The twenty-first tribe gathered at Mount Zhou

  For a hundred years, Kunpeng solidified its own boundary. Although it has not yet reached the state of quasi-saintly great perfection, it is not far off either. In the past hundred years, Kunpeng obtained the pre-heavenly treasure from the Taiyin Star and absorbed enough spiritual energy in this great catastrophe to fully form itself. It only needs to wait for the opportunity to cut off its evil thoughts.

  Kunpeng was shocked as soon as he came out, and his heart was in a state of turmoil. He calculated with one finger, and suddenly became furious. The demon tribe had severely injured Wu Dao while killing the human tribe. If it weren't for the protection of his merits, Wu Dao would have probably died already. Emperor Jun's actions had brought the demon tribe to the brink of disaster. In his past life as a human, Kunpeng had strong feelings towards the human tribe. Although he knew that the human tribe had to go through this tribulation, when faced with it, he still couldn't help but feel some reluctance.

  In this hundred-year period, the human race has been reduced to almost nothing, with white bones scattered everywhere. The flesh and souls of humans have all been taken away by those demons for their sacrificial rituals, leaving behind only these discarded bones. Everyone is gathering at the original residence of the human race, where only Wu Dao remains to guard it. Although he is severely injured, he has several spiritual treasures protecting him, so as long as he doesn't encounter a few of the more powerful demons, he can still cope. However, one man's strength is limited, and he cannot be in two places at once.

  Watching the human tribe suffer countless casualties, everyone's heart is in agony, but the Holy Mother of the human tribe only collects incense and offerings in peacetime. When the great calamity of the human tribe arrives, she has not appeared at all. Even the Taishang Laojun, who claims to be the supreme ruler of the human tribe, has disappeared without a trace. Only one person, Wudao Zhenren, a disciple of the Shengshi Gate, is guarding the human tribe. Everyone else has no good solution and can only sigh day and night.

  The way is deeply felt in these days, Kunpeng closes himself in the first human settlement. If humans can gather here, they can borrow Kunpeng's power to protect everyone from worry. Humans have no other way to think, and the heart is dead horse and should be treated as a living horse doctor. So he ordered everyone to move to the first human settlement, Mount Zhuolu.

  The human race finally saw a glimmer of hope, and with hope came strength. So, people supported the elderly and carried the young, forming a long dragon-like stream of people rushing towards Mount Buzhou.

  The Demon Emperor Jun and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi sat in the Demon Palace, watching with cold eyes as everything unfolded among humans. The Kunpeng of Mount Buzhou were not something they feared. They only wanted to wait until the humans gathered at Mount Buzhou before making a move to wipe them out, and then the sword would be theirs for the taking. For now, the two simply exchanged glances and smiled, so they didn't send any powerful demons to pursue the migrating humans, but instead sent some small groups of minor demons to harass them.

  Thus, people of the Youmin tribe came one after another to Mount Buzhou, all kneeling on the ground and crying out: "Holy Master, save us!"

  The Wu tribe, inside the ancestral temple of Wu, a statue of Pangu is enshrined. The twelve great ancestors of Wu sit around Emperor Jiang, each with a solemn expression!

  The demon clan was busy with their own affairs, but they had an old rival in the witch clan. When Zong Wu heard that the demon clan was refining a sword specifically designed to deal with the witch clan, called the "Witch-Slaying Sword", he became enraged. The ancestors of the witch clan were furious and shouted for war, wanting to destroy the Demon Emperor's palace and raze it to the ground.

  Di Jiang simply waved his hand, looked up at the longbow in front of the statue of Pangu, and sighed: "If someone from our Wu tribe can draw this bow of the Father God, what's the use even if they can refine this sword?"

  Everyone was speechless, but Xuan Ming's thoughts were meticulous and he had many ideas. He said: "Now the human race is fleeing to Kunpeng in Mount Buzhou. Although Kunpeng is also a member of the demon clan, it can be seen from last time that there are contradictions between him and the demon clan. He has always been protecting the human race and is not an easy person to deal with. The demon clan's behavior will inevitably lead to conflict with him. Let's wait and see what happens, and when they both suffer a defeat, we'll reap the benefits."

  Everyone in the room thought it was a great idea, but Emperor Jiang just said: "This is very good, we will go and prepare well, when that Kunpeng and the demon clan people start fighting, we will directly kill towards the Heavenly Court, and must kill all the demon clan people at once."

  The human tribe gathered at Mount Buzhou, but the vastness of the desolate wilderness was too great. With the blockade in front and the pursuing army behind, the crowd walked for dozens of years before finally arriving at Mount Buzhou. At this time, the human population had decreased from tens of millions to less than one million people.

  After everyone arrived, the demon clan also started to act. The Demon Emperor Jun gave a command, and thousands of demon soldiers and generals rushed from all directions, surrounding the Zhōu Mountain, not even a mosquito could fly out.

  The Demon Emperor Jun was sitting high on the clouds, with the Xuanwu sword about to be refined. The unification of the demon tribe in Honghuang seemed to be within sight, and it was only natural that he was triumphant. Beside him sat the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, but behind them were the two great beasts of Honghuang, Taowu and Kuqiu. Another quasi-saintly cultivator of the demon tribe, Fuxi, was in the future. As the elder brother of Nüwa, the holy mother of humanity, Fuxi would not slaughter the masses of humanity, and neither would Emperor Jun or Eastern Emperor Taiyi force him to do so.

  Di Jun beckoned with his hand, and Dong Huang Tai Yi stepped forward, shouting at Wu Dao: "Wu Dao, your master Kun Peng is also a member of the demon tribe. Why must you sacrifice your life for those insignificant humans? Today, hand over everyone, and the Demon Emperor will spare your life out of consideration for your shared demonic heritage!"

  The Way of Enlightenment was furious and suddenly laughed, saying: "Dong Huang Tai Yi, you secretly calculated my master that day. Today, you use this conspiracy to kill the human race again, causing tens of millions of innocent people to die miserably. The law of heaven is cyclical, and retribution will not be absent. One day, you will definitely die without a place to bury your body."

  Di Jun had always wanted to refine the Lie Wu sword earlier, but now he was too distracted. With a wave of his large hand, he said: "Ignorant child, you also dare to speak of bravery? Men, kill him for me!"

  In an instant, the magical artifacts of millions of demon soldiers and generals poured down on Mount Buzhou like raindrops, which Wudao guarded. Wudao was only at the Golden Immortal level and could barely withstand the attacks of the crowd with the help of a few pre-heavenly spiritual treasures.

  The Eastern Emperor Taiyi, seeing this, was somewhat displeased. He waved his hand and the demons stopped their attack. Then he raised the Hunyuan Bell with one hand and struck it once. A deep, ancient bell sound echoed across the vast expanse of Honghuang, and the sound went straight to Wudao's surge.

  While Wudao, who was struggling to hold on, heard the sound of the bell, he felt as if a knife was twisting in his heart, and with a "pu" sound, a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out. He fell straight to the ground, his life or death unknown. The millions of people of the Human Tribe who were protected by Wudao were like sheep waiting to be slaughtered, sitting amidst the ruins.

  Looking at the human spirits lying on the ground, the demons seemed to have seen the most delicious food, and they all burst out laughing, their laughter echoing through the vast wilderness, making people who heard it extremely uncomfortable.

  And the saints who were watching from outside, upon hearing the laughter of the demons, couldn't help but frown and thought to themselves that the demon tribe was so arrogant and domineering, no wonder they weren't favored by the heavens. They became even more determined to take this opportunity to destroy the demon tribe's luck, even if it meant sacrificing all of humanity.

  The human tribe had become a turtle in an urn, and could no longer stir up great waves. Therefore, the demon emperor Di Jun was not in a hurry to give the order to behead these humans. He wanted to take this opportunity to show off his boundless power, letting all the people of the vast wilderness know that he, the demon emperor Di Jun, was not someone to be trifled with. Although the demon emperor Di Jun had the intention of showing off his own power, his subordinates, a group of demons, were already gazing at the humans with strange lights in their eyes and drooling, displaying an impatient and eager appearance.

  The crowd of people gazed at the scene, thinking that today they would be unable to escape with their lives. Every person had a resolute gaze, sitting upright and silently behind the leader of the human tribe, Zhu Rong. Not a single sound was uttered. After a hundred years of fleeing for their lives, those who remained were incredibly resilient.

  At this time, the eyes of Suirenshi were filled with resolute light. He led the crowd to first bow to the void and said: "This one bow is to pay respects to our human tribe's Holy Mother Nuwa Niangniang. We humans are all created by Niangniang, although our tribe has suffered this great calamity, Niangniang has ignored it, losing the way of a mother. However, the virtue of giving us life we will never forget. From now on, after this one bow, our human tribe will stand on its own and no longer have anything to do with her."

  Tian Dao heard the words of Sui Ren Shi, and suddenly a strong gust of wind arose on Mount Zhuo, causing the vital energy between Nüwa and humanity to be severed.

  Immediately afterwards, the Human Sovereign led everyone to pay homage to Mount Buzhou, saying: "This one bow is to our human tribe's sacred teacher Kunpeng Daozhang. From the birth of our human tribe, the sacred teacher has shared joys and sorrows with us, carrying out the task of teaching and transforming. The sacred teacher has shown great kindness and virtue towards our human tribe, and we will never dare forget it. Our human tribe will worship the sacred teacher for generations to come, listening to his commands."

  The heavenly change that had just occurred was not yet over, and upon hearing the words of Suiren, another strange phenomenon took place. From then on, the fate of Kunpeng became closely tied to that of humanity.

  The Lord of the Sui led the human tribe to complete these two bows, and then sat down on the spot, silent and speechless. The people behind him also fell silent, sitting upright without a word, looking death in the face, quietly waiting for the impending death.

  At this moment, the heaven and earth suddenly fell silent, every soul was shocked, those demons who were laughing just now also didn't make a sound, Emperor Jun, the demon king, looked solemn, the words of Fuxi had caused a change in the heavenly way, which made Emperor Jun feel uneasy.

  Those saints who were watching from outside the sky were all filled with shame, especially the Taishang Laojun, the leader of the human teaching. Just now when the humans bowed twice, not a single word was mentioned about him. He thought to himself that he claimed to be the leader of the human teaching and had taught humanity, but if he didn't receive recognition from humanity, what was the point?

  Nüwa was even more tearful, although the human tribe had severed ties with her because of this, but all of this was her own choice, and it was not the fault of the human tribe. Moreover, since the birth of the human tribe, they had always worshiped her, so how could her actions be worthy of the incense and fire that the human tribe had offered to her? Her heart was also filled with shame.

  At this moment, Zu Wu Hou Tu, who was watching the battle outside Mount Buzhou, was also stirred and surging in her heart. She thought to herself that it's no wonder the human tribe could develop so rapidly, with a subtle momentum of becoming the third largest tribe in the vast wilderness, although they lived humbly, but still had their own dignity!

  The Demon Emperor Jun, although somewhat uneasy in his heart, could no longer do anything about it at this point. He simply waved his hand forward and ordered the demon army to attack. In an instant, two enormous creatures flew towards the human tribe - these were the two great ferocious beasts of the Primordial Chaos, Taotie and Qiongqi.