Hong Huang: I turned evil at the beginning, but I swear to never be a resentful person!

Fairy Yunxiao stood in the void with a calm expression and spoke calmly.

"I am Fairy Yunxiao!"

"Come here to read out the decree of Saint Tianjizi!"

"You two races of witches and liches have been fighting for endless years, causing great suffering to all living beings!"

"From now on!"

"Demons rule the sky, witches rule the earth!"

"No more large-scale wars will be allowed within the first Yuanhui!"

"You all understand!"

The words of Fairy Yunxiao were faint and clear, yet resounded throughout heaven and earth, implying an irresistible majesty.

When the high-ranking officials of both the wizards and the liches heard the content of the decree, they were surprised at first, and then Di Jun, Di Jiang and other creatures responded one after another.

"understand!"

Tianjizi is a saint who has done good to the entire prehistoric world.

The four methods of attaining enlightenment are explained in great detail.

It even brought a new way of proving the truth to all living beings in the ancient world, making the way of Hunyuan less ethereal.

Saint Tianjizi has done favors for both the wizards and the liches.

They had to obey Tianjizi's orders.

And a truce would be good for both sides.

They have been fighting ever since the saint's sermon ended.

There is simply no time to digest the content of Tongtian’s sermons.

Especially the demon race.

Although the high-level officials such as Di Jun and Nuwa are powerful, the lower-level demons are too weak.

Faced with the witch clan who were becoming stronger and stronger with each battle, the entire demon clan was already in a state of decline.

Now that Tongtian is mediating the fight between the wizards and liches, it is tantamount to giving the demon race some breathing space.

The innate demon tribes such as Di Jun are naturally willing to stop fighting.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches did not seem very happy.

The more the witches fight, the stronger they become.

Now Tongtian has mediated the fight between wizards and liches, leaving the wizard clan with fewer opportunities to fight.

As your cultivation strength improves, it will naturally decline.

Although they were extremely reluctant, the Twelve Ancestral Witches still respected Tongtian and agreed to this.

Come in a hurry, go in a hurry.

After reading the decree, Fairy Yunxiao left the battlefield.

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"Two mixed-haired birds, let your demon tribe go first!"

"When the time comes, I will tear down your Sun Star!"

Qiang Liang's voice was like a muffled thunder, spreading throughout the battlefield.

What the hell!

Taiyi cursed in his heart and then started to scold Qiangliang.

"Brainless thing!"

"You weren't so tough just now!"

"When the time comes, it won't be us who will die! It will be you, the Wu Clan!"

"You bastards! You deserve to die!"

"..."

……

"Witches are born without brains!"

"You are the ones who deserve to die!"

"..."

……

"enough!"

Di Jun and Di Jiang scolded their younger brother in unison.

Di Jiang said in a deep voice with a gloomy face.

"Emperor Jun, I will let you monsters go this time!"

"After the One Yuan meeting!"

"You demons are not so lucky!"

"let's go!"

"Yes!"

Di Jiang made some harsh remarks and then retreated with his Wu army.

It's just a one-yuan meeting, they can wait.

What's more, the saint asked their witch tribe to take charge of the prehistoric land, so naturally they would not be polite.

And their witch clan also needs time to improve their cultivation.

In particular, the cultivation strength of their twelve ancestor witches needs to be further improved.

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Seeing the Wu clan army withdraw from the battlefield, Di Jun ordered the integration of the demon clan army.

The saint gave the order.

Demons control the sky and witches control the earth.

The demon race can control the stars in the sky.

Moreover, the ancestral home of the demon clan, the Demon Court, is still on the Sun Star.

This way.

The demon tribe must build their home around the sun.

But this matter made Di Jun feel troubled.

Bai Ze and other ten demon generals can transform themselves and live in the primitive land.

Even the three demon masters Nuwa, Fuxi and Kunpeng are more rooted in the prehistoric land.

Now, they want to move their entire clan to the ancient stars, settle down there, and make billions of stars their home.

This is a difficult matter.

But Di Jun had to bring it up again.

"Since the saint has allowed us, the demon race, to take charge of the sky!"

"Then everything in the sky should belong to us, the demon race!"

"This demon king has decided to use the Sun Star, the leader of the stars, as the new base camp for our demon race!"

"All of you demons can migrate to the ancient stars!"

"If you are a race that is attached to the wild land and doesn't want to leave!"

"You can also continue to stay in the wild land!"

"What do you think?"

The group of innate demons first lowered their heads and pondered for a moment, and then expressed their agreement with Di Jun's words.

“That’s it over there!”

"Let's go back and pack our belongings first!"

Immediately, Di Jun gave an order and the demon tribe left the place.

……

Soon after, the news spread, causing an uproar in the prehistoric world.

Demons control the sky and witches control the earth.

This made many innate creatures terrified, and a new pattern of heaven and earth had been formed.

……

There is no record of years in the ancient times.

Time passed quickly, and just like that, ten thousand years had passed.

On a mountain range in the southeast of Honghuang.

Zhonghuang Mountain.

A woman in palace dress sat on the mountainside.

Her eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, as light as distant mountains, and her hands are slender and round like white onions.

The woman pinched her fingers to make a magic gesture, and the divine power began to move, revealing the divine power.

"Where exactly is the opportunity for [Hongmeng Purple Qi]?"

Nuwa was anxious, and she was calculating day and night, looking for the opportunity for the reminder from [Hongmeng Purple Qi].

Ever since Tongtian mediated the fight between the two witch clans.

The vast land has returned to peaceful and tranquil development.

As soon as Nuwa returned to Zhonghuang Mountain, the [Hongmeng Purple Qi] bestowed by Hongjun began to show signs of abnormality.

Hongjun once said.

If you want to become a saint of the Heavenly Dao, it is not enough to just follow the methods of the Heavenly Dao.

It also requires an opportunity for sanctification.

This [Hongmeng Purple Qi] is the opportunity to become a saint of the Heavenly Dao.

Feel the unusual movement of [Hongmeng Purple Qi].

Nuwa was as happy as Fan Jin who had passed the imperial examination, and she shouted that the time for her to become a saint had come. Then, under the guidance of the Hongmeng Purple Qi, she began to travel around the prehistoric world.

Ideals are beautiful, and reality is very skinny.

When Nuwa came to the place guided by the [Hongmeng Purple Qi], she was completely dumbfounded.

[Hongmeng Purple Qi] actually guided her to the place where the top-grade innate spiritual root, the innate gourd vine, had grown before.

All the creatures in the ancient world know it.

The innate gourd vine was snatched away by the saint Tianjizi, who also dug three feet into the ground and dug out the entire innate gourd vine.

Even the little bit of soil at the roots is not spared.

Now, the [Hongmeng Purple Qi] guided her here.

It looked like a huge pit with not even a hair left.

Nuwa's face turned green. She had been running for so long but had no hair left.

Then Nuwa returned to Zhonghuang Mountain.

But at this time, the [Hongmeng Purple Qi] moved again, and Nuwa was ecstatic again, running around in the prehistoric world.

Finally we arrived at the Moon.

After searching on the Moon, there was still no result.

Things like this that are fruitless.

Nuwa was deceived by [Hongmeng Purple Qi] again and again.

In the end, even Nuwa began to suspect that the [Hongmeng Purple Qi] bestowed by Hongjun was just making fun of her.

This is why Nuwa was so anxious.

It took a hundred thousand years to search for the opportunity.

Not only did he not find any opportunity, but his cultivation showed no signs of improvement at all.

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