Prehistoric: The female saint Shiji, brilliant and talented

"Boom!" When the fifth bell rang, the battle memories in the witch clan's blood awakened in the hearts of every citizen, boiling their blood.

"Boom!" The sixth bell rang with a deafening sound, and the sky-high war drums followed suit, announcing that the most dangerous and chaotic era in the prehistoric world was about to happen again.

"Boom!" The seventh bell rang, and giants rose from the land of the Wu clan. They roared and gathered towards the Pangu Temple, forming a sea of ​​giants.

"Boom!" When the eighth bell sounded, in the center of the witch clan's land, eleven giant ancestor witches stood between heaven and earth. Their bodies stood upright, and their terrifying cultivation was released at will.

"Boom!" The ninth bell finally rang, the earth trembled, the mountains and rivers overturned, and the rivers stopped flowing.

The Shura battlefield from the ancient times reappears, and the fanatical sound of horns heralds the coming of the era of killing again.

The long ringing of the nine war bells plunged all the people of the Wu clan into a frenzy of killing.

At this moment, the vast land has lost its former tranquility, and a war that will cause landslides and earth-shattering events is about to begin.

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When the nine war bells of the witch clan rang throughout the wilderness, the hearts of all living beings felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, and despair arose spontaneously. Especially those strong people who had experienced the last war between witches and liches, the horrible memory resurfaced in their minds.

That is a past that all prehistoric creatures do not want to look back on. In the era of the war between wizards and liches, creatures lost their dignity and emotions, and were left with only the despair of crawling out from the pile of dead bodies.

The powerful people in the ancient times were shocked. They never expected that the two races of wizards and liches, which had already reached a balance, would break out into a war again.

However, no matter how unwilling they were to face it, they knew it clearly in their hearts: when the nine war bells of the Witch Clan resounded throughout the ancient world, no force could stop the murderous frenzy of the Witch Clan giants.

In the demon realm, the demon emperor Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi felt the crisis. They exuded the terrifying aura of the peak of quasi-saints. The blessing of the Chaos Creation Array allowed them to keep pace with Tongtian Nuwa and others.

Emperor Jun knew very well that someone was secretly instigating this, and that person was most likely from Lingshan in the Western Realm.

Although he was helpless and knew that war was inevitable, he did not expect it to come so soon.

Due to the almost irreconcilable blood feud between the two races of liches, they chose the same path without prior agreement.

This is a war that is destined to bring the ancient world into an era of killing, and no one can escape it.

"Boom!"

Above the demon clan’s heaven, a huge bell with surging chaotic energy appeared.

Donghuang Taiyi is above the big bell, which is called Chaos Bell.

When the bell rang, the thirty-six heavens and the entire prehistoric land could hear the bell ringing that seemed to come from the chaotic void.

The bells rang one after another until the ninth bell, which meant that the demon clan officially accepted the witch clan's declaration of war.

Above the demon realm, among billions of stars, the number of powerful demons is still increasing.

The billions of demon troops that Chi Mingyang and Tian had already gathered shouted and roared in unison, shaking the heaven and earth.

The huge and ferocious monsters of the demon clan span the starry sky, and the powerful monsters of the demon clan, emitting infinite evil spirit, look down on all living beings with the most arrogant attitude.

At this point, the war is about to break out.

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"From now on, the Netherworld Blood Sea will be sealed for a million years. All Asuras must return to the Blood Sea as soon as possible!"

"From now on, Wuzhuang Temple will be closed for one million years. All disciples must return to the mountain gate immediately!"

"From now on, the four seas dragon clan will seal off the sea for a million years, and all dragon clan creatures will return to the sea!"

"From now on, the Qilin clan will be in seclusion for a million years, and all the creatures of our clan must disappear into eternity!"

"From now on, the Phoenix clan will be in seclusion for a million years, and our people will forever stay in the Far North!"

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The eighteen war drums of the two races of wizards and liches roared, resounding throughout the entire prehistoric world, causing countless prehistoric forces to fall into panic.

The once-powerful superpowers chose without hesitation to close their mountains and hide or escape into eternity.

Those strong men who had experienced the last Lich War were more aware of the seriousness of this war.

If Daozu Hongjun had not intervened last time, the forbidden formation cast by the two tribes would have almost destroyed the entire prehistoric world.

Today, the strength of the two races of wizards and liches is no longer what it used to be, especially the wizard race, which has given birth to a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

If the strength of the Twelve Ancestral Witches were to be gathered together to once again unleash the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, its terrifying power would be unimaginable.

However, the shock of billions of creatures in the prehistoric world did not stop the two races of wizards and liches from starting a war.

After the eighteen war drums sounded, both the wizard and the lich races put all their efforts, regardless of their realm, cultivation level, old, weak, women and children, all threw themselves into the torrent of the great battle.

The blood-red sky always covers the world, and the earth-shaking noise echoes endlessly between heaven and earth.

As time went by, the will of the ancient heaven emerged, and bursts of hissing and roaring were heard from the eternal night sky.

In the six realms of reincarnation, the underworld shook, and the will of the underworld uttered an endless and desolate wail.

In the Bai clan of the human race, Shiji and others had solemn expressions on their faces.

They knew that someone was secretly instigating this, but they were powerless to quell this greatest turmoil in history.

Shiji has a special identity. Dijun and Taiyi are his uncles, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches are his brothers and sisters.

His existence in this catastrophe will undoubtedly become extremely embarrassing.

Taking sides would damage his integrity and bring about a series of difficult troubles.

As one of the twelve ancestor witches of the witch clan, Hou Tu will inevitably participate in this great war, but she has not left yet, because she is looking forward to changes in the situation that will reverse the chaos and quell the unrest.

The two sisters Xihe and Changxi never left Shiji. Although they belonged to the demon clan, all their thoughts were now on Shiji.

"Last time, during the war between the sorcerers and liches, the sky collapsed and the underground tunnels were cut off. This time, I'm afraid it will be even more crazy. We need to prepare early."

In a human house, Nuwa said with a serious expression.

There had been a long silence before.

"Is this disaster really unsolvable?" Shiji suddenly asked. He felt that there might be a glimmer of hope if he stepped forward.

However, Nuwa shook her head and denied his idea, "No, the calamity between wizards and demons is an inevitable trend. If there was a chance to calm it down, Daozu would have taken action long ago. Why wait until the war drums of wizards and demons sound together. You must not force your way out during this turmoil, lest you incur endless karma." Nuwa warned seriously.

Shiji pondered for a moment, took a few breaths, sighed softly, and said slowly:

"Don't worry, mother. I have my own plans."

Her words reassured Nuwa, and she then turned her gaze to the distant shore of the East China Sea. At this moment, a pillar of light suddenly rose from the edge of the East China Sea, exuding an endless and magnificent aura that instantly spread throughout the entire world.

All living beings felt this powerful aura and looked up at the sky, staring at the golden beam rising into the sky in surprise and confusion, their hearts full of puzzlement.

For the vast majority of prehistoric creatures, they did not understand the meaning of that golden beam of light.

However, after the light beam appeared, astonishing auras burst out from several places in the prehistoric land one after another.

At the top of Mount Daluo, a mysterious and ethereal aura gathered into a sky-high pillar of light, enveloping the entire Mount Daluo and the surrounding mountains.

Laozi, dressed in a white Taoist robe, appeared on the top of the mountain, followed by his first and only disciple Xuandu.

"Master, the calamity of wizards and demons is approaching. Can our Xuanmen Taoist sect stay out of it?" Xuan Du suddenly asked.

When Laozi heard this, a trace of doubt flashed in his dry eyes. After a long time, he slowly uttered a word: "Difficult."

This word was enough to express his views on the witch-lich calamity. Then, Laozi sighed again, and Xuandu remained silent.

Soon, green smoke rose from the top of the mountain. Laozi waved his Taoist robe and took Xuandu straight to the coast of the East China Sea.

Inside the Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain, a vast Jade Pure Energy erupted from the giant peak, followed by fourteen powerful auras rising into the sky.

Among them are the leader of the orthodox teaching, the sage of heaven Yuanshi Tianzun, the deputy leader of the orthodox teaching, the quasi-sage and powerful Taoist Randang, and the twelve golden immortals of the orthodox teaching such as Guangchengzi, Yunzhongzi, Chijingzi, Taoist Cihang, etc.

Since the beginning of the Lich Calamity, the entire Chan Sect has been plunged into a tense and serious atmosphere. All disciples have returned to the mountain gate, and the area within a million miles around Kunlun Mountain is shrouded by a terrifying magic circle.

Once a creature below the level of Golden Immortal enters by mistake, their body and soul will be destroyed instantly; even a strong person at the level of Golden Immortal will find it difficult to move in the formation until they die of exhaustion.

At this time, another strange change occurred on the coast of the East China Sea. Yuanshi Tianzun led the other thirteen Yuxu warriors into the air.

On the Lingshan Mountain in the Western Realm, the Taoist Zhunti laughed loudly: "The great catastrophe has begun, and there is hope for the great prosperity of Buddhism!" His words were full of pride.

"Junior sister, don't get carried away." The Taoist Jie Yin, who was sitting quietly under the Bodhi tree, said in a deep voice, "Whether it is Emperor Jun Taiyi or the Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Witch Clan, they are all extraordinary."

"If their guess is correct, they would have known long ago that it was you who caused the dispute between the wizards and liches." added the Taoist Jie Yin.

Zhunti's expression was stern, and he asked in confusion: "Since they knew, why did they still trigger the catastrophe?"

Jie Yin raised a strange smile and said, "Because of their greed. The demons and witches want to destroy each other all the time. The so-called dispute between the demons and witches is actually just a lack of a good reason, and you just gave them this reason."

Zhunti suddenly realized and was about to say something else when suddenly a magnificent aura came from the east. Then, in their sight, a golden light burst out from the direction of the East China Sea.

"It seems that some people can't wait any longer." Jie Yin laughed, his eyes sparkling with a gleam.

"Humph, those guys are only worried about their own interests." Zhunti's face was full of sarcasm.

“Well, since Tongtian has summoned us, let’s go there as well!” Jie Yin stood up from under the Bodhi tree, his whole body filled with light, and the power of the holy realm spread out.

A terrifying aura of a great formation was aroused above the entire sacred mountain, instantly covering the entire world. The next moment, the two saints from the West stepped into the air and turned into two golden streams of light that flew straight to the East China Sea.

In the Bai clan of the human race, Nuwa looked solemnly towards the direction of Jinao Island: "Tongtian is calling for the saint."

"Are we going?" Yao Chi poked his head out and looked between Nuwa and Shiji.

However, as soon as Yao Chi finished speaking, the scene fell into silence.

Because the origins of everyone present were extremely complicated, in addition to Shiji, there were Kunpeng, Xihe, and Changxi from the demon clan, Hou Tu, one of the twelve ancestor witches of the witch clan, Yao Chi from the Taoist Patriarch of Zixiao Palace, Sanxiao from the Jiejiao, and Nuwa, the saint of the heavenly way.

It can be said that everyone in Shiji's group was more or less involved in the Lich Calamity.

"The human race is weak. Once the war starts, it will fall into suffering. I will stay here to protect the human race." After a while, Nuwa broke the silence first.

"I agree with my mother's opinion and will stay among the human race for the time being and wait for things to develop." Shiji then expressed her attitude.

When Shiji finished speaking, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

If Nuwa and Shiji choose to return to Jin'ao Island, then the group is destined to disperse; and if Shiji chooses to stay with the human race, then Xihe, Changxi, Kunpeng, Houtu, and Yaochi can continue to follow Shiji.

"The key now is that if the Lich Calamity really breaks out, we need to come up with a way to preserve ourselves as soon as possible." Nuwa continued.

Hearing this, everyone began to think deeply...

The golden beam of light rising into the sky above Jin'ao Island on the coast of the East China Sea has disappeared for several days.

The whole island was filled with a tense atmosphere, and the religious protection formation had already been activated.

The disciples of Jiejiao who were good at formations entered the protective formation one after another and became the core of the formation, which greatly enhanced the power of the formation.

This is the subtlety of the magic array arranged by Tongtian - not only can it operate on its own when no one is around, but its power will be doubled when someone enters as the center of the array.

Those powerful Jiejiao masters with high realms came out of their secluded caves and were always on guard against dangers from the outside world.

Tongtian sat alone on the first seat in the main hall of Biyou Palace, with a terrifying sword aura lingering around him and his deep eyes looking towards the west.

Rumble!
Suddenly, a roar of thunder sounded in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, more than ten astonishing auras roared in from afar and descended over the sky above Jinao Island!

One of them was at the front, his holy aura was not concealed at all, and he also exuded an aura of jade purity.

There is no doubt that the visitors are Yuanshi Tianzun, Randang Taoist and the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect!

"Junior Sister Tongtian, quickly open the formation barrier!" Yuanshi Tianzun shouted.

Tongtian waved his hand in the hall, and the next moment a passage appeared in the guardian formation covering the entire Jin'ao Island.

The members of the Chan Sect rushed into the formation without hesitation and landed on Jin'ao Island. At this time, the passage of the formation had not yet closed, and two figures came roaring in from the distant sky and earth.

"My two junior sisters, I am here." Two streams of light stabilized their figures and revealed the figures of Taiqing Laozi and Xuandu.

I chuckled and directly called Tongtian and Yuanshi "junior sisters".

Tongtian’s figure walked out of the hall and stood side by side with Yuanshi.

"I've met senior brother."

Tongtian Yuanshi said in unison.

Then Laozi took Xuan Du and stepped into the formation passage and landed on the island.

After thousands of years, the Three Pure Ones gathered again on Jin'ao Island!

After the three of them exchanged greetings, a sound of great Buddhist music filled the air between heaven and earth. Two golden lights condensed and emerged from the universe. (End of this chapter)