In the prehistoric times, vicious plots were frequent, the ancestor witch advised me to calm down

Pangu Hall.

Waves of terrifying power emanated from the space, and Di Jiang, the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, was truly furious.

"enough!"

"This matter is of great importance. It has a huge bearing on the rise and fall of our Wu clan. How can we treat it so lightly?"

"I will go to the Netherworld myself. If you have anything to say, please tell me and I will convey it to you when the time comes!"

Seeing their brother was angry, the witch ancestors lost their will to snatch the treasure and became dejected and depressed.

Dijiang did not stay in Pangu Palace for long. He tore the space in front of him and disappeared into the wilderness in the blink of an eye.

Although the ancient witches were unhappy, they also knew that the matter was not serious, so they looked at Guchuan again.

Shebishi asked.

"Great Witch Guchuan, what should we do next?"

Gu Chuan's expression was firm, but the few words he uttered made the ancient witches present tremble.

"Teach the human race and perform the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the Father God!"

The Ceremony of Worshiping the Father God is a ritual that the Wu Clan has been performing for billions of years to worship the Father God Pangu. It has only one purpose, which is to show the Father God the hardships that he has experienced over the years.

It also represents that the Wu clan, in the face of numerous disasters in the ancient times, still retains the glory of the Father God and is not afraid of life and death.

The human race’s ceremony of worshipping the Father God is quite intriguing.

The ancient human race has no father god, only the Holy Mother!

However, once the human race carries out the ceremony of worshiping the Father God, they must worship the Mother Nuwa as if she were already dead.

The ancient witches were a little confused. Why would humans do this?

How could Saint Nuwa agree to do this?

Guchuan did not explain the reason, not because he did not want to, but because even if he explained it in detail, the ancestor witch in front of him might not understand it.

These battle maniacs, whose minds are filled with muscles, only know how to temper their bodies and have never thought that there are other ways in the world to kill their opponents.

Guchuan did not continue to stay in the Wu clan. Since he was ready to go with the flow, he might as well help the demon clan.

After all, if I remember correctly, Di Jun seems to have nine sons, and they are still playing happily in Tanggu now, right?

Xuanming wanted to ask if there was any way to go to the Netherworld so that he could meet his younger sister legitimately, but he saw the great wizard Guchuan preparing to leave, so he couldn't help but ask.

"Great Witch Guchuan, what are you going to do next?"

Furukawa smiled but said nothing, and spoke only after a long while.

"Doesn't the Xuanming Ancestral Witch feel that there are not enough suns in this world? What would it be like if ten suns appeared in the sky?"

Ten suns on the same day?

Xuanming Zuwu thought about it.

It should be extremely hot there, and even many witches might die because of it, right?

It is very likely that the whole world is starving and it is like hell. After all, the water source has evaporated, and the food source has been lost, and most living things will die.

But before Xuanming Zuwu could answer, Guchuan had already disappeared in Pangu Palace.

Above the clouds, Guchuan transformed the clouds, supporting himself and slowly floating towards the human race.

Although he had a faint smile on his face, many thoughts had already begun to emerge in his mind.

"I'm still too soft-hearted after all! How could my previous plan be considered a so-called vicious scheme?"

"In front of a saint, it's just a petty trick used by ants."

"As expected of a saint, for his own selfish desires, he caused a drastic change in the world, shed blood, and wiped out all living things in the prehistoric world.

However, since the ending is fixed, why can't I use my evil scheme to reach a higher level?"

The demon race refined the Witch-Slaying Sword?

Refine!

Empress Pingxin is in charge of the reincarnation of heaven and earth. She takes action to eliminate the demons who interfere with the reincarnation. Even Patriarch Hongjun cannot find any fault with her.

The human race suffered heavy casualties and is about to be exterminated?

dead!

Guchuan even added fuel to the fire, killing the witch clan as well. Ten suns were in the sky, and the prehistoric crisis was imminent.

The witch clan, as the protagonist of heaven and earth, protects the remaining human race and survives by using the land of humanity. If the saint does not take action, he will be stripped of his sainthood.

In such a situation, the Witch Clan will be able to get more support from the two saints, and the Western religion will never give up on ruling the East.

Furukawa slowly exhaled, calmed his surging emotions, and then spoke slowly.

"In this way, the human race will flourish, martial arts will flourish, and the witch clan can use this opportunity to severely damage the demon clan without completely eradicating the demon plague!

The three factions in the prehistoric world are in a state of strife, and even a saint cannot intervene at will. Otherwise, if any of the tribes dies, the balance will be destroyed, and even a saint cannot bear the consequences of this."

Other witches can take care of the ceremony of worshiping the Father God.

However, the tragic condition of the Tuwu Sword needs to be discovered by the human race themselves and they need to beg Nuwa to take action!

"The path to immortality is obscure, and the chance to become an immortal is hard to come by. These people have left the human race, so why would they care about such matters?"

"Only martial arts can make the human race aware of the current crisis!"

There was a flash of surprise in Furukawa's eyes. He discovered that the human race had an unexpected surprise, and he couldn't help but speak.

"Interesting! This martial art has actually been deduced by someone with ulterior motives. It not only binds one's luck, but also makes the practitioner's soul brilliant, making it easier to detect the demon race refining the Witch-Slaying Sword!"

"Hahaha, with this, martial arts will become more powerful, and the luck of the human race will become more prosperous. The time for my martial arts totem to become a treasure of luck will be a little faster!"

Good things happened to him, and Guchuan couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

As for the fact that those who practiced martial arts would be hunted down by demons, or even killed or injured, Guchuan did not take it too seriously.

Putting aside the martial arts, it was the means of survival that he gave to the human race and the heavens to take their lives.

Just talking about the various hardships that the human race is encountering in the ancient times, if martial arts are promoted, any human who is unable to practice Buddhism, Taoism, or immortality will have to practice it.

There is no other reason.

If the human race cannot withstand the sufferings of the ancient times, it will die!

If you practice martial arts, you might get killed someday, but if you don’t practice, you’ll die today!

"Now it all depends on whether Empress Pingxin can seize this opportunity and carry out our plan!"

Furukawa said calmly.

……

Netherworld.

In front of the gloomy entrance to the underworld, Master Xuandu frowned slightly, and behind him, the yin and yang energies floated, as if forming a pattern.

However, the darkness of the underworld and the chilling yin energy also made him, a human in the Golden Immortal Realm, feel a little unhappy.

However, he did not forget the mission of coming here, and immediately spoke respectfully to the entrance to the underworld in front of him.

"I, the disciple Xuandu, of Taiqing Laozi, have come to pay my respects to the Lady Pingxin on the orders of my master!"

Master Xuandu had just finished speaking before he could even knock on the gate of hell that was the entrance to the underworld.

A burly man tore the space in front of him and punched the door.

"Sister Hou Tu, please open the door quickly. I'm not here to see you. I have something important to discuss with you. This matter concerns the lives of all people in the world and is related to the reincarnation of the human race!"

Di Jiang knocked on the door, but seeing no response, he looked around and found a human standing not far from him.

Although the other party's realm was low, for some reason he felt terrified.

But Di Jiang was not afraid at all.

My sister's territory is right next to me, so even if a saint takes action, I won't frown at all.

He asked directly.

"Hey, human, why are you running to the Netherworld? Could it be that your mother was also killed by the demons to refine the Witch-Slaying Sword?!"