Primordial Era: I am the First Green Ox, the Senior Brother of the Three Religions

Chapter 255 Forging the Witch-Slaying Sword! An 8-Layer Hell Model!

Huang Tian nodded, looking thoughtful.

After thinking for a moment, he said in a deep voice:

"There is likely someone who did this intentionally."

"It is even highly likely that this is an organized and premeditated action against our human race."

At this point, Huang Tian shifted his gaze, looking directly at Suiren Zu, and continued:

"The Ancestor of Suiren".

"I would like to request that you personally lead a team to investigate the various missing human tribes."

"We must thoroughly investigate and clarify the matter of people mysteriously disappearing!"

Upon hearing the imperial decree, Suiren Zu immediately bowed and accepted the order:

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

……

At this time, in the Heavenly Realm of the Demon Clan, in a hidden place isolated by layers of formations.

Inside, malevolent energy soared to the sky, and a blood mist shrouded the area.

It was observed that all the missing human beings had been brought here.

Under the escort of the demon race, these human beings were driven and imprisoned like livestock.

And in the heart of this place.

One after another, human beings were being dismembered by the demon race, who were slicing open their bodies and taking their life essence.

Crimson blood dripped onto the ground, flowing down the underground grooves into a huge pool of blood.

Not far from the blood pool was the smelting area.

Countless demon beings are rapidly forging various weapons.

Knives, spears, swords, halberds...

Once these weapons are forged, they are all tempered with the essence of human blood from the blood pool, transforming them into true extraordinary weapons.

Earlier, a demon king from the lower realm ascended to the upper realm and informed the demon emperor Di Jun that this weapon, stained with human blood, could break through the powerful physical bodies of the witch race.

After conducting the experiment on the spot, Di Jun naturally took action.

He then ordered several demon gods to secretly target human beings and forge weapons to kill witches.

Besides these simple weapons, a long sword was stuck upside down in the very center of the blood pool.

This longsword is still in its infancy and has not yet been fully formed.

However, the longsword exudes a terrifying aura of malevolence and killing intent.

"Sizzle..."

The longsword continued to absorb the essence and blood of the human race within the blood pool, and its rudimentary form gradually began to transform.

This sword is the ultimate divine weapon forged by the demon race to deal with the witch race.

A divine weapon capable of slaughtering ancestral witches.

It is called the Witch-Slaying Sword!

"Hurry up, everyone!"

"quick!"

The ghostly demon god roared out.

Upon hearing the command, the demon race moved noticeably faster, slaughtering human beings and releasing their essence blood into the blood pool.

"Ahhh..."

"puff!"

"Pfft..."

Countless lives fell in pools of blood, and screams of agony rose and fell, never ceasing.

The entire refining site was like a blood-red purgatory.

The demons paid no attention to this.

In their eyes, human beings are nothing but ants, which can be slaughtered at will.

"boom!"

Just then, a terrifying aura suddenly descended upon the refining ground.

The next moment, a ripple appeared in the void.

Then, a figure slowly emerged from the ripples.

The newcomer was dressed in an imperial robe and surrounded by the true fire of the sun. Who else could it be but the Demon Emperor Di Jun?

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Upon seeing Di Jun arrive, the Ghost Carriage Demon God hurriedly stepped forward.

Today, he is in charge of supervising the forging here, while the other demon gods have gone down to the mortal realm to capture human beings.

Di Jun nodded slightly, glanced around indifferently, and then asked:

"How is the refining progressing?"

Upon hearing Di Jun's question, the Ghost Chariot Demon God paused for a moment before replying:

"Return to Your Majesty."

"These ordinary witch-slaying weapons were forged very quickly."

"But……"

At this point, Guiche paused, glancing at the Witch-Slaying Sword in the center of the blood pool not far away, before adding:

"To forge the Slaughtering Sword that could threaten the true form of the Ancestral Witch, the amount of blood and soul required would be enormous."

"The amount of blood we have now is far from enough."

Upon hearing Guiche's report, Dijun coldly snorted and said:

"snort!"

"In that case, let's intensify our collection efforts!"

"Humans reproduce rapidly, so why worry about a lack of bloodlines?"

Upon hearing this, Guiche was taken aback, and quickly pursed his lips, saying:

"But Your Majesty, if we were to collect human blood essence on a large scale, the commotion would likely alarm the human race."

Though he said this, Guiche hesitated in his heart.

After all, it was Di Jun who first ordered the attack on the human race, and it was Di Jun who told them to be careful and not to be discovered by the human race.

Now, however, Di Jun has changed his tune.

"Humans?"

After hearing what Gui Che said, Di Jun looked on with disdain and scoffed, saying:

"Just a mere colony of ants!"

"Does he even deserve my attention?"

"If they dare to make a sound, just wipe them out!"

"Do as I command!"

Upon hearing this, the Ghost Chariot Demon God immediately bowed and accepted the order:

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

……

Meanwhile, at the location of the Netherworld Blood Sea.

The immense power that descended from the void gradually subsided, and the profound Daoist aura surrounding the Ancestral Witch Houtu slowly receded.

Soon, Houtu, the ancestral witch, awoke from her deep meditation.

He slowly opened his eyes, which were no longer filled with the confusion of before, but instead with a calm and resolute understanding of life and death and destiny.

Following Niu Ben's earlier reminder, Houtu Ancestral Witch entered a state of enlightenment.

After much contemplation, she finally understood her own path.

That is the body transforming into the six realms of reincarnation!

With this supreme merit and self-sacrifice, may we open a path to the afterlife for all sentient beings in this vast world, and establish an orderly place of reincarnation!

"Pangu, the father god, created the heavens and the earth, and created all things."

"Now, I will complete the last piece of the puzzle in this cycle of heaven and earth."

"Let life and death have order, and let the soul have a place to return to."

"So, this... this is the path I've truly been pursuing!"

Houtu, the ancestral witch, murmured to herself, her eyes filled with clarity.

Not far away, Styx Ancestor and Niu Ben had different expressions after seeing Houtu wake up.

The Styx Ancestor stared intently at the Houtu Ancestral Witch.

"Isn't it about attaining sainthood through enlightenment?"

Why didn't it succeed?

"The aura is much more obscure and profound than before, but it doesn't look like someone has achieved sainthood."

"Moreover, if this person were to truly become a saint, he should manifest his sainthood throughout the primordial world."

"Did we fail?"

"..."

The Styx Ancestor muttered to himself, his thoughts in turmoil.

After all, Niu Ben had previously said that Houtu Zuwu was going to attain sainthood here.

However, it seems that Houtu has not yet taken the step of becoming a saint.

Compared to the astonishment of the Styx Ancestor, Niu Ben appeared much more composed.

She knew very well that Houtu Ancestral Witch was still one step away from becoming a saint: to transform into the Six Paths of Reincarnation and open up the Underworld!

Suddenly, a system notification sounded in Niu Ben's mind:

【Ding! 】

[Congratulations, Master, on successfully selecting your character!]

[Reward: One model of the Eighteen Levels of Hell.]