The Fall of the Demon Race!

Chapter 87 The Fall of the Demon Race!

In the primordial world, the Six Sages of Heaven stood in the void.

The six saints exchanged glances, then looked down at the group of demons below, each with their own thoughts.

The Sage of Taiqing looked at Nuwa, and then slowly spoke.

"Junior Sister Nuwa, please handle this matter concerning the demon race yourself."

Upon hearing this, the Sage Nuwa glanced at the crowd, then at the remaining demons, and nodded in agreement.

"Thank you, Senior Brother. I will take care of the matter concerning the demon race now."

After speaking, the Sage Nuwa pondered for a moment, then looked at the Five Sages.

"Eldest brother, second brother, third brother, junior brother Jieyin, junior brother Zhunti, if you see anyone you like, you may take them with you."

Nuwa's words were meant to provide a way out for the demon race, since with her protection, they had nothing to worry about.

Upon hearing this, the Sage of Taiqing looked at the group of demons.

"Very well, I'm still missing a mount, so I'll find a demon saint to be my mount."

After the Sage Taiqing finished speaking, he directly chose a concave ox as his mount.

The Primordial Celestial looked at the group of demons and then directly chose a Qilin (a mythical creature) as his mount.

The Tongtian Sect Leader looked at the group of demons and also chose a large black bull as his mount.

The Sage of Reception and the Sage of Zhunti exchanged a glance. The Sage of Reception looked at the Sage of Nuwa and shook his head.

"Senior Sister Nuwa, I don't need a mount."

Saint Zhunti looked at the group of demons and then slowly spoke.

"Senior Sister Nuwa, may I select a few more to bring back to the Western Lands?"

The sage Nuwa nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

"Can!"

Upon seeing this, the Sage Zhunti immediately took a step forward and slowly spoke.

"Is there anyone willing to return with me to the Western lands?"

After the Sage Zhunti finished speaking, he looked at the group of demons and waited for their choice.

Upon hearing the words of the Sage Zhunti, all the demons began to ponder.

If one were to travel to the western lands, one would be under the care of a sage, and need not worry about one's safety.

At this moment, all the demons were deep in thought, making their own choices.

After a moment of silence, the demons made their decision, but only some of the demons with lower cultivation levels were willing to go to the Western Land with the Sage Zhunti.

These demons were all of low cultivation level, weak strength, and limited natural talent.

Seeing this, the sage Nuwa said no more, but looked at Kunpeng, Bai Ze and the ten demon gods.

"The demon race is divided into three parts. Kunpeng leads one part, Bai Ze and the ten demon gods lead another part, and the remaining part will return to the Daoist temple with me."

After the sage Nuwa finished speaking, Kunpeng and Bai Ze each looked at the demon army.

These demon armies all harbored thoughts of the demon race, believing that it would one day be revived and that they would once again contend for the primordial world.

After all, the glory of the demon race does not allow them to lose themselves.

Kunpeng looked at the sage Nuwa, pondered for a long time, and then spoke again.

"Empress Nuwa, the Tenth Prince is still in your sacred temple. We hope that you will teach him well, and we will wait for him in the primordial land to rebuild the glory of the demon race."

After Kunpeng finished speaking, the entire demon army shouted loudly.

"When the tenth prince returns, we will rebuild the glory of the demon race."

Upon hearing this, Nuwa looked at the group of demons and nodded in agreement.

"Kunpeng, Bai Ze, and the Ten Great Demon Gods, you should lead the demon army to recuperate well. Lu Ya will return one day."

After saying this, Nuwa looked at the other five sages and slowly spoke.

"Fellow disciples, now that this matter is settled, I will return to the Nuwa Palace."

Upon hearing this, Taiqing Laozi and the others nodded in agreement.

"Now that this matter is settled, we should return to the temple."

After saying this, Taiqing Laozi sat directly on the concave ox and headed back towards Shouyang Mountain.

Upon seeing this, Yuanshi Tianzun immediately mounted the Qilin and headed back towards Kunlun Mountain.

The Tongtian Sect Leader also rode directly onto the giant black ox and returned to Jin'ao Island.

The Sage of Amitabha and the Sage of Cundi returned to Mount Sumeru together, and the demons who were willing to follow them to the Western Land also went back with them.

Upon seeing this, the sage Nuwa led a portion of the demon race directly back to the Nuwa Palace.

Kunpeng and Bai Ze exchanged a glance, both revealing a hint of bitterness in their eyes.

"Ugh!"

"Things have come to this, so this is the only way."

"Bai Ze, I will lead a portion of the demon race back to the depths of the North Sea. You will lead the remaining demon race to the Hundred Thousand Mountains."

Bai Ze nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

"Demon Master, take a few of these ten demon gods with you to help manage the demon army."

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng resolutely refused.

"No need. I fear no one in the North Sea, but you need to be more careful on the primordial land. The Ten Demon Gods will accompany you in case of any unforeseen circumstances."

Upon hearing this, Bai Ze no longer refused.

Kunpeng glanced at the demon army, then led a portion of the demon army directly to the North Sea.

Bai Ze glanced at the demon army, then looked at the ten demon gods, his voice filled with melancholy.

"Let's go, let's go too. When the Tenth Prince returns, we will surely be able to return to the Heavenly Court."

As Bai Ze spoke, he glanced in the direction of the Heavenly Court, feeling utterly dejected.

Upon hearing this, the ten demon gods all looked towards the Heavenly Court, their eyes filled with gloom.

That place used to be their territory, the place where they established their power, but now, they can never go back.

The group was deeply disappointed. After taking a long look, they led their demon army to the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

They firmly believe that one day, under the leadership of the tenth prince Lu Ya, they will return to the Heavenly Court and reclaim the glory that belongs to the demon race.

The Three-Legged Golden Crow clan is the royal family in their hearts, and also the emperor in the heart of their myriad demon clans.

Wherever the sun shines, the Emperor's afterglow illuminates them.

They firmly believed that the Tenth Prince Lu Ya would surely lead them to rebuild the glory of the demon race.

After all, Lu Ya was the only remaining three-legged golden crow, the son of Emperor Jun, and the nephew of Donghuang Taiyi.

Filled with hope, the group of demons headed towards the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

After returning to Chuyuan Mountain, Chen Qing glanced at the primordial world and then shook his head helplessly.

"The two great overlords of the primordial world have fallen, but who knows which race will be the next overlord of the world."

Upon hearing this, the mirage dragon silently shook its head.

"Yes, we don't know which race will be the next overlord of the world. The struggle for supremacy in the primordial world was truly fierce."

Upon hearing this, Chen Qing remained silent, merely gazing indifferently at the primordial world.

At this moment, he was pondering how the human race could succeed in becoming the overlord of the primordial world.

After all, the most powerful races among the myriad races of the primordial world, the demon race and the witch race, have fallen into decline, but there are still other powerful races, and it is extremely difficult for the human race to stand out from the crowd.

(End of this chapter)