Humans live in the primordial world, investing in countless realms

Chapter 145 Kunpeng's Oath, the Prototype of the Witch-Slaying Sword!

In the Heavenly Court, a shadow streaked past, cutting through the Heavenly Court's seal and leaving behind an object containing the essence of human blood and the souls of wronged people before disappearing from the spot.

Inside the Heavenly Court, a figure with a sharp, narrow nose, resembling an eagle's hook, and a sinister smile, waved his hand and collected the essence blood.

Then it slowly disappeared from the spot.

In a mansion in the Heavenly Court, the man reappeared, and looking at the blood essence and wronged souls in his hand, his smile widened.

"I discovered it from the beginning. Human blood essence should have a miraculous effect on the witch race. My guess is correct."

"This act of creating a human was not without reason. His elder brother was in the demon race and did not consider his own future. Naturally, he had to consider his brother's future path. So he stayed here."

Upon closer reflection, he became increasingly certain.

He never believed that Nuwa would not leave a way out for her brother; the key was actually the human race!

After thinking about this, he directly poured his blood essence into a longsword. The longsword originally radiated endless divine light, but the moment the blood essence merged with it, the divine light changed dramatically. A strange red light gradually enveloped the blade of the longsword, and a strange aura began to emanate from the blade.

After carefully sensing the aura emanating from the longsword, a glint of light flashed in the man's eyes, and his gaze was filled with surprise and delight.

Feeling the longsword absorb the essence and vengeful spirits, the man excitedly picked up the longsword after it had absorbed everything, held it in his hand, and then turned around.

After waving his hand, a bound member of the Wu clan appeared before him.

"Someone come here!"

As soon as he called out, a demon with scales and a long, thin mouth walked in from outside the door.

"Pharmacist, what is it?"

Kunpeng threw the longsword in his hand directly to the monster in front of him.

"Take this longsword and cut him down!"

As he spoke, he pointed with one hand to the bound witch clan members on the ground.

The witch clan member glanced at the longsword, then at the weak monster, his eyes filled with rage and relentless determination.

The little demon obediently picked up the longsword from the ground, then glared at the witch clan member beside her and thrust it forward.

As the longsword thrust out, the excitement in Kunpeng's eyes intensified.

Although the Wu tribe's eyes were filled with anger, they were even more disdainful.

He was confident that the bodies of the witch clan could not be easily broken by these so-called spiritual treasures.

This longsword doesn't have a particularly strong aura, so it's probably not a high-quality spiritual treasure.

It seems that the other party did this simply to humiliate him.

But as he was lost in thought, he felt a pain coming from the surface of his body.

This interrupted his thoughts. When he came to his senses, he looked at the longsword and the spot where his body had been pierced with a hint of shock in his eyes.

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

Kunpeng, standing to the side, watched excitedly as the longsword pierced through the opponent's body, easily tearing it apart.

As everything unfolded before his eyes, Kunpeng became even more excited.

"Hahaha, I succeeded! I succeeded!"

"It's done! We've found a way to deal with the witch clan!"

"I guessed right. The sage's act of creating humans was to leave a way out for his elder brother. So this human has such a great role to play. No wonder he can help people become saints. If we raise some of them, we can kill them at any time to refine weapons. In the struggle between the Lich King and the Demon King, our demon race will surely win a great victory!"

After he finished speaking, Kunpeng's eyes were filled with greed.

Meanwhile, the little demon stared blankly at the longsword in her hand, and in her excitement, upon hearing Kunpeng's voice, she quickly raised the longsword high and excitedly spoke up.

"Congratulations, Demon Master, on forging such a supreme treasure! If we use this treasure to fight the Witch Clan, we will surely be victorious!"

Kunpeng nodded upon hearing this.

At this moment, Xiao Yao's eyes were completely fixed on the long sword in her hand.

He could never forget the shock he felt from the powerful physique of the witches during the war between the witches and demons, a shock that lingered in his memory.

Several times, even while dozing off, I dreamt of that terrifying scene.

These have all become nightmares for many demons.

But today, that nightmare is gone.

They were able to easily break through the witch clan's nightmarish physique.

He was so overjoyed that he burst into tears.

However, Kunpeng took the longsword directly and then disappeared from the mansion with the Wu Clan beside him.

A streak of rainbow light headed towards the direction of the Sun Star.

He was eager to tell Dijun and the others the news.

Moreover, this credit belongs to him, and he must fight for it.

A flawless version after careful inspection!

If the demon race wins in the future, he might be able to get a larger share of the world's fortune.

At that time, his path to sainthood might finally be open!

Even without the Primordial Purple Qi, as long as he has the fortune of this primordial world bestowed upon him, he will surely become a saint.

This method is certainly possible.

If not, the three ancient spirits would not have fought to the death, let alone caused the three races to be used and end up in obscurity.

Certainly!

All that talk of Primordial Purple Qi is nothing but a hoax.

If one were to achieve sainthood through the power of destiny, it would certainly be far more powerful than the so-called Primordial Purple Qi.

The more he thought about it, the faster he walked.

Moreover, presenting this item at this time might lessen the wariness of Di Jun and the others towards him.

He also knew that although he was now a high-ranking demon master of the demon race.

However, this is just a hollow title.

Neither Di Jun nor Tai Yi thought highly of him.

They even kept their guard against him at all times.

This is not what he wanted, after all, Di Jun is the Heavenly Emperor.

If he succeeds in the struggle for the throne in the future, but due to the other party's wariness, he doesn't receive much of the good fortune and ultimately misses out on something important, what should he do?

He didn't want things to fall apart at the last minute.

Therefore, this matter must succeed.

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the witch clan member he was carrying, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Suddenly, Kunpeng's pace quickened considerably.

The demon on the side, however, was filled with astonishment. Its eyes kept looking at the wound, and its mind was filled with the strange magical treasure.

For a moment, he even felt anxious and wanted to relay the information about this magical treasure back to him.

But after this idea came to mind, I felt there was no hope.

After all, since the other party used him as a test subject today, they certainly wouldn't let him leave the demon realm alive.

What should I do?

(End of this chapter)