Primordial World: Big shots are all my friends
Chapter 115, Witch Demon Slaughters People

Chapter 115: Chapter 115, Witch Demon Slaughters People

Houtu turned her head to glance outside and anxiously called out, "Eldest brother!"

Di Jiang raised his hand, speaking coldly, "My mind is made up!" and stepped towards the outside.

The remaining Ancestor Witches also successively walked outside.

Xuanming walked up to Houtu’s side, patted her shoulder and comforted her, "Sister, the heart of mercy is for those hypocritical Immortals. We, the Witch Clan, inherit the will of Father God Pangu to reign supreme through battle and to prove our Tao through killing. Everything between Heaven and Earth was left for us by Father God, including the Human Clan." After saying this, he also walked outside.

Houtu stood in the empty Pangu Hall, letting out a deep sigh, "Father God! Why is my heart so uneasy?!"

A tribal village located in a secluded mountain valley, under the lingering sunset, everyone was busily gathering food to prepare for the long, dark night.

Suddenly, a black demonic wind swept in, darkening the sky and stirring up dust and stones, with a group of Demons excitedly rushing and howling towards the tribe.

The first generation Human Ancestor rushed out, bellowing furiously, "Audacious Demons, die!"

In his hand, a long spear materialized and with a fierce swing, the spear flew out, flames bursting forth from the spear as it shot towards a Demon.

A Demon in armor instantly appeared in front of the spear, reached out to catch it with a thud, causing the flaming spear to tremble.

The color drained from the first generation Human Ancestor’s face, "Such a powerful Demon, I need to call for the Witch God’s help."

The armored Demon smirked and spat out a beam of black light, which pierced through the Human Ancestor’s chest, splashing blood.

The Human Ancestor looked up to the sky, spitting out a mouthful of blood and cried in horror, "Run, run fast!"

The demonic wind engulfed the valley, and the sounds of killing, screams, crying, and wailing echoed through the valley.

Moments later, calm returned, and a squad of blood-soaked Demons stood in the valley, with the armored Demon holding a blood sphere in his hand, lazily stated, "Boring fight. Let’s move to other tribes."

"Yes!" The Demons stirred up the demonic wind and soared into the sky.

By a stream stood wooden and stone houses, which was another Human Clan Tribe living a fishing life by the stream.

Boom~

Boom~

Boom~

...

Shadows descended from the sky, crashing outside the tribe, from amidst the scattered rocks, several strong members of the Witch Clan emerged.

The Human Ancestor guarding this tribe quickly flew out, landed in front of the Witch Clan and bowed, saying softly, "Greetings to the great Lord Chi Si and all the esteemed members of the Witch Clan."

The female leader of the Witch Clan walked forward and suddenly thrust her hand forth, piercing the Human Ancestor’s chest.

The female Human Ancestor suddenly looked up, her mouth bleeding, and incredulously cried, "Lord Chi Si, why... why?"

Chi Si’s expression remained impassive, his Witch Power trembling slightly, and boom~ the Human Ancestor exploded.

Chi Si’s hand revealed a Black Banner, and with a boom, the Black Banner stabbed into the ground, fluttering in the wind.

The Human Ancestor’s blood flowed towards the Black Banner, which bore an emerging, twisted, fierce ghost face.

Chi Si shouted, "Kill! Leave none alive."

"Yes!" The Witch Clan’s big men charged towards the Human Clan Tribe, with screams of terror and roars resounding across the tribe.

"Why~"

"Sir, spare my life! Spare my child!"

"Holy Mother, save me!"

...

In a void in Wa Emperor Heaven, a radiant altar stood tall, with thirty-three layers, each adorned with a Tao Rune. Atop the altar were three wooden plaques—left one inscribed with ’Demon Clan’, right one with ’Witch Clan’, and the middle one with ’Human Clan.’ Initially at peace, the plaques for Demon Clan and Witch Clan suddenly sprouted a bloodline each, connecting them to the Human Clan plaque.

Nuwa, towering ten thousand meters high, sat cross-legged in the void, silently watching the altar below.

Qingluan suddenly entered this void, bowed, and said, "Niangniang, the Witch Demon has made their move."

Nuwa nodded, her face expressionless, and said, "Wait!"

...

Under the cover of night, Witch Demon raised their slaughter knife against the Human Clan, their cries of agony shaking the heavens.

"Holy Mother, save me!"

"Holy Mother, save me!"

"Great Mother Goddess, please open your eyes!"

...

Boom—a Human Ancestor fell from the sky, crashing onto a stone house.

A blood-cursed Wolf Demon descended from the sky.

Struggling to rise, the Human Ancestor turned and, seeing his people being slaughtered, shouted angrily, "Demon, Holy Mother will avenge me, just wait—you won’t be pleased for long!"

The Wolf Demon twisted its neck, crackling sounds accompanying its cold sneer, "Your Human Clan is merely an inferior race crafted by Nuwa, intended as food for our Demon Clan."

"Demon, nonsense!" the Human Ancestor suddenly charged at the Wolf Demon.

The Wolf Demon swiftly turned, its claw sweeping by—boom—the Human Ancestor was sent flying, a bloody wound appearing on his chest, lying on the ground, continuously coughing up blood.

The Wolf Demon licked its paw, sneering coldly, "Do you think that the slaughter of your Human Clan is unknown to Nuwa? This is a decision by Nuwa herself, merely harvesting food."

Looking up in despair, the Human Ancestor yelled, "Food? My Human Clan is not food!" he shouted angrily, "Even the Holy Mother cannot treat us as food. From now on, my Mountain and Water Tribe will no longer acknowledge Nuwa as Holy Mother."

"What audacity!" the Wolf Demon bellowed furiously, sweeping through with a flash.

Puff—the Human Ancestor’s head instantly shattered.

...

At the ancestral land of the Human Clan, numerous men and women knelt before the Nuwa Temple, their cries of anguish echoing between Heaven and Earth, but successive pieces of bad news kept emerging; yet, there was no response from within the temple.

Suddenly, a man in the first row stood up.

Nu Ling quickly commanded, "Kneel properly!"

The man pointed at the temple, saying angrily, "Can’t you see? The Holy Mother has long abandoned us, she never cared for us since she created us, she has already forsaken us."

Nu Ling suddenly stood up, slapping his face.

The man caught Nu Ling’s wrist, his voice cold, "While our people outside are being slaughtered, I refuse to sit here waiting for death like you. I will lead our people to fight our way out."

"I am the Clan Leader of the Human Clan!"

"You ceased to be the moment you disregarded the lives of our people," the man roared.

A figure suddenly streaked across the sky, plummeting diagonally downwards.