Chapter 80: The Demons Leave Heaven! Nuwa Enters Reincarnation

Honghuang Heaven!

Heaven.

In the court hall, Ying Zhao looked at the big and small cats in the hall where thousands of monsters used to come to pay homage, and was full of confusion.

Although the two tribes of witches and liches died together in the battle of Buzhou Mountain, and none of them survived.

But...

Even in the final decisive battle, the two tribes of witches and liches would never come out in full force.

This is true for the monsters, and the witches are also true.

"Bai Ze, you are the smartest among us. What do you think our monsters should do next?" Ying Zhao asked Bai Ze who was standing aside.

Hearing Ying Zhao's words, Jiuying, Shangyang, and Guiche who were standing aside all looked at Bai Ze in confusion.

Bai Ze was silent.

The monsters that used to be so powerful in Honghuang, now only have five monster generals left to guard the heaven and the territory.

There are only a few dozen demon gods left under his command.

All five of them are quasi-saints, plus dozens of Daluo demon gods. To be honest, although they cannot be compared with the prosperous demon clan.

But in the prehistoric world, they are not a small force. In addition, the base camp of the heavenly realm has not been damaged much, at least it is enough to support the current demon clan.

But...

The belief of the two demon clans, Emperor Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, has fallen, and the pillars of the demon clan, such as Empress Xihe, Demon Master Kunpeng, Emperor Xi Fuxi, etc., have all died.

The demon clan... is like the confused Ying Zhao, and the soul is lost!

Before Bai Ze can speak, two extremely powerful auras suddenly enveloped the entire thirty-six heavens from outside the heaven.

"Enemy attack!"

"How brave!"

In an instant, the remaining demon clans in the heavenly realm were all furious regardless of their cultivation, and they set up demonic winds and black clouds to fly out.

Outside the heavenly realm, there are two cultivators, one male and one female.

The man looked majestic, angry without being imposing, with a strong imperial dragon aura flowing around him. The woman wore a phoenix crown and looked elegant and noble.

Who else could these two be but Haotian and Yaochi?

Suspended in the air, Haotian and Yaochi looked at the distant heaven.

Although the scattered little monsters looked a little dilapidated, it can be seen that the foundation of this heaven is still very good.

Even though this is the lowest level of the thirty-six heavens, the two people can't find too many problems with their eyesight cultivated in the Saint's Palace.

"This heaven is really a treasure land!" Haotian nodded with satisfaction.

"It's very good!" Yaochi was also satisfied.

Looking at the heaven, the two people have begun to imagine the future grandeur of the heaven.

As for the monsters in the heaven?

Neither Haotian nor Yaochi took it seriously.

After coming out of Ao Changsheng's dojo, they immediately found a place to take two top-grade Huangzhongli.

The two were originally enlightened by Hongjun, and their cultivation was guided by Hongjun all the way. The solid foundation of their cultivation is almost the best in the prehistoric world.

Therefore, most of the Huangzhongli medicinal power was transformed into the potential of the two, allowing the two to reach the eleventh level from the original tenth-grade qualification.

They are only one step away from the twelfth-grade attainment of the Tao.

Moreover, with the help of this opportunity, with the aura of catastrophe that permeated the prehistoric world at this time, the two of them worked hard and directly cut out their own evil corpses.

At this time, both of them were quasi-saints who cut two corpses, and they were carrying several top-grade innate spiritual treasures bestowed by Hongjun.

As for the remaining remnants of the demon clan, they did not take them seriously at all.

In the heaven, the furious demon gods and demon generals all appeared in front of the South Heaven Gate, looking at the man and woman hanging in the air outside.

The originally furious look gradually turned solemn.

"Cut the two corpses of the quasi-saint!" Bai Ze's solemn and low voice accurately reached the ears of every demon god and demon saint.

The monsters who had guessed in their hearts were stunned, and even many of them showed fear in their hearts.

In the prehistoric world, except for the saints, no quasi-saint claimed to have killed three corpses.

A quasi-saint who killed two corpses is an absolute peak powerhouse in the vast prehistoric world.

Even in the peak period of the monster race, there were only five quasi-saints who killed two corpses, namely Di Jun, Tai Yi, Xi He, Kun Peng, and Fu Xi.

"Who are you? What are you doing in my monster race heaven?" Ying Zhao stepped forward and said in a deep voice.

"Respect the Daoist Ancestor and the decrees of the Saints!"

"The Heavenly Court is the orthodox prehistoric world, and should guide the prehistoric world, protect the operation of the Heavenly Dao, and the prosperity of the prehistoric world."

"However, the demons are immoral and started a war without authorization. In the battle between the witch and the demon, they detonated the demon formation, causing the collapse of Mount Buzhou and almost overturning the prehistoric world."

"This heaven, the Heavenly Court, you demons are no longer worthy of being the masters." Haotian's voice resounded throughout the Heavenly Court, and at the same time, a majestic aura enveloped the hearts of every demon.

It made them terrified.

"Impossible!"

The demon commander Shang Yang shouted in disbelief: "The decrees of the Daoist Ancestor and the decrees of the Saints, I don't believe it, and my demon saint Nuwa Niangniang will never agree to this."

"This is the decree of the Saints, you leave the Heavenly Court as soon as possible!"

Haotian ignored the demons who shouted their disbelief, and a decree with a strong holy power emerged in his hand.

The different holy powers emanating from it fully demonstrated that this decree was definitely not established by a certain saint.

And among them...

The aura of Nuwa, the "saint" of the demon clan, made many demon clans despair.

"So what if he is a saint? This heaven is the heaven of my demon clan, and this heaven is also the heaven of my demon clan!" The furious voice of the demon commander Jiuying suddenly sounded.

"The Zhoutian Xingdou formation, rise!"

Jiuying shouted loudly, and his quasi-saint magic power poured into the heavenly formation without reservation.

Awakened by Jiuying's roar, the surrounding demon commanders and dozens of demon gods were unwilling to give up, and poured their magic power into the heavenly formation with all their strength.

In an instant, the heavenly formation, which was originally only a hazy layer, suddenly became clear, and the starlight from the stars above the sky was continuously absorbed into it.

This heavenly formation was the Zhoutian Xingdou formation laid out during the heyday of the demon clan. Even if the demon clan was defeated at this time, there was the heaven and the stars.

Their heaven would not be lost.

Feeling the protection of the familiar Zhoutian Xingdou formation, the originally panicked demons were all wrapped in a strong sense of security.

Each of them looked unyieldingly at Haotian, Yaochi and... the decree exuding holy power outside the heaven.

"Hmph! Obstinate and stubborn."

Haotian snorted coldly at the unyielding demons and directly activated the decrees of the saints in his hand.

Then, a vast force that could not be described in words emerged from the decree and swept towards the heaven.

The demons touched and wrapped by the force all disappeared directly in the heaven.

In just a moment, the great force enveloped the entire thirty-six heavens of the heaven.

All the monsters, whether small or big, or the Great Luo Demon God Quasi-Saint Demon General, disappeared without a trace at this time.

Of course...

The saints naturally would not wipe out the remnants of these demons because of their status. They just drove these monsters out of the heaven and sent them into the prehistoric world.

Looking at the empty heaven without a single demon, Haotian and Yaochi entered together and began the road to rebuild the heaven.

At the same time.

The prehistoric underworld.

The figures of the saints Nuwa and Pingxin appeared outside the six reincarnations.

"Sister Nuwa, the witch-lich era has not yet ended, and the aura of the catastrophe permeates the prehistoric world. Do you really want Fuxi to reincarnate into the human race at this time?" Hou Tu said with a puzzled look.

"Yes!"

Nuwa nodded, and a hazy spiritual light flew out of her hand, flying towards the human path in the six reincarnations.

"Only during this period of confusion for the human race, leading the human race to rise, defeating the witch-lich, and defeating the prehistoric races, can you be called the emperor of the human race!"

Nuwa looked at the eyes of Fuxi's true spirit with a strong expectation.

On the side, Pingxin raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard about defeating the witch-lich.

Although he was no longer a witch, Pingxin still felt a little uncomfortable when he heard Nuwa's words, and said softly.

"Sister Nuwa, although the human race is the protagonist of the next era, this era still belongs to the era of witches and liches. It is not so easy to dominate the prehistoric world in this era."

"It is not easy, so we have to do it at this time..."

Nuwa looked at the true spirit of Fuxi who had entered the reincarnation, and turned her right hand, and a small world appeared in Nuwa's hand.

In this small world, hundreds of millions of human beings were scattered into countless tribes and lived there, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, which was extremely peaceful.

Suddenly...

In that small world, countless light spots kept flying out from it, spreading out, filling up half of the six reincarnations.

"These are..."

Pingxin was startled, looking at the true spirits in the sky, and couldn't help showing a look of surprise.

"These are the true souls of the human race!" Nuwa said softly.

"It contains all the first generation of humans, and most of the first five generations of humans... Although the first generation of humans have lost their bodies, the souls of the first generation of humans..."

Nuwa did not continue, but a smile gradually appeared on her face.

Pingxin, who was standing aside, was a little silent.

As a saint, she could naturally see the talents of these souls.

Although most of them were ordinary human souls, the number of souls of the first five generations of humans was definitely not small.

With the reincarnation of these large numbers of ordinary human souls, the number and quality of the human race will definitely usher in a big explosion.

The rise of the human race is already unstoppable!

She naturally recognized the source of the small world in Nuwa's hand. It was the barrier that Nuwa set up around the human race to protect the human race tens of thousands of years ago.

But...

Who would have thought that Nuwa actually left a backup plan at that time.

"Sister Nuwa can see far!" Pingxin said faintly.

Hearing Pingxin's words, Nuwa turned her head and smiled, saying softly: "Sister, I am the first saint to become a saint after Master Hongjun."

Hearing Nuwa's words, Pingxin was slightly startled and remembered.

Nuwa became a saint a thousand years before Laozi, the second saint.

During that thousand years, in the prehistoric world, there was only Nuwa, a saint, besides Hongjun Daozu, who was in harmony with the way of heaven and ignored worldly affairs.

Although a thousand years is short, Pingxin is also a saint, so she naturally knows how the saints use their methods. A thousand years is enough to arrange countless back-up plans.

Thinking of this, Pingxin's eyes looking at Nuwa also changed slightly.

However, at this time, she and Nuwa are allies, and Nuwa's strength is naturally not a bad thing for her.

Besides, isn't it just a back-up plan?

It's like no one has it.