I am submissive in Journey to the West, I strike hard at the gods

Those were the three great Chaos Demon Gods—the Curse Demon God, the Plague Demon God, and the Bloodthirsty Demon God, all terrifying beings from the beginning of chaos, possessing unparalleled power of laws.

Although it was severely injured when Pangu created the world, its physical body collapsed, and its primordial spirit was sealed in a jade disc, its power of law was still enough to shake the prehistoric world.

Hongjun tapped his finger lightly, and the jade disc emitted light, from which three illusory figures slowly emerged.

"Are you all willing to return to the primordial world?"

Hongjun's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority.

Although the three figures were illusory, they exuded a chilling aura.

The Curse Demon God was shrouded in black mist, his eyes filled with venom; the Plague Demon God was hunched over, his aura decaying and chilling; the Bloodthirsty Demon God exuded a strong, bloody killing intent, as if he wanted to tear all living beings apart.

The three demon gods exchanged a glance and bowed in unison: "We are willing to obey the Dao Ancestor's command."

Hongjun nodded slightly, his tone indifferent: "The rise of the human race threatens the balance of the primordial world."

"You shall enter the primordial world, slaughter nine-tenths of the human race, and annihilate all their immortal-level experts. Afterwards, you shall be granted freedom, your physical bodies reconstructed, and may even be aided in breaking through the bottlenecks of the laws, attaining the Dao of Chaos."

Upon hearing this, a fanatical glint flashed in the eyes of the three demon gods.

Although the Chaos Demon God's power of law was strong, his physical body was destroyed and his primordial spirit was restricted, so he could never make further progress.

Now, the conditions that Hongjun has promised have precisely struck at their deepest desires.

The Cursed Demon God hissed, "The human race has countless lives, which can help me perfect my curse laws!"

The Plague God sneered, "The decay of billions of lives will be the fertile ground for my plague path."

The Bloodthirsty Demon God laughed wildly: "Only through endless seas of blood and ceaseless slaughter can my path be forged!"

Hongjun raised his hand, and the jade disc shone brightly. The physical bodies of three Chaos Demon Gods condensed from the void. Although they were not as powerful as they were in life, they were enough to contain their primordial spirits.

Without hesitation, the three demon gods merged their primordial spirits into their physical bodies, causing their auras to surge instantly, even causing the chaotic airflow outside the Purple Cloud Palace to tremble slightly.

Hongjun waved his sleeve, and three spatial rifts appeared out of thin air, leading directly to the primordial land.

"Go."

Hongjun said calmly, "Don't disappoint me."

The three demon gods agreed in unison, their figures flashed, and they disappeared into the rift, vanishing from the Purple Cloud Palace.

Hongjun gazed into the distance and murmured, "Jiang Wang, can you withstand this calamity?"

His lips curled slightly upward, a half-smile playing on his lips, before he closed his eyes, and Zixiao Palace returned to silence.

On the vast, untamed land, Jiang Wang sat cross-legged atop an unnamed mountain, overlooking the endless human cities below.

A mountain breeze swept by, causing his white robe to flutter lightly in the wind. His brows showed a hint of weariness, yet he could not conceal his domineering and arrogant demeanor.

His gaze swept across the foot of the mountain, as if he could see the joys and sorrows of millions of living beings and feel the burgeoning vitality of the human race.

Since he spearheaded the rise of the human race, in just a few decades, the human race's influence has spread throughout the Eastern Continent, and even shows signs of suppressing the other three continents.

"Humanity must strive to become stronger."

Jiang Wang whispered, his tone carrying a hint of determination.

He was not unaware of the Six Sages of Heaven's fear of the human race, nor was he unaware of Hongjun's indifferent gaze as he looked down upon the primordial world from his high position in Zixiao Palace.

But he doesn't care.

Whether it's the Way of Heaven or a sage, if they want humanity to submit, they must first ask the sword in their hand.

Behind him, a figure walked respectfully over; it was Huang Feihu.

At this time, Huang Feihu had broken free from the constraints of the Investiture of the Gods. Although his aura was not as strong as it was at its peak, he had gained a sense of freedom and unrestrainedness.

He knelt on one knee and said in a loud voice, "Huang Feihu, the King of Men, thanks Mr. Jiang for his life-saving grace!"

Jiang Wang waved for him to stand up, his gaze gentle: "Feihu, you made great contributions to the Shang Dynasty's destruction and to the human race's bloody battle for the title of God."

Now that you're out of trouble, what are your plans?

Huang Feihu pondered for a moment, a resolute glint in his eyes: "I have no way to repay your kindness, sir. I am willing to follow you and serve the human race!"

Jiang Wang smiled slightly and shook his head, saying, "Although you have escaped, your cultivation level has dropped to Golden Immortal, and your combat power has been greatly reduced."

Forcing you to stay by my side would only bury your talent as a general.

He paused, his gaze deep, "I'll give you two choices: First, go to the ancestral land of Shouyang Mountain, where you can receive the protection of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, solidify your foundation, and have a promising future; second, go to the hidden realm to cultivate, where spiritual energy is abundant, opportunities abound, and you may have the chance to reach the Great Luo Quasi-Saint level."

Which one do you choose?

Upon hearing this, a hint of excitement flashed in Huang Feihu's eyes.

He knew Jiang Wang's methods well. Both Shouyang Mountain and the Hidden Realm were important places for the human race, with extraordinary opportunities.

But he understood even more clearly that there was a deeper meaning behind Jiang Wang's words.

After a moment's thought, he clasped his hands and said, "Feihu is willing to go to the Hidden Realm to cultivate diligently. When he achieves something in the future, he will definitely serve the human race!"

Jiang Wang nodded, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes.

What he valued most was Huang Feihu's talent as a general.

If the human race is to build an army in the future to counter the Heavenly Court and the Buddhist sect, Huang Feihu is undoubtedly the best candidate.

Although the Hidden Realm is secluded, it contains many opportunities laid out by him. Huang Feihu's journey there will surely enable him to become a pillar of the human race in the future.

After settling Huang Feihu in, Jiang Wang took out the Book of Humanity.

This supreme treasure of the human race records the destiny and karma of humanity. Jiang Wang uses its power to investigate hidden dangers within the human race.

As expected, several dark auras emerged from the book, clearly the spies planted by the Heavenly Court and the Buddhist sect among the human race.

Those who are reincarnations of celestial soldiers from the Thunder Department of the Heavenly Court, reincarnations of guards from the Hall of Fragrant Breeze, or even reincarnations of novice monks under the Joyful Buddha School of Buddhism, all commit evil deeds in the human world, such as murder and robbery, theft of treasures, or causing chaos in human society, thus corrupting the fortune and morality of the human race.

Jiang Wang's gaze turned cold, and a murderous intent flickered within him.

"With the collapse of ritual and music, how can the foundation of humanity remain stable?"

With a thought, a golden light flew out of the book, transforming into countless talismans that flew to various parts of the prehistoric world to pinpoint the whereabouts of those spies.

Although these people had the protection of the Heavenly Court and Buddhism, in Jiang Wang's eyes they were nothing more than clowns.

With a flick of his finger, the void trembled, and the talismans locked onto their targets, ready to eliminate these spies at his command.

After dealing with the internal troubles, Jiang Wang flashed into Aolai Country in Dongsheng Divine Continent.

This place is now a major city for the human race, with majestic city walls and bustling streets, giving the impression that all nations are coming to pay tribute.

As the ruler of Aolai Kingdom, Du Fu governed effectively, making it the center of Dongsheng Shenzhou.

Jiang Wang entered the royal palace, where Du Fu had been waiting for a long time.

"gentlemen!"

Du Fu rose to greet him, his eyes filled with admiration.

Jiang Wang waved his hand, gesturing for him to sit down, but his gaze swept across the hall as he said calmly, "Du Fu, Aolai Kingdom is well-governed, but I do not agree with your ideas."

Du Fu was taken aback and quickly asked, "What do you mean, sir?"

Jiang Wang stood up, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the bustling crowd outside the hall: "You pay attention to the hierarchy and honors kings and generals, thinking that this will make Aolai Kingdom stronger."

But in my view, this is precisely the shackles of humanity.

He turned around, his gaze sharp as lightning, and looked directly at Du Fu. "Only when there is no distinction between superior and inferior, no kings and nobles, no hierarchy, can the human race truly become strong, rather than relying on external forces. The human race must strengthen itself, relying on the blood and bones of every individual, not on the lofty authority of a monarch."

Upon hearing this, Du Fu remained silent for a long time.

Although he was exceptionally talented and capable in governing the country, he never conceived of such a radical idea.

But Jiang Wang's words, like a morning bell and evening drum, made his heart tremble.

He lowered his head in thought, and after a moment he looked up with a look of understanding in his eyes: "I have learned a lot from your words, sir."

Jiang Wang nodded slightly, then changed the subject: "I have uncovered all the spies that the Heavenly Court and Buddhism have planted among the human race."

This matter is entrusted to you; make sure these scoundrels are completely eradicated.

Du Fu was taken aback, but then solemnly agreed.

He vaguely sensed that Jiang Wang's actions were not only to eliminate internal troubles, but also to pave the way for his own advancement.

As expected, Jiang Wang continued, "The human race will need to be unified in the future, and at that time a human king will be needed."

Are you willing to take on this important task?

Du Fu was deeply moved and knelt on one knee: "Du Fu is willing to go through fire and water for you, sir, and for the people!"

Jiang Wang waved for him to stand up, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

He chose Du Fu not only because of his talent, but also because of his character and courage, which were sufficient to shoulder the great responsibility of humanity.

Just then, the sky outside the palace suddenly darkened.

A massive spatial rift appeared out of nowhere, filled with black mist and carrying an ominous aura.

Three terrifying figures slowly descended from the crack; they were none other than the three Chaos Demon Gods.

The Curse Demon God was surrounded by swirling black mist, the Plague Demon God exuded a decaying aura, and the Bloodthirsty Demon God radiated endless killing intent.

Their appearance cast a shadow over the entire sky of Dongsheng Shenzhou.

At the same time, from the direction of the Southern Continent, blood-red light soared into the sky, and the faint sounds of shock and anger from the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors could be heard.

Jiang Wang's gaze sharpened, but a hint of disdain appeared on his lips: "Dogs and puppies dare to run wild in my human race?"

His body remained still, but his aura suddenly surged, as if it would crush the entire primordial world.

Du Fu and everyone else in the hall felt the terrifying pressure and their expressions changed.

Jiang Wang waved his hand, indicating that everyone should not panic.

He took a step forward, and his figure appeared in the sky above Aolai Kingdom, facing the three figures of demon gods.

Jiang Wang stood in the void, surrounded by endless darkness, as if even the light had been swallowed up.

Before him was a thick, inky black fog of plague, swirling and emitting a chilling, stench that seemed capable of corroding everything, and the air itself was thick with a suffocating sense of oppression.

The plague demon's figure appeared and disappeared in the black mist, indistinct and unclear. Only a pair of scarlet eyes, like two eerie lamps, coldly stared at Jiang Wang with a hint of mockery and provocation.

"Your spatial barrier is quite sophisticated."

The Plague God's voice was deep and hoarse, like poison gas squeezed from the depths of his throat, with a hint of mockery, "Covering thousands of miles, shielding the Heavenly Dao, even my Plague Dao cannot penetrate it... Tsk tsk, could it be that you have some connection with that old man Yang Mei?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wang frowned slightly.

The spatial barrier surrounding him was like an invisible glass wall, emitting a faint silver light, covering a thousand miles, and even isolating the aura of the Heavenly Dao.

This is a barrier he set up after years of studying the laws of space and combining his own understanding; it is extremely tough.

However, when faced with the Plague God's questioning, he did not rush to respond, but instead focused on sensing the changes in the barrier.

Sure enough, the surface of the barrier was being eroded at a visible rate.

The black mist, like countless tiny insects, gnawed at the edges of space, emitting a soft hissing sound.

sound.

Jiang Wang's heart sank. He secretly calculated that with his current 50% understanding of the laws of space, this barrier could only last for half an hour at most.

If one were to increase their comprehension of the laws to 99% and go all out, the barrier might last for three hours, but that would be about it.

The corrosive power of the plague's black mist far exceeded his imagination.

"Yang Mei?"

Jiang Wang sneered, concealing his inner shock, "You certainly know how to curry favor."

Unfortunately, I have absolutely no connection with that spatial demon.

This barrier of mine is just a little gadget I figured out myself. Is it good enough for you?

The Plague God cackled, his voice tinged with a chilling glint: "A little thing? It can hold off my Plague Path for a moment, so it's not too bad."

"However, Jiang Wang, do you really think you can trap me with such meager tricks? Wishful thinking!"

Before the words were finished, the black mist suddenly surged, transforming into countless tentacle-like wisps of mist that violently crashed into the spatial barrier.

Ripples spread across the surface of the barrier, and silver light flashed intensely. Jiang Wang felt a jolt in his mind, and his magical power surged out like a tide, forcibly stabilizing the barrier.

He gritted his teeth, made hand seals, and the power of the laws of space flowed from his palms, transforming into invisible threads that repaired the cracks in the barrier.

Through this exchange, Jiang Wang realized that the Plague God's black mist could not only erode the barrier, but also interfere with his mind.

The stench seemed to contain some strange, unsettling power, making it difficult to concentrate and disturb one's mind.

He became secretly wary, his gaze growing colder as he locked onto the scarlet eyes within the mist.

"Since you're so confident, why don't you try what it's like to have your space shattered!"

Jiang Wang let out a low shout and slammed his hands together, causing a piercing shattering sound to suddenly resound in the void.

The power of spatial laws surged forth like a tide, transforming into countless invisible blades that sliced ​​through the black mist region where the Plague Demon God resided.

The void shattered, turning into countless fragments, carrying an aura of destruction, tearing the black mist to shreds.

A shrill roar came from the black mist, and the Plague God's figure was torn to pieces in the spatial rift, his scarlet eyes instantly dimming.

Jiang Wang was still panting, and fine beads of sweat had already seeped from his forehead. This attack had almost exhausted thirty percent of his magical power.

However, before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, he saw the scattered black mist recombine at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, the Plague God's figure solidified again, its aura undiminished, even stronger than before.

"As long as the Great Dao endures, I will never die!"

The Plague God laughed wildly, his voice shaking the void, "Jiang Wang, you kill me once, and I will be resurrected once."

How many times can you kill me? Ten times? A hundred times? Hahaha, in the end, you'll be the one who dies!

Jiang Wang's pupils contracted slightly, and a hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes.

Unconvinced, he activated the laws of space once more, unleashing spatial shattering three times in a row, each time crushing the Plague Demon God to dust.

However, just as the other party said, the black mist reassembled time and time again, and the Plague God's form was restored time and time again, with no loss of aura, as if it were endless.

"This……"

Jiang Wang's heart sank, and he finally stopped what he was doing.

He wasn't afraid, but he realized that continuing to expend his magical power in this way would eventually deplete it, while his opponent could resurrect endlessly—it was all pointless. (End of Chapter)