Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Geng Chen had been waiting for this moment for thousands of years.
In ancient times, the demon race roamed the world, reigning supreme as gods. From the very beginning of their existence, their understanding was that strength was paramount. Weak races could only eke out a living, while powerful races like the Yinglong could summon wind and rain, and destroy the world with a mere flick of their wrist.
There were many powerful demons like the Yinglong clan. They lived freely and roamed the world. No demon had ever thought that such unbridled days would come to an end.
Their immense power made them proud and arrogant, believing themselves to be superior to other races. But in reality, under the laws of heaven, the sorcerers or demons are no different from humans and other weak and lowly races.
The course of Heaven is constant; it does not exist for Yao, nor does it perish for Jie.
Under the Way of Heaven, all living beings are the same.
At that time, Geng Chen did not have a deep understanding of these two sentences. Even when Bai Ze came to his door for a private talk with him and his brother, mentioning the divination and prophecy with great concern, and talking about the continuation and future of the clan, he did not fully believe it.
The demon race has been passed down for thousands of years, and their power is unmatched. What can even the Heavenly Dao do to them?
He was young and impetuous, and thought that Bai Ze was worrying too much.
Can a single divination result determine the fate of an entire clan?
That’s a joke!
His elder brother clearly shared the same attitude; while he did not openly oppose it, he also did not agree with Bai Ze’s suggestion.
Bai Ze said that the moon wanes when it is full, and water overflows when it is full. The Witch God clan has reached its peak, and if it does not restrain itself, it will decline from its peak and may even face extinction.
If we prepare earlier, we might be able to avoid it; otherwise, it will be very difficult to turn things around.
His elder brother asked Bai Ze: How can we avoid this?
Bai Ze said: “Sever all contact, destroy the sorcerer god, and hide in the four extreme places for three thousand years before the problem can be solved.”
The upper and lower realms were originally one chaotic realm. It was the great god Pangu who separated heaven and earth, thus creating the distinction between heaven and earth. After Pangu died, he transformed into heaven and earth and all things, nourishing the earth. As a result, the demon race flourished, and other races also rose up, living together on the same land.
However, with the flourishing of a species comes inevitable conflict.
The Witch God Clan was born between heaven and earth, and their power was naturally stronger than that of other races. They naturally became the leader of all races, while the other races could only rely on the Witch God Clan for survival.
Even the name of the Witch God Clan was a name that came about later.
The earliest sorcerers were born of nature and did not have a unified tribal name. It was only later, as they grew stronger, that the name “witch god” came into being to distinguish them from lowly and weaker tribes.
Some tribes, disgusted by inferior races and unwilling to get involved in the conflicts of the lower realm, even migrated to the upper realm, which was not easily accessible to weaker races, and truly lived out the arrogant appearance of “gods”.
At that time, they did indeed regard themselves as gods.
Bai Ze, however, wanted them to “sever all ties with heaven and earth, cease calling themselves witch gods, and even seek refuge in the desolate four extreme regions,” which at the time was nothing short of a fantasy.
So in the end, Bai Ze returned disappointed.
But he seemed to have foreseen this outcome, and sighed as he said to his brother, “I had foreseen that this trip would not go well, but I still wanted to try my best. But now it seems that this is all an inevitable fate. I will come again when Chi You appears. I hope you will change your minds then.”
After saying that, he quietly left.
At the time, they didn’t understand what “Chi You” was. After pondering it for a while, they still had no clue and put Bai Ze’s words out of their minds.
Many years passed after that, and Bai Ze never appeared again. Meanwhile, the Yellow Emperor and the Yan Emperor fought a great battle at Banquan. The Yan Emperor was defeated, and the Yellow Emperor subdued the Yan Emperor’s tribe, thus unifying the demon race.
The Yellow Emperor was powerful, but not arrogant. He lived in the lower realm and never looked down on weak races. He learned from the development of various races and formulated many rules, which made the demon race grow stronger and more prosperous. Some tribes that had surrendered under the original Yan Emperor also became stronger.
Among them, the Jiuli tribe was the most powerful, and its new leader, Chi You, had become famous in both worlds for his formidable strength.
The name Chi You reminded him and his brother of the past.
They tried to find Bai Ze to get to the bottom of things, but they couldn’t find any trace of him. Not long after, they heard that the Jiuli tribe was becoming increasingly arrogant, and their leader, Chi You, had repeatedly provoked them, showing signs of disloyalty.
Then came the unexpected battle for supremacy.
Chi You’s strength was far greater than rumored; he could take on a hundred men single-handedly, and even the Yellow Emperor was no match for him. Wherever the Jiuli tribe went, the old rules were abolished, and each tribe revered strength, resulting in widespread slaughter. The short-lived peace was completely shattered, and restless tribes took advantage of the chaos, slaughtering many weaker tribes, seemingly fulfilling Bai Ze’s prophecy.
Bai Ze, whom they had been searching for, returned with a letter from the Yellow Emperor seeking help.
He looked much more haggard and weak than before, his brows furrowed, and he sighed heavily: “The divination has changed, and the Witch God Clan has no way out. If they want to defy fate, they can only cut off their tails to survive.”
Bai Ze said: Fate has been decided and cannot be changed.
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