Honghuang: God-level entries, starting from refining the demon-slaying sword

"You were sent back just like that?"

“Saint, Saint!!”

When Donghuang Taiyi came back to his senses, he was already back in the familiar room.

For an instant.

His face turned ashen.

Just now, he wanted to see what methods the saint had, but now, he only felt a creepy feeling.

Are you kidding?

It was just a moment, and he didn't even feel that the saint used any magical powers. He just simply waved his hand and sent him back to heaven from thousands of miles away!

"Donghuang, how are things going?"

"How's the collection of the human race's flesh, blood, essence, and soul going?"

Just as Donghuang Taiyi was furious, a voice suddenly came into his ears.

Emperor Jun is here.

There were backup plans left by Emperor Jun almost everywhere in the Heavenly Palace, so he was the first to know about Donghuang Taiyi's return.

The advent of the saint did cause some unexpected events, which had a significant impact, but that was not the entire future after all, and they still had hope.

"correct!"

"Witch-killing Sword!"

Donghuang Taiyi woke up as if from a dream, and hurriedly took out a bag from his body and handed it to Di Jun.

The surface of the bag emitted a thin layer of golden light, and there were indeed various black and purple gases constantly colliding inside. Dense inscriptions kept bouncing up, as if creating a barrier to prevent the gas inside from escaping.

"Such a heavy resentment..."

When holding the bag in his hand, even Donghuang Taiyi could feel the energy field flowing inside, and couldn't help but feel frightened.

To refine the Witch-Slaying Sword, what is needed is the evil in this world.

And there is only one remaining requirement.

Same race!

In the entire world, there are very few races that can reproduce like humans, who have enough emotions such as evil and resentment.

It can even be said that this is the only one.

"It's not heavy enough."

Di Jun held the bag in his hand and shook his head.

"The human race suffered heavy casualties. Logically, this should have been enough to refine the Demon-Slaying Sword, and even a number of treasures. However, the resentment brewing within is only enough to refine a Witch-Slaying Sword."

The Witch-Slaying Sword is a powerful weapon. Logically, the more you have, the better. If you only have one, it will not be able to cause effective damage to the Ancestral Witch.

However, Di Jun now has no choice.

"Donghuang, I need to go into seclusion from now on. I'll leave all matters concerning the demon race to you."

"Remember, during this period of time, no more conflicts with the Wu Clan are allowed. Also, look for opportunities to restrict the development of the human race and try to hunt them down in private. We need more flesh, blood, essence, and souls."

"I understand." Donghuang Taiyi nodded, understanding in his heart, but Lin Feng's face suddenly popped up in his mind.

Talk about it.

Lin Feng also seems to have a demon-slaying sword in his hand...

This time, he shouldn't take revenge on the demon clan in private, right?

"Oh...how could he have such courage!"

Donghuang Taiyi burst out laughing.

It was already good enough that they didn't cause trouble for Lin Feng. He really didn't believe that Lin Feng had the ability and courage to seek revenge on the demon clan.

Before his time comes!

The demon race is safe.

……

The Three Pure Ones left.

I haven't stayed in Kongtong Mountain for long.

The Three Pure Ones simply chose to leave and return the battlefield to the human race.

Gradually, the disciples of Jiejiao also began to quietly withdraw, or privately provided help to some human beings to the best of their ability, trying to keep more people alive, and everyone fell into silence.

Too many people died.

"Junior brother, let's go back first."

Taoist Duobao and Zhao Gongming approached Lin Feng with a slightly apologetic tone: "We have already broken through the Daluo realm and cannot wander freely in the wilderness. This incident has already violated some taboos."

"Next, the rest of the Jiejiao disciples will stay to help the human race and will return when the time is right."

"The two senior brothers' willingness to lend a helping hand is already the greatest help to me." Lin Feng hurriedly bowed in return.

Seeing this, Taoist Duobao and Zhao Gongming could only nod and leave first.

The Golden Immortal of Great Luo has already caused considerable damage to the prehistoric world. In most cases, he does not participate in the conquest. Only when he joins large forces such as the demon clan and the witch clan will he really fight.

This time, although the Jiejiao sect did not send out all its forces, a small number of its high-end combat forces also brought great help to Lin Feng.

Even with the tacit approval of Master Tongtian, Taoist Duobao and Zhao Gongming would still be scolded when they returned.

After all, we have to put on an act for outsiders to see.

"ended."

Lin Feng looked at the bloody scene in front of him, sighed in his heart, and felt a little confused.

What should he do next?

Thousands of years have passed since he started practicing, and it seems that he has been working hard just to help the human race survive the current disaster.

Now, the disaster is over, but Lin Feng suddenly feels like he has lost his goal.

He is not needed to save people, and he has not learned any magical skills in this area. As for fighting... there will be no fight here.

"It surprised me that."

"You can actually deal with Donghuang Taiyi!"

Hou Tu appeared beside Lin Feng again. She spread out her palms, revealing the human soul that she had put away at some point in time.

Most of these souls are mortals. Although they are protected by Houtu, they have lost much of their consciousness. The immortals among them can only look around with sadness and fall into pain.

"These tragic deaths are so painful."

"After their death in this world, they undergo a long baptism of time before returning to the world. It can almost be said to be a horrific torture. If they don't have the opportunity to rebuild their physical body, they are doomed to fall."

Lin Feng knew what Hou Tu was going to say and took out the Six Paths Wheel.

On the Six Paths Wheel, a faint light flickered, taking in all the souls, cleverly helping them shield from the power of time and gradually depriving them of their resentment and other emotions.

All these things were swallowed by the Demon-Slaying Sword, and the only thing left was the extremely pure soul.

"Hou Tu Zu Wu."

"You've been following me for so many days, just waiting for this moment."

"You want me to use this Six Paths Wheel as the foundation to establish the Six Paths of Reincarnation?"

"Create a way of survival for these creatures?" Lin Feng asked.

At the same time, he also handed over the Six Paths Wheel and entrusted it to Hou Tu.

Hou Tu's expression was extremely complicated. He held the six wheels in his hands and let out a helpless sigh.

"Actually, I just wanted to ask you."

"Having established the Six Paths of Reincarnation, can my Wu clan find a way out?"

"For this world."

"Lich, they are all losers."