Chapter 157 After the War

A large number of powerful demons exploded, which also aroused the ferocity of the witches. Then countless powerful witches also exploded.

"Boom!"

"Boom!" "Boom!"...

The entire prehistoric world was shaken, the continent was broken, the void collapsed, the mountains and rivers were overturned, and the stars exploded. Countless powerful people from the three tribes died, the flames shot up to the sky, the sound was like thunder, and the earth was shaking.

"Asshole, even if you want to die, get out of here."

Xuantian saw this scene, his face suddenly changed, and he quickly sacrificed the martial tower, which quickly grew larger, gathering countless human races and putting them into the tower. Now the situation is critical, and he wants to save as many as he can. He doesn't want the human race to end here.

Seeing this, Kunpeng, the demon master of the demon clan, knew that the demon clan was doomed and irreversible. He quickly transformed into his original body, rolled up the two innate spiritual treasures of the River Map and Luoshu on the ground, and flew towards the North Sea.

"This..."

The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Jie Yin, Zhunti and other saints were stunned. First, Donghuang Taiyi was crippled and suppressed by Xuantian of the human race. Then, Di Jun and Zu Wu also decided the winner. Before they could react, they saw the demon emperor Di Jun self-destructing crazily. Then, countless demons followed Di Jun and self-destructed together. After that, it seemed that a chain reaction had occurred. The witches also self-destructed and dragged the other side to destruction.

Then, the sky collapsed, the stars shattered, and the floods flooded. One thing after another was too much to handle.

"Hiss!"

The Three Pure Ones and other saints and countless great masters who were paying attention to this battle took a breath. As far as they could see, there were only bloodstains, broken swords, and piles of corpses and remains. Only one in ten of the cultivators of the two races of witches and demons survived.

The cold wind was sobbing, and the sparse remaining cultivators of the three races, including the human race, were groaning and crying in suppression. The floods were flooding, and it was a desolate scene.

In the Wa Palace, Nuwa Saint suddenly shouted:

"Brother!"

Then, she glared at Yuanshi, and then her figure disappeared in the Wa Palace. Yuanshi's expression remained unchanged, and he took a step forward and also disappeared in the Wa Palace.

In the prehistoric times, Nuwa's figure quickly appeared. She waved her hand to turn the witches around her into ashes, and grabbed the center of the explosion. Suddenly, she grabbed a soul, which was the soul of Fuxi Demon Saint.

"Brother, how could this happen?"

Nuwa's eyes flashed with pain, and she looked at the residual soul in her hand with a blank look in her eyes.

Yuanshi's figure also appeared in the prehistoric times at this moment. He frowned as he looked at the devastated land, the rolling floods, and the mountains like volcanic eruptions.

At this moment, Taishang, Jieyin and other saints also appeared in the prehistoric world. Looking at the ruined prehistoric land, Taishang asked:

"Brother, what should we do?"

"Well, we will take action to quell the unrest in the prehistoric world and piece together the broken continents. As for the continental fragments that flow into the turbulence of time and space or the depths of the starry sky, let them develop as they please."

"Brother, what you said is very true."

"Good." Jieyin and others also agreed.

"Boom!"

Then, Yuanshi and other saints took action to quell the unrest. Yuanshi sacrificed the Chaos Bell, which turned into a big bell that suppressed the heavens. When the bell rang, it instantly suppressed the rioting earth, water, fire and wind, and the space turbulence that was constantly storming was also suppressed. Then, he used his great magic power to quell it.

Tai Shang offered the Tai Chi diagram, and a yin-yang Tai Chi diagram suddenly appeared in the sky, covering the sky, with yin and yang flowing and transforming each other, transforming and calming all the unrest around.

Jie Yin offered the Golden Lotus of Merit, and the light of merit flickered and shone down, saving all living beings, and saving the souls left behind on the battlefield and sending them to the netherworld.

Zhunti offered the Bodhi Dharma Image, and the power of wood circulated, creating vitality for all things.

Tong Tian offered the Four Swords of Zhu Xian, connecting the earth veins, dredging the river, calming the volcanoes, transforming the mountains and rivers, and reshaping the sun and the moon.

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It took the saints three whole days to reshape the ruined prehistoric world, making the earth shine again, the starry sky become bright again, and vitality descended on the world again.

However, the continent was broken after all, and the origin of the prehistoric world was damaged, causing the spiritual energy in the prehistoric world to regress. The spiritual energy in the prehistoric world changed from the chaotic spiritual energy at the beginning of the world to the innate spiritual energy in ancient times. Now, after this war, the spiritual energy has begun to transform into acquired spiritual energy.

There are still many fragments in the prehistoric world that flowed into the turbulence of time and space and disappeared. Among those fragments, there are still many creatures, including human beings, monsters, witches, demons, and other races. As time goes by, they will evolve into small thousand worlds or middle thousand worlds, and their civilization evolution and cultivation development will also be different.

Everything is developing towards an unknown field.

The impact of this war is far more than that. The two races of witches and liches are almost exterminated, and there are few people left. They have withdrawn from the stage of history. The rise of the human race is unstoppable.

Although both the wizard and the lich races were almost wiped out in this war, there were still some members left, especially the demon race, which still had over 100,000 members, and the wizard race had fewer members, but still had around 100,000 members. The most important thing was that the wizard race still had the two ancestor wizards Houyi and Xuanming, as well as top wizards such as Xingtian and Chiyou.

When Emperor Jun blew himself up, Xuanming, as a woman, was immediately protected by Emperor Jiang and the other three great witch ancestors after she knew she could not escape. Therefore, although she was seriously injured and dying, she was able to save her life. As for Houyi, it was because he was seriously injured before the war and did not participate in the war, so he saved his life.

Among the demon gods of the demon clan, only Bai Ze, Gui Che and others were left. As for the others, most of them have fallen.

Yuanshi, as the leader of all saints and the eldest brother of all, immediately said calmly: "Tell me, everyone, how should we deal with these remaining witches and monsters now?"

Jie Yin's face was full of sorrow, and he said: "The witches and monsters are fighting, and the lives of the people are in ruins. I pity that it is not easy for them to practice, so why not let me enlighten them, so as to remove their evil spirit and benefit the people."

Nu Wa was beside him. Hearing this, she cursed in her heart, so shameless, but said calmly:

"I'm afraid this trip is inappropriate. I am a saint of the monster tribe, and these monsters are my people. Why not let me detain them? I have a map of mountains, rivers, and states, which is just right for detaining these monsters and making them reflect on their mistakes."

Zunti said: "Since you are a saint, how can you punish them? I think the demons have a connection with my Western religion. Why don't you let me convert them and let them practice and accumulate good deeds so that they can achieve the Great Dao in the future."

Tongtian was straightforward and always looked down on Zhunti. After hearing what he said, he pointed at the remaining witches and said:

"Since you are so kind, why don't you take these witches? The witches are warlike and bloodthirsty. Keeping them will also be a disaster. Why don't you convert them?"

Western religion cultivates this life and the next. The witches have no primordial spirit. Once they die, their true spirits will be destroyed and they will not enter reincarnation. How can they cultivate Western magical powers?

Zhunti smiled slightly, not caring about Tongtian's embarrassment, and said with a smile: "I only save those who are destined to be saved in the West, but unfortunately the witch tribe is not destined to be with me. This is the fate, what can I do."

Tongtian smiled and said: "Daoyou Zhunti is really powerful. You save all living beings, why haven't you saved all the people in your own territory in the West?"

Zhunti and Jieyin looked gloomy. They knew that Tongtian was talking about the Jiemo Palace on Mount Taihua in the West. Since this war, the profound foundation of the Jiemo Palace has appeared in front of everyone, shocking many great masters of the prehistoric world.

"Are you worried about the remaining witch and monster tribes? Why not let me deal with it? Kill them all, how about it?"

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