The Human Race declared war on the Demon Court.
The Demon Court's army marched directly towards the Human Race, with three hundred billion demon soldiers and numerous demon gods and demon saints arriving in full force.
The reactions from both sides naturally shook the entire Primordial Era and drew the attention of many powerful beings and great divine abilities.
In Wuzhuang Temple.
Zhen Yuanzi, with eyes filled with hatred, saw the demon saints through countless miles and even sensed the presence of the Demon Master Kunpeng.
"The war between the Human Race and the Demon Race..."
"How I wish these demon gods and demon saints of the Demon Court could be killed by the Human Race, especially that Demon Master Kunpeng..."
Zhen Yuanzi held a grudge against the Demon Court!
It was because the Demon Master Kunpeng had sought to seize the Primordial Violet Qi, which directly led to Hongyun's demise.
Behind this incident, besides Kunpeng, Dijun and Taiyi were also subtly manipulating things from behind the scenes.
Zhen Yuanzi hated the forces of the Demon Court to the bone.
However, as an old Quasi-Saint, he was weak and alone, a rogue Quasi-Saint who could not contend with the vast Demon Court, and thus could not exact revenge.
In his heart, he deeply wished for someone to challenge the Demon Court, to kill its many demon gods and demon saints, and even to destroy the Demon Court entirely, which would be immensely satisfying.
And at this very moment, the Human Race stepped forward, declaring war on the Demon Court.
This caused Zhen Yuanzi to place some hope in the Human Race.
Perhaps, the Human Race could help him, Zhen Yuanzi, achieve his revenge?
Even if the possibility of overthrowing the Demon Court was slim, as long as Kunpeng the Demon Master was killed, half of Hongyun's hatred would be avenged.
"I hope the Human Race has a trump card against the Demon Master Kunpeng..."
Zhen Yuanzi prayed silently in his heart, but given that the Demon Master Kunpeng was an old Quasi-Saint, Zhen Yuanzi did not have very high hopes for the Human Race.
...
In the Sea of Blood.
Styx's gaze, piercing through the endless Sea of Blood, seemed to see the mountains of corpses and seas of blood that would result from the demons' descent upon the Human Race.
"Kill, kill, kill! Regardless of who wins or loses, this ancestor will reap endless blood..."
"I only hope the battle becomes more intense, leading to more deaths among humans or demons, so that this ancestor can gain immense benefits."
Ancestor Styx also anticipated the Human Race's power.
However, what he truly anticipated was a powerful Human Race that could inflict greater damage on the Demon Court, causing more powerful beings to bleed, so that his Sea of Blood could absorb it.
This was Ancestor Styx's true objective.
...
The Witch Clan.
In Pangu Hall.
"The Human Race has declared war on the Demon Court..."
"Has that weak race now reached such strength?"
The Twelve Ancestral Witches were discussing.
Zhurong said: "A few thousand years ago, a witch reported that he had fought against a human who was completely his equal in terms of physical body."
"The Human Race's Heaven-Shielding Method, it seems, indeed has the effect of strengthening the physical body, making it completely on par with our Witch Clan among peers."
Zhu Jiuyin said: "It is truly a pity that the Demon Court only sent three Demon Saints. This way, we cannot take this opportunity to invade the Demon Court."
"The Demon Court's strength is not depleted at this time."
Zhu Jiuyin sighed deeply.
What a shame.
If Dijun dared to commit all his forces, marching upon the Human Race, then they, the Ancestral Witches, would dare to march upon the Demon Court and destroy everything.
Alas.
Dijun had considered the possibility of the Witch Clan's invasion and had made preparations in advance.
He did not send too many Demon Saints, and Dijun himself was personally overseeing the Demon Court.
There was no opportunity to exploit.
Houtu analyzed: "There might still be an opportunity."
"If the Human Race's strength can overwhelm these three Demon Saints... and kill them."
"The Demon Court loses three Quasi-Saints."
"Dijun's rage might lead him to go mad and commit all his forces to the Human Race."
"If such a moment truly arrives, our Witch Clan can march upon the Demon Court, and there will be an opportunity."
The Twelve Ancestral Witches debated this.
Gonggong said: "The Human Race is not that strong, is it? A small race, not only killing three Great Luo realm demon gods, but also killing three Demon Saints and provoking Dijun's true fury?"
Zhurong said: "I also think it's impossible."
Houtu said: "I, however, have quite a bit of confidence in the Human Race. I can only hope they can force out the Demon Court's true strength, kill the three Demon Saints, and force Dijun and Taiyi to act."
"Whether they can achieve this still depends on that Human Emperor."
Houtu always had a feeling.
The strength of the Human Emperor might exceed the imagination of all beings in the Primordial Era.
Defeating three Demon Saints should be possible.
As for whether they could do more, Houtu was unsure.
...
In Wa Huang Palace.
A cultivator resembling a maid, named Cai Feng, rushed to Nuwa's side.
Panting, she said: "My Lady, something terrible has happened!"
Nuwa opened her eyes with a very calm expression and said unhurriedly: "What are you panicking about? Cai Feng, you must know that for anything, one needs a steady heart."
"Without a calm heart, one cannot achieve great things."
After hearing Nuwa's lecture, the maid Cai Feng did not immediately calm down, but instead hurriedly said: "My Lady, this is not an ordinary matter, this is a major event!"
"The Demon Emperor Dijun of the Demon Court has ordered three Demon Saints and a hundred demon gods to form an army and descend to slaughter the Human Race, to forge the Witch-Slaying Sword..."
Nuwa heard this and showed no significant reaction.
"Oh, so it's about this matter."
"Didn't I already divine this matter and inform you?"
"This is a trivial matter, why are you so flustered?"
"In any case, this matter has nothing to do with us, we can simply ignore it."
Seeing Nuwa's indifference, the maid Cai Feng became anxious:
"My Lady, the crux of the problem is that this time the Human Race declared war on the Demon Court, and only then did the Demon Court's army send down the Demon Saints!"
"Your previous divination results did not include the Human Race declaring war on the Demon Court!"
"My Lady, the heavenly mandate has changed, the heavenly secrets have changed!"
Upon hearing this.
Nuwa's previously calm demeanor changed, and she became flustered, saying: "What did you say? The Human Race declared war on the Demon Court?"
"The Human Race was created by me, I know the potential of the Human Race, how could they declare war on the Demon Court now? Their strength is simply insufficient!"
"The heavenly mandate is set, how could it change? Have other Saints interfered?"
Cai Feng's words completely shocked Nuwa. In her shock, Nuwa no longer cared about the "for anything, one needs a steady heart" that she had just told Cai Feng.
Her face was full of panic.
The Human Race declared war on the Demon Court?
This, in the original divination, was not part of it!
In the original divination of the future, it was merely three demon gods invading the Human Race to forge the Witch-Slaying Sword.
Not like now, with three Demon Saints and a hundred demon gods descending, and the Human Race declaring war on the Demon Court?
The heavenly mandate had deviated!
The sensitive Nuwa immediately noticed this.
This immediately concerned her interests, causing her to panic.
Why had the heavenly mandate suddenly changed?
Had other Saints interfered?
Was this aimed at her?
Would it affect the luck she occupied among the Human Race?
Even—would it affect the Human Race's status as the protagonist of heaven and earth in the future?