The people of the primordial era ruled the heavens and earth.

When Zhunti's first plan failed, he quickly came up with a second one.

Press it down directly with force.

With his powerful cultivation, he bewitched the ten Golden Crow Princes.

And within Tang Valley, a spatial rift was opened, leading directly to the Wu tribe's Wu clan.

The Human Witch Tribe, led by Kuafu, Xingtian, and Houyi, was enormous, outnumbering even the pure-blooded witch tribe combined.

The three had a clear division of labor: Xing Tian taught the human shaman how to fight, Hou Yi taught how to survive in the prehistoric world, and Kua Fu was responsible for the trivial matters within the tribe.

At first, this division of labor worked well.

However, Hou Yi was chosen by the Ancestral Witches and trained to become the thirteenth Ancestral Witch.

Hou Yi gradually withdrew from the human-shaman tribe and took over the original Houtu tribe.

Neither Xing Tian nor Kua Fu said anything about this.

As the human-shaman tribe grew stronger, with the old guiding the new, it didn't matter whether Hou Yi taught them how to survive or not.

But with the outbreak of war, Kuafu became very busy.

Every day there are all sorts of trivial matters, and from time to time there are meetings at the Ancestral Witch Temple to listen to the teachings of the Ancestral Witches.

Xing Tian wasn't much better off, although he wasn't summoned to the meeting.

But ever since the Lich War began, he has been charging at the front lines and rarely returns to the human-witch tribe.

And so, the Human Witch Tribe became a tribe without a Great Witch to guard it.

Kuafu did not care about this. In his view, the human-shaman tribe was located in the middle of the twelve ancestral shaman tribes of the shaman clan.

The demon race could not possibly launch an attack.

So I never bothered with it.

But now he regrets it so much that he doesn't even dare to open his eyes to look.

What a hell on earth this is.

The human-witch tribe, with a population of over a billion, saw more than half of its inhabitants reduced to flames.

Under the blazing sun, the warriors of the human-shaman tribe were utterly outmatched, and their strength became the source of their suffering.

They were rolling around in the sea of ​​fire.

A mournful howl echoed throughout the land.

Interspersed among them were voices calling his name, Xing Tian, ​​and Hou Yi.

Kuafu knelt on the ground in agony and kowtowed three times to the people of his tribe, his blood staining the earth.

Kuafu was very tall, and the ten Golden Crow Princes in the sky had already noticed his presence.

"Brother, look! There's a witch over there, a real witch."

Hearing his younger brother's excited voice, the Crown Prince of Jinwu looked in the direction he was pointing.

As the crown prince of the demon race, the Golden Crow Crown Prince, he received a good education and knew many powerful figures in the world.

Therefore, he recognized Kuafu's identity at a glance, and was immediately startled, breaking free from the effects of the bewitching potion.

Listening to the mournful howls echoing across the land, and seeing the human-shaman tribe below engulfed in flames.

The Golden Crow Crown Prince knew it was all over, everything was over.

There are ten of them, they must have fallen into someone's trap, otherwise how could they possibly be here?

Nor would they have committed such a heinous crime.

He noticed that his brothers' wings had become slightly blacker.

The Golden Crow Crown Prince felt a chill in his heart. He knew very well that this was the manifestation of karma materializing.

Then Kuafu stood up, holding a peach wood staff, and charged towards his ten brothers.

Without thinking twice, the Golden Crow Crown Prince shouted, "Quick, run! It's Kuafu!"

"One of the most powerful shamans of the shaman clan."

The eldest prince of the Golden Crow was fortunate enough to wake up from the bewitching potion, but the other nine did not.

After the massacre of the human-shaman tribe, a thought arose in their minds.

So the witch clan is nothing special after all.

Therefore, the words of the Golden Crow Crown Prince did not make them want to back down; on the contrary, they made them quicken their pace forward.

Seeing this, the eldest prince of the Golden Crow was extremely anxious. He could not possibly abandon his nine younger brothers and flee for his life alone.

The Golden Crow Crown Prince was well aware that while his ten brothers were quite strong, they also had the ability to kill Kuafu.

But this happened inside the belly of the Witch Clan. The Golden Crow Crown Prince didn't believe it, and the Ancestral Witch of the Witch Clan hadn't reacted yet.

They're all rushing here. Every second they stay here increases the risk for all ten of them.

With this in mind, the Crown Prince of Jinwu made a resolute decision.

He immediately unleashed the Golden Crow's innate divine power, transforming into a rainbow and rushing ahead of his nine younger brothers to engage in a fierce battle with Kuafu.

With a loud bang, the Golden Crow Prince was sent flying by Kuafu's staff, his blood splattering in the air.

Upon seeing their elder brother's blood spill in the air, the nine Golden Crow Princes were all jolted awake, their eyes regaining their clarity as they awoke from the effects of the bewitching potion.

The scenes I experienced in the human-shaman tribe flashed through my mind like a slideshow.

As princes of the demon race, the nine Golden Crow princes received the same upbringing as the eldest Golden Crow prince.

They were fully aware of just how significant their actions had been.

This is a human-shaman tribe, not a shaman tribe, but a branch of the human race.

Thinking of this, a nameless fear rose in the hearts of the nine Golden Crow Princes.

Having committed such a serious act, Qin Tian would certainly not let him off the hook.

What should I do?

I don't want to be the fuse, I don't want to be a sinner against the demon race.

Lost in thought, the nine Golden Crow Princes forgot that they were in a predicament and stood there in a daze in the air.

Upon seeing this, Kuafu wanted to burst into laughter.

But he didn't; he chose to erupt in silence.

At this moment, the dark peach wood staff seemed to become an indestructible cleaver, slashing straight down at the three golden crows standing in a line on the outside.

Faced with a strong gust of wind, the three Golden Crow Princes felt their hearts sink and immediately tried to turn around and fight back.

But Kuafu was incredibly fast, and his attack was fueled by rage, giving them no chance whatsoever.

The three Golden Crow Princes closed their eyes in despair, no longer willing to make any more futile efforts.

However, they did not feel Kuafu's staff and sword. Instead, they felt a warm sensation on their bodies, and at the same time, a familiar aura was pressing down on them.

"Big brother..."

Just as they were wondering what was going on, they suddenly heard their brothers shouting urgently beside them.

The three Golden Crow Princes, without having time to think, quickly opened their eyes and turned around to look.

All I could see was my elder brother, using three legs to desperately brace against Kuafu's peachwood staff, his entire body bleeding profusely.

"Quickly, tell Father that someone is plotting against us."

"No, don't let my sacrifice be in vain!"

The Golden Crow Crown Prince shouted with the last of his strength.

A fleeting look of admiration crossed Kuafu's eyes, and he coldly retorted, "Trying to leave? Dream on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Kuafu grabbed the peach wood staff with both hands and chopped it in two with all his might, splitting the Golden Crow Prince in two.

Upon seeing this, the remaining nine Golden Crow Princes all let out a mournful cry: "No, eldest brother!"

"Hahaha..." Seeing the Golden Crow Princes in such pain, Kuafu laughed heartily: "You scruffy birds, you know pain now!"

"You destroyed my tribe, so I'll make sure your demon race is wiped out and send you to meet your dead brother."