bookbashuk Chapter 1: I, who took human form from the primordial chaos, have lain dormant in the Netherworld fo
Chapter 1: I, who took human form from the primordial chaos, have lain dormant in the Netherworld fo
Group owner Chen Fusheng: "I've been hiding in the Netherworld for billions of years. I just met Houtu, who came looking for an opportunity. I guess the final war between the Lich King and the Demon King is about to break out outside."
Luo Ji: "The Lich War's End? What's the situation now? Sigh, but Houtu's ending wasn't good..."
Group owner Chen Fusheng: "The ten golden crows haven't been tricked out of Tang Valley yet, but I estimate that Yi shooting down nine suns and the ten suns falling into the East Sea will happen soon."
Huang Tao: "Ten suns fall into the East Sea. Is the Lich King about to retire? The era of the Heavenly Saint is coming!"
Group owner Chen Fusheng: "Yes, the eleven ancestral witches and the vast witch clan should soon perish."
In other words, Houtu is truly aggrieved. Although she survived the great calamity by standing in the earth, she still has to continuously repay the karma of the Wu tribe and be eternally imprisoned in the netherworld. This will not happen until an immeasurable calamity occurs.
"This is only slightly better than being in jail; you've lost true freedom."
Fang Qi: "Going to jail is nothing, but I've transmigrated into a doorman with a brain tumor, what am I going to do?"
Group owner Chen Fusheng: "You're not doing well over there? The world you're in exists because of you. The whole world is your playground. You don't even need to hide."
Huang Tao: "Actually, the group leader doesn't need to hide for so long. If Houtu established the Netherworld in the direction of the Great Dao and stopped Gonggong, that filial son, from breaking Buzhou Mountain, she would have less karma and could slowly plan ahead. Maybe she could even have the fighting power of a saint after leaving the Netherworld."
Group owner Chen Fusheng: "Unfortunately, there are no 'what ifs' in reality..."
Even taking the collapsed Buzhou Mountain back to the Netherworld and trying to rebuild it later would be better than letting Yuanshi forge the Heaven-Turning Seal.
"Then, with the remaining Wu clan seeds, lie low in the Netherworld, stockpile grain, and slowly declare yourself king."
"First, win over Styx and Zhen Yuanzi, then when the human race rises to power, during the era of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, forcefully appoint them as the Emperor's teachers..."
"With the addition of the underground passage and the continuous accumulation of merit, given his status as the master of the underground passage, it is indeed possible that he could possess the combat power of a saint after emerging from the Netherworld."
"In fact, Gonggong was a very filial son, and Yuanshi was not much better. He used his own father's spine to forge weapons. How could he do such a thing? It's true that filial piety leads to greatness."
Fang Qi: "With such a clear mind, why not help Houtu make some plans? You took human form in the Netherworld by taking advantage of the negative energy of creation, so you're naturally on the same side as Houtu."
Group owner Chen Fusheng: "I can't help at all. The prehistoric world is too dangerous. I'd better stay put and wait until after the Investiture of the Gods before I go out and have fun. That's the safest way."
Logitech: "He's really good at hiding... Speaking of which, the 'Great Body Refining Technique' that Fang Menshen gave me is really good. I'm going to practice it diligently and wait for the Trisolarans to come and fight!"
Huang Tao: "The Three-Body Problem is nothing. I've possessed Kelvin, but I still have to guard against the Ancient Gods, the Old Ones, and even the Outer Gods. It's tough!"
At this moment, Houtu, who had just emerged from the Netherworld, suddenly had a light screen appear in her primordial spirit.
Looking at the dialogue messages appearing on the screen, Houtu's pretty face suddenly froze.
"That wretched dragon! How dare it curse my clan to be defeated in battle!"
How could my brother and Sister Xuanming have perished?!
At this moment, Houtu's beautiful eyes were fixed on the message Chen Fusheng said in the group chat: "The Witch Clan is going to perish, and eleven Ancestral Witches will fall."
The dense earth elemental energy emanating from his body surged forth, stirring the colors of heaven and earth.
"They addressed her respectfully as 'Senior Houtu' when we met, but who knew that Huilong was two-faced!"
"That's practically suicide!"
While pondering, Houtu was about to turn around and return to the Netherworld.
Just then, ten small suns suddenly appeared in the sky above the distant Buzhou Mountain.
The true fire of the sun emitted by the ten little golden crows was constantly scorching the Wu tribe living on the land of Buzhou Mountain.
In an instant, countless weak lesser witches were burned to death.
Rumble~
The calamity energy in the world suddenly increased nearly a hundredfold, and the primordial spirits of countless powerful beings were obscured.
Even saints are no longer all-seeing; their perceptions are clouded.
At this time, the ancestral witches were all in seclusion in the Pangu Palace, cultivating and were completely unaware of what was happening in the outside world.
Just then, an angry voice came from the foot of Mount Buzhou:
"Damn you hairy beast, how dare you harm my Wu tribe's sons!"
"I want you dead!"
Having said that, the great shaman Kuafu hurled a huge peach wood staff into the sky.
Seeing the peach wood break open, the ten golden crows quickly flapped their wings and dodged away.
With each flap of its wings, a scorching flame of the sun would fall.
The witch clan living below is about to suffer a calamity.
Even adult members of the Wu tribe could not withstand the scorching heat of the sun, and in an instant, countless Wu tribe members below suffered casualties.
"It's fun, it's fun, you can't hit it, hehehe."
After the golden crows dodged, they laughed loudly, "You barbaric witch tribes deserve to die! Come and fight me if you dare!"
The Witch and Demon races have a long-standing feud. As the Crown Prince of the Demon Heavenly Court, although he is still young, he has lived in the Demon Court since childhood and naturally has an extreme aversion to the Witch race.
The murderous witch clan arrived, showing no mercy.
At the same time, they also wanted to prove themselves to Dijun and stop saying that the Wu Clan was dangerous, forcing the ten of them to hide in the Tang Valley deep in the East Sea all day long.
"You're courting death!" Seeing that his first attack had failed, Kuafu began to chase after the ten golden crows in the sky.
The Golden Crows, though young, had extraordinary knowledge from a young age and knew that with their true strength, they were no match for the Great Witch.
So, it flew while provoking Kuafu, and at the same time released its own special solar fire to scorch Kuafu.
Soon, Kuafu felt thirsty and went to the river to drink water.
Seeing this, the Great Golden Crow instantly sensed an opportunity and immediately transmitted its voice, "Brothers, this is a great opportunity!"
"Form the Golden Crow Formation!"
Rumble~
As the ten golden crows formed an array, an even larger burst of true solar fire descended upon Kuafu.
Kuafu, unable to escape due to thirst, perished.
"You dare kill my brother! Die!"
On the other side of Buzhou Mountain, the great shaman Yi saw his good brother Kuafu die tragically from afar and was immediately enraged.
Three long arrows formed from malevolent energy appeared from the great bow in his hand!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh~ Three long arrows left the bowstring, and the void collapsed instantly. With a boom, they shattered the Golden Crow Formation in an instant.
The three golden crows didn't even have time to make a sound before they fell, heading east.
"Ah, run! Run!"
The remaining seven golden crows, seeing their three brothers right before their eyes, felt a chill run down their spines and flew off toward the Thirty-Third Heaven.
"Trying to escape?" Da Yi's eyes narrowed, and his body surged with murderous aura. In an instant, he fired nine more arrows formed from blood and murderous energy.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh~ Whoosh whoosh whoosh~ Whoosh~
A series of whooshing sounds came from the air. The remaining seven golden crows felt that they were about to die, so they flapped their wings even more vigorously.
The smallest golden crow, however, suddenly unleashed a powerful will to survive, bursting forth with incredible speed and transforming into a streak of rainbow light, soaring to the very top.
He shielded his six brothers and sisters behind him, shouting:
"Father, save me!"