold beam of light slammed into the Earth Book barrier.

It was as if billions of suns exploded at the same time, and the blinding light instantly swallowed everything!

The barrier lasted only a moment, or even less.

Snap!

A teeth-grinding cracking sound rang out.

The black and yellow barrier exploded like an eggshell, turning into countless points of light that dissipated.

The Earth Book itself wailed, its light dimmed, and it flew back, disappearing into Zhen Yuanzi's brow.

Zhen Yuanzi was struck as if by a heavy blow, spitting out blood, staggering backward, and his aura instantly weakened.

The crimson-gold beam of light, though weakened by only 30%, still slammed into Hongyun, who had no time to dodge.

"No--!!"

Hongyun only had time to let out a short cry of surprise before she was completely engulfed by the crimson-gold pillar of light.

Within the pillar of light, a phantom primordial spirit could be vaguely seen struggling and wailing, but it quickly disintegrated and dissipated under the terrifying power of the Chaos Bell.

Along with it, the wisp of primordial purple aura also dissipated.

The purple energy was not absorbed by Taiyi, but trembled slightly at the moment of Hongyun's death, transforming into countless purple light points that scattered between heaven and earth, nourishing the primordial world...

The ending is no different from that of Hongyun after his death in the Primordial Wilderness Trail.

Hongyun, your body and soul have perished!

Both body and soul were destroyed!

They don't even have the chance to be reincarnated!

The wisp of primordial purple energy that Hongjun gave him was not obtained by anyone.

This scene, witnessed by Kunpeng, left the Lord of the Northern Underworld somewhat unable to accept it: "How is this possible—?!"

Although Hongyun's death made him feel relieved, he also wanted to obtain the Primordial Purple Qi!

Now that the purple aura is gone, this move is not considered a complete success.

"Red Clouds—!!"

Zhen Yuanzi roared in grief, his eyes bloodshot, tears and blood streaming down his face, and he lunged at Taiyi despite his injuries.

"Hmph, overestimating yourself!"

Taiyi coldly put away the bell, not even glancing at Zhen Yuanzi. His gaze turned to Meng Chuan, who was entangled by Yuanshi, and a cruel smile appeared on his lips.

Meng Chuan must be in great pain after losing his friend.

Pain is just right!

This is the consequence of being an enemy of the demon race and Taiyi!

However, at this very moment—

"roar--!!"

"You scruffy bird! How dare you kill a friend of my witch clan!!"

"Demons! You're courting death!!"

Eleven extremely violent and ferocious roars exploded from the depths of the void, shaking the stars and causing the primordial world to tremble!

The next moment, eleven cracks were torn open in the void by a brute force.

Dijiang, Zhujiuyin, Zhurong, Gonggong, Jumang, Rushou, Xuanming, Qiangliang, Tianwu, Yuezi, and Shebishi—eleven ancestral witches, their blood and qi surging to the heavens and their murderous aura pervading the air, stepped out and descended upon this place!

Eleven pairs of bloodshot, furious eyes were fixed on Taiyi, Dijun, and Kunpeng.

The immense, ancient divine mountain-like ancestral shamanic energy merged into one, transforming into tangible malevolent smoke and fire that shattered the celestial constellations, dispersed the vast Northern Ocean, and dyed this world crimson.

Behind them, another crack appeared, followed by Houtu, who was usually calm but now had a cold look in her eyes and a chill on her face!

Dijiang's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Taiyi: "Taiyi! Today, you, Dijun, and Kunpeng will pay for Fellow Daoist Hongyun's life!"

"With just you guys?"

Taiyi sneered, and the Chaos Bell rose again. "Perfect, today I'll wipe out your entire Witch Clan!"

Nuwa and Fuxi, who had remained inactive until now, have both unleashed their spiritual treasures, clearly intending to join forces against this group of ancestral witches.

Di Jun looked wary, and the Hetu Luoshu was activated, causing the illusory image of the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array to reappear.

Kunpeng's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously took a half step back.

Yuanshi frowned slightly, put away his banner, and retreated, distancing himself from the battlefield.

Lao Tzu also dispersed the Taiji Diagram Formation and released Tongtian.

Tongtian rushed out of the great formation and saw the empty void where the red cloud had fallen. He also saw Taiyi's cold and smug face. His eyes were filled with rage, and he hummed with the Qingping Sword, ready to kill the demon race.

But Laozi and Yuanshi stopped them: "Third brother, our master has ordered that we, the Three Pure Ones, must not interfere in the conflict between the witches and demons!"

Zhen Yuanzi, holding the Earth Book, knelt in the void, watching the red clouds dissipate, tears streaming down his face, his body trembling violently with grief and anger.

Meng Chuan stood holding a gun, his face as cold as ancient ice, his eyes blazing with killing intent!

His god-slaying spear was pointed at Taiyi, and the Great Dao of Power roared around him, as if it would tear the heavens and earth apart at any moment.

The twelve Ancestral Witches, their bloodlines intertwined, pressed forward relentlessly. The demon race stood ready, the Chaos Bell hanging high in the sky.

A great battle between the top powers of the Lich and Demon races is about to break out!

A deadly war between liches and demons, destined to engulf the primordial world and leave mountains of corpses and seas of blood, is about to erupt, ignited by today's events—

"well……"

A faint sigh suddenly came from the heavens.

The sigh was soft, yet it clearly reached the ears of everyone present, and spread throughout the entire primordial world, echoing deep within the hearts of every living being.