The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 283 - 229: Never Stop Until Death!

"Hmph!"

Di Jun sneered, channeling all his Primordial Power into the Cycle Stars Plate. Endless starlight surged wildly, shooting directly into the Celestial Stars Formation, where boundless star power began to gather once again.

Thus, the Earth’s embryo membrane, undergoing this process again and again, had already endured tens of thousands of attacks and was about to completely shatter!

"Hmph!" A voice came from the void, and an ancient Chaos Bell shot out from the formation, directly striking the Earth’s embryo membrane.

This Chaos Bell, being one of the Heavenly Creation Treasures, possessed immense power. Currently in Primordial, only the Tai Chi Diagram, Pangu Banner, and Four Immortal Slaying Swords, all transformed from the Pangu Axe, could match its might.

The Earth’s embryo membrane, already struck by the power of tens of thousands of stars, couldn’t withstand it any longer. With a loud boom, the great formation outside the Wuzhuang Temple dissipated into smoke, Zhen Yuanzi fell to the ground with a depleted expression, coughing up a mouthful of fresh blood.

The millions of humans protected by Zhen Yuanzi’s formation were now utterly exposed to Di Jun’s gaze!

"Ha ha ha, Zhen Yuanzi, you cannot stop the advance of my Demon Race!" Di Jun laughed heartily, signaling the Demon Soldiers to retract the Celestial Stars Formation, and shouted fiercely, "All demons, heed my command—full assault, flatten Wuzhuang Temple, slaughter all humans, leave none alive!"

"Kill!" In an instant, the demons wreaked havoc, their war cries shook the heavens, corpses littered the ground, and the tragedy of the humans was utterly heart-wrenching!

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"Demon Race, we, the Human Clan’s Eight Ancestors, will not rest until we’ve dealt with you!" Suddenly, an angry roar sounded. Four terrifying pressures descended, crushing down directly on the demons slaughtering the humans. In that moment, the faces of the previously excited, bloodthirsty demons were left with inexplicable horror.

Sui Ren, You Chao, and the other Human Clan’s Eight Ancestors, along with a group of human practitioners, descended from the sky, each with faces flushed red and full of resentment soaring to the skies.

"It’s the Human Ancestor!"

"Human Ancestor!"

The entire line of humans from Qinghua Mountain trembled as they rose to their feet, their eyes brimming with excited tears.

Sui Ren, with tears in his eyes, looked towards the humans of Qinghua Mountain and said with self-reproach, "My people, you have really suffered! I, Sui Ren, have failed you!"

The Clan Leader of the humans from Qinghua Mountain, in grief, kowtowed and said, "I, the Human Clan Leader of Qinghua Mountain, Yuan Qing Mountain, along with millions of my clan, pay our respects to the Human Ancestors!"

You Chao, moved, waved his hand gently, radiating a soft force to lift the humans, saying, "You are without fault, it is we, the Eight, who have failed the humans of the Primordial Heaven and Earth!"

"Di Jun, when has our Human Clan ever provoked your Demon Race? Why have you pursued and slaughtered us across vast distances?" Sui Ren’s face showed fierce determination, his burly body barely concealing the aura of an early sub-saint stage.

"Ha ha ha, what a joke! Your Human Clan was originally created by our Demon Race Saint, Lady Nuwa! We belong to the Demon Race, naturally we can ruthlessly slaughter you! Apart from the Saints, who could govern us!" Taiyi laughed as if he had heard a joke, his words filled with mockery.

"Aren’t you afraid of being punished by the Saints?" Sui Ren roared with rage, his fighting spirit surging wildly.

"Ha ha ha, your Human Clan originally had hundreds of millions of people, only reduced to barely thirty million by our slaughter. Have you ever seen the Saints intervene? Your Human Ancestor has been abandoned by the Saints, just accept your fate!" Taiyi’s eyes were wild, and with a wave of his hand, he commanded, "My sons, continue the slaughter for your emperor!"

"Damn!" Seeing this, Sui Ren erupted in fury and pulled out Sui Ren’s drill, charging towards the Demon Race’s ranks.

"Boom!" The ancient Sui Ren’s drill flashed with dazzling golden brilliance, the drill tip burning with a golden flame. This flame, the first fire kindled by the Human Clan, possessed immortal divinity, capable of incinerating all things!

"Ah!" Merely a light sweep of Sui Ren’s drill through the ranks of the Demon Race took the lives of tens of thousands of demons.

The remaining Human Clan members were not idle either, hurling all sorts of Magic Treasures and Divine Skills! For a time, countless demons were slain by the Eight, yet the number of demons was enormous. They couldn’t possibly be completely wiped out in a short time.

Moreover, among the demons, they often outnumbered, sometimes with several or even dozens of demons ganging up on one Human Clan practitioner. Not to mention, Di Jun, Taiyi, and Fu Xi were not just sitting idle.

Thus, by comparison, the chances of victory for Sui Ren and the Human Clan were not great.

The clash between the human and demon races was intense, charging back and forth, crashing into each other, battling until the sky darkened and the sun and the moon lost their light.

Yet, in less than an hour, the cultivators of the Human Clan brought by Sui Ren and others were dead or injured, leaving only about ten thousand survivors. Each was wounded, their mana fluctuations extremely unstable, seeming as if they might collapse at any moment.

At this moment, a Human Clan Golden Immortal, who had come with the Human Clan’s Eight Ancestors, leapt out of formation, his eyes bloodshot as he looked at each demon and roared with a wild laugh, "Ha ha ha ha, you evil demons, today let you know, our Human Clan is not something that can be bullied by your Demon Race at will!"

Having said that, he rushed into the most crowded area of the Demon Race and suddenly self-detonated his body and mana. With a loud "boom," accompanied by the obliteration of hundreds of thousands of Demon Soldiers, this Human Clan Practitioner disappeared from Heaven and Earth forever.

A group of human cultivators, stunned by this scene, then burst into laughter, holding hands and bowing three times toward Mount Buzhou and the East Sea, saying, "Holy Mother, Holy Father above us, today your disciple departs!" Then they each said to those nearby, "Fellow Daoists, take care!"

After speaking, they rushed laughing into the Demon Race’s ranks, self-detonating their Primordial Spirits along with the Demon Race, their expressions showing no regrets or resentments!

Sui Ren and the other Human Clan’s Eight Ancestors were in tears, suddenly standing up divinely, looking at the remaining fewer than a million Qinghua Mountain lineage Human Clan, and sighed to the sky, "Today our Human Clan thanks Holy Mother Nuwa, Holy Mother Earth, and Holy Father Qingmingzi for the blessing of creation, we will never forget!"

All the humans across the Primordial Heaven and Earth seemed to hear this voice, bowing three times toward Mount Buzhou and the East Sea. After the third bow, Heaven and Earth trembled, and Earth, Nuwa from Nuwa Palace, and Li Qingming from Penglai Island simultaneously felt a heartache, as if they had lost something.

Then, Sui Ren howled to the sky again, saying, "The Human Clan thanks the Holy Father for millennia of protection and teachings, we will never forget."

This time, Li Qingming truly came to his senses, feeling the Human Clan’s oath and knowing their sincere intentions, he felt heartache and helplessness at the same time. This was an inevitable great trial for the Human Clan under the Great Dao, and even Li Qingming couldn’t change anything.

Sui Ren did not finish yet, but continued howling, "The Human Clan of the Primordial, thanks all the great gods of the Primordial for their protection, we will never forget."

Countless Primordial Great Powers who were protecting the Human Clan felt the sincerity of the Human’s thoughts!

Finally, with blood radiance in his eyes, Sui Ren swore furiously, "By the Heavenly Dao, the Demon Race has slaughtered our Human Clan without reason, killing billions of our brethren! If we Humans survive this calamity today, we’ll annihilate the Demon Race in the future! From now on, Humans and Demons shall fight till death extents our lineage forever!"

"Boom!"

The sky erupted with an immense pressure, and thunder exploded, invisible threads of cause and effect tightly connecting the Human and Demon Races. An oath! The Human Clan’s oath!!

This statement instantly struck through the hearts of all beings in the Primordial world. This firm and fearless shout, though not loud, seemed to be drawn by some force, crossing time and space, spreading throughout the entire Primordial World, causing countless sighs, admiration, and somber reflections.

At this moment, all the Demons suddenly felt a burden of karma!

"This oath must have achieved its goal, if the Human Clan is not annihilated, then the Demon Race will face great disaster in the future." Thinking this, Di Jun threw the River Diagram and Luo Book, smashing it viciously towards the remaining Qinghua Mountain lineage Human Clan.

East Kunlun Mountain, Three Pure Ones Hall.

Tongtian, with anger surging, sat on the cushion and watched the scene in the Water Mirror, angrily said, "Big Brother, this Demon Race truly doesn’t recognize the heavenly fate! They repeatedly slaughter the Human Clan, attempting to completely destroy the Human Clan! Truly too bully."

Primordial’s eyes flashed with empathy as he sighed, "These billions of Human Clans, now only over thirty million remain! This calamity should end!"

"If the Human Clan wants to be the protagonist of Heaven and Earth, they must go through this hardship! But this catastrophe is too heavy for the Human Clan! Demons, huh, what a Demon Race!" Laozi’s face, usually serene and calm, now flushed red, his hair and beard all bristled.

"Big brother, it’s time to end this calamity!" Tongtian said urgently.

"Boom!" Saintly pressure erupted from Laozi, who became a Saint by establishing teachings for the Human Clan—if the Human Clan were to be extinct, Laozi would not only fail to advance his cultivation, but it would be good if he doesn’t fall to the Sub-Saint Realm.

"Master!" At this moment, Li Qingming appeared in the Three Pure Ones Hall, his eyes red and veins bulging on his forehead.

Primordial Venerable was somewhat astonished as he looked at Li Qingming and said, "Qingmingzi?"

Li Qingming, holding back his anger, knelt before Laozi and said, "Master, I am both the Holy Father of the Human Clan and the North Emperor of the Demon Race, so I cannot intervene in Human affairs! I ask Master to take action to stop further slaughter by the Demons!"

"Hasn’t the Human Clan lost enough billions of people, isn’t this calamity over yet? Enough, enough!" Laozi waved his hand, taking out a golden scroll and said, "Xuan Dou, take this token from your teacher to Longevity Mountain, order the Demon Race to stop the slaughter! If they stop timely, let it be; if they still intend to annihilate the Human Clan, don’t blame the Old Taoist for being ruthless!"

Xuan Dou, his face calm as water, nodded, stepped forward to take the scroll from Laozi’s hand, and descended to the Primordial.

Just as Di Jun’s River Diagram and Luo Book were about to strike the million of Qinghua Mountain lineage Human Clan, an ancient Tai Chi Diagram appeared above the heads of the Human Clan. It brushed the River Diagram and Luo Book aside.

Vaguely, with anger in his brows, Xuan Dou suddenly appeared above Longevity Mountain Wuzhuang Temple.

Before he could see clearly who was in front of him, Taiyi shouted anxiously, "Who is it, daring to meddle in the Demon Race’s business?"

"Boom!"

"From the seat of the Taiching Saint Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad, I am named Xuan Dou!" Xuan Dou stood above the void, unleashing the force of an early-stage Sub-Saint, unreservedly. In an instant, tens of thousands of miles were enveloped by this aura.

Di Jun and Taiyi’s pupils suddenly shrank, feeling uneasy. Having seen Xuan Dou several times before, they wondered why Laozi’s disciple had come here. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets; your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)