The villain of Kuaishou is my treasure

The prehistoric world returned to its state before the disaster.

All the powerful ones went back to their homes, found their mothers, and practiced on their own.

The collapsed pillar with its core dug out has turned into a series of dangerous peaks. More than a hundred important members of the Five Saints, Xiji and Witch tribes, as well as some demon tribes, remain there.

The demons' faces were all weathered.

The consequences of the big mistakes made by the demon race have begun to show. Over the past hundred years, fewer and fewer animals have become intelligent in the prehistoric world. Some of the small demons with low magic power have gradually degenerated and turned into wild beasts again. If the big demons want to continue practicing, they must endure the heavenly calamity...

In this way, the demon clan is blocked from three channels at the same time: upper, middle and lower.

This has touched their roots.

The future of the demon race is destined to be full of suffering.

The situation of the Witch Clan, which bore 60% of the consequences of the disaster of repairing the sky, is even worse than that of the Demon Clan. The Demon Clan is the future of suffering, but the Witch Clan, if either fails, will have no future.

The witch clan also suffered the same causal consequences as the demon clan, but what made them even worse off than the demon clan was that they did not have the original god.

You have to know that the Wu clan is a race that cultivates their physical bodies and they do not have souls.

The big monsters died. Unless they were like Di Jun and the ten little Golden Crows, whose souls and bodies were completely destroyed, those dead monsters could practice the ghost way created by the Wuliang Saint and become ghost cultivators.

But the Wu clan has no soul.

No spirit means no soul.

They are dead, and that's it!

In the continuous mountains, Hou Tu is the only remaining ancestor of the Twelve Witch Ancestors - yes, in the past hundred years, those surviving Witch Ancestors have all been punished by heaven and died.

Of the twelve witch ancestors, only Hou Tu is left.

"Is there still a way out for my Wu clan?"

"My brothers are gone. Now, I am the only one left to support the Wu clan. Will we be like the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn? Or will we be wiped out?"

"There are fifty great ways, forty-nine of which are derived from heaven, and only one is hidden by man!"

"The demon race has Chang'e patching up the sky, which is a compensation for one thing. Although the future is humble and difficult, we can finally survive. Then where is the 'last ray of hope' for our witch race?"

Hou Tu's eyes were full of tears.

"We made a big mistake with the demon tribe."

"The ten little golden crows, Emperor Jun, Taiyi, Chang'e, the nine demon commanders, Houyi, Kuafu, and my brothers, they are all dead. The witches are crying, and all the demons are mourning. We are certainly sad, but what about those who died in the war between witches and demons, and died in the disaster of the sky leak? What was their fault?"

"How many lives have been lost in this disaster? They did nothing wrong, but they lost their lives in vain? Why?"

"Survival of the fittest, the strong prey on the weak, is that right?"

"Is this fair?"

Hou Tu's eyes were filled with sorrow and doubt. She looked at the people and murmured to herself, "It's destined!"

"Is it reasonable that the fate is determined at birth?"

Among all living things, some are born as humans, some are born as immortals, some are born as spirits, and some are even born as gods!

Just like their twelve witch ancestors, who occupied the most flesh and blood in Zhiyuan, they were born the strongest, like the ten little golden crows, who were born the most spiritual beings in heaven and earth, and obviously did not have much cultivation, but with their physical bodies and their innate magical powers alone, they were able to cause the tragic situation of ten suns in the sky.

Is this reasonable?

"I, what should I do?"

Hou Tu's face was pale, and her heart seemed to be filled with fog. Although the thoughts were in her mind, they could not come out.

She pondered over it, and tried every possible means to find the answer.

Suddenly, between heaven and earth, two words came from somewhere, "Reincarnation..."

"Reincarnation?"

"What do you mean?" The God of War was stunned, looking puzzled.

Hou Tu's eyes sparkled, as if she had been enlightened by something. She suddenly said, "That's right, reincarnation, reincarnation!"

"The soul is reborn, reincarnated, and everything starts over again!"

"In this life, you are a fairy, and in the next life, you will be a human. After thousands of lives, all things will be fair!"

"This is our witch clan's only hope of survival!!"

Hou Tu spoke in a deep voice, and transformed into a true body of the Wu clan that was thousands of feet tall. She stood between heaven and earth and swore, "Heaven is above, and the wilderness is below. Today, the war between witches and demons has caused the collapse of the pillars of heaven and the catastrophe of the sky leaking, which has caused the suffering of all living beings. I, the twelve ancestors of the Wu clan, feel deeply sorry. Now I occasionally feel that the heaven and earth are incomplete, the wilderness is unfair, and the souls of ghosts are wandering around the heaven and earth and cannot rest. I, Hou Tu, am willing to follow the actions of the creator god Zhiyuan in the past and transform myself into the six reincarnations to make up for the heaven and earth!"

After saying this, she lowered her head and looked at the younger generations of the Eye Wu Clan. Her face was full of reluctance, but she still said solemnly: "Please listen to the heavens. The six realms of reincarnation will be established because of me!"

As soon as he spoke, the earth began to shake. The thousand-foot-tall Wu Zu radiated golden light all over her body, illuminating the entire prehistoric world. In the sky, the shadows of ancient buildings could be vaguely seen...

The King of Hell's Palace, the Naihe sedan chair, the revolving platform, and the Weak Water River all appeared one by one, and the six black holes were also hidden under the Samsara Palace.

The eighteen levels of hell appear.

Then, the shadow in the sky slowly descended and flew into the underworld.

At the same time, all living creatures in the entire prehistoric world also vaguely understood the role of reincarnation.

Those souls who died in the war between wizards and liches and the disaster of repairing the sky, but were unable to practice the way of the ghosts and could only float alone in the human world, eventually entered the underworld.

At the top of the mountain, the remaining witches looked at the last great man in the tribe who was devoting himself to their future. They all wiped their tears and said nothing more. They bowed to the saints and then staggered away.

The five saints said goodbye to each other and left.

As for Xiji, he also bore the heavy consequences, so he fled to the coast of the North Sea, and was captured alive by Heipangpang and 9527.

After so many years of cultivation in the prehistoric continent, Black Fatty and 9527 have improved a lot, but they are still not able to capture a quasi-saint alive. However, who let Xiji bear the consequences? His power has regressed by 9527%. If Black Fatty and catch him, they will have a sure thing...

[Found it, found it! 】

In the emerald green world, 9527 and Black Fatty threw the chaotic energy that had been forced into a round pill shape - that is, Xiji - to Xiao Rao.

Xiao Rao took it and lowered her eyes to look at Tiandao, which was also molded into the shape of a pill.

She looked straight at Zhiyuan.

[How is it? Is there anything else you need? ]

[No more missing!] Zhi Yuan pursed his lips and smiled.

Over the years, he has gradually absorbed a lot of chaotic spiritual energy. Although his body... cannot be restored to the body of the Creator God, it is strong enough, and the power of his soul is even more prosperous. However, he is an outsider after all, and although he is strong, he is not stable enough.

So, Raorao captured the Heavenly Dao and the Heavenly Saint for him!

These are enough for him to strengthen his foundation!

In other words, after absorbing the Heavenly Dao and the Western Pole today, he can truly rebuild himself!

【let's start! 】

Zhi Yuan smiled faintly and swallowed the two 'pills' into his stomach.