Volume 1: The Calamity of Liches and Demons Chapter 253: The Great War of Liches Ends, Innumerable Casualties

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Upon clearly seeing the visitor, Nuwa slightly furrowed her brow.

"It's you! Step aside, I have no time to waste with you right now!"

Her expression gradually turned cold as she shouted loudly.

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, such fury! I advise you to calm down first and let the anger subside!"

The calm voice came from Zhen Yuanzi’s clone.

"I’ll say it again, step aside! I have no intention of fighting you now. Do you think I can’t see that you’re just a clone? Do you really believe this copy can stop me?"

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, why not try and see for yourself?"

Zhen Yuanzi’s clone spoke without leaving room for doubt.

Then Nuwa hurled the red embroidered ball at the clone’s face in an instant.

Wrapping the Mountains and Rivers National Map, she was about to head toward the Primordial Wilds. In her eyes, no matter how strong Zhen Yuanzi was, one clone could pose no real threat.

However, just as Nuwa reached the entrance of the Nuwa Empress Palace, she heard the other’s voice teasingly speak again.

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, why the rush? Or do you think I’m not worth your attention?"

With a wave of his large hand, the red embroidered ball flew back directly, hitting Nuwa herself.

Nuwa felt a powerful spatial force rapidly strike her body, forcing her to stagger back several miles before finally halting.

"What exactly do you want? If anything happens to my brother, I won’t let you off!"

Nuwa’s brows knitted deeply, her eyes reddened as she stared at Zhen Yuanzi’s clone.

"So, fellow Daoist Nuwa, do you think I’m afraid? Or that the cause and effect here is so easily broken? Besides, Fuxi’s fate was meant to be this way. I don’t believe you know nothing!"

Zhen Yuanzi’s clone fully projected the misfortune he had suffered onto Nuwa.

Nuwa’s expression dimmed upon hearing this. She never imagined she was even inferior to a mere clone of Zhen Yuanzi.

She had anticipated that what she did that day would bring a severe backlash, but she never foresaw it would come to this.

The clone stood firmly before the Nuwa Empress Palace gate, completely disregarding Nuwa’s thoughts, clearly intent on preventing her from aiding Fuxi.

Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Court, with the demon kings and demon saints of the demon clan nearly annihilated, Di Jun’s eyes turned red as he glared furiously at Hou Yi and Emperor Wei Chen.

At the same time, the battle between Changxi and Xi He was nearing its end.

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"Little sister Changxi, I never expected you to hide your strength so deeply. Even after I have exhausted all my power, I still cannot gain the slightest advantage over you."

It was obvious—Xi He had been utterly defeated.

As the tribal wars between the shamans and demons raged, with many demon clansmen self-destructing and causing the deaths of countless shamans, Feng Bo, Yu Shi, and other great shamans also made their decisions.

For a time, both the shaman and demon clans continuously resorted to self-destruction.

Several great shamans, including Feng Bo and Yu Shi, chose to self-destruct amidst the demon forces to save more shamans.

Seeing this, Hou Yi even contemplated self-destruction to save his people.

Jiu Feng quickly intervened.

"Ancestor Shaman Hou Yi, the shaman clan still needs you. Besides, you have just found someone you want to be with for life. How can you disappoint them?"

Then, glancing at the remaining shamans, Jiu Feng threw herself resolutely into self-destruction beside Tai Yi and others.

The resulting blast sent Di Jun into unconsciousness, his death almost certain. Tai Yi fell.

With Di Jun’s fate unknown and Tai Yi’s demise, the remaining demon clansmen were overwhelmed with despair and chose to self-destruct alongside nearby shamans.

Seeing Di Jun’s condition, the Queen Xi He hurried over, but already weakened, she was struck down by a single axe blow from Xing Tian.

With Xi He’s death, Di Jun seemed to sense something and regained consciousness. He then looked upon the fallen Tai Yi, Xi He, and countless demon clansmen.

Di Jun’s heart sank, and he lunged furiously at Hou Yi.

"Even if I suffer, you shall not have it easy!"

Then, with a loud bang, he self-destructed beside Hou Yi.

Seeing this, Changxi cried out.

"Hou Yi!"

Tears streamed down as she rushed toward him without hesitation.

She failed to notice that at the last moment, Hou Yi was pushed aside by a shadowy figure.

By then, the demon clan was almost extinct. Fuxi had also perished in the aftershock as the great formation was destroyed, leaving only a primordial spirit surviving.

Now, aside from reincarnation and rebuilding from scratch, there was almost no other way.

Just as the shamans prepared to strike the last blow against Fuxi’s spirit, a tremendous aura swept over the scene, instantly carrying Fuxi’s primordial spirit away, heading directly to the Nuwa Empress Palace.

The clone of Zhen Yuanzi, seeing the situation sealed, glanced casually at Nuwa before vanishing.

Watching Zhen Yuanzi leave, Nuwa was so furious she nearly smashed the Nuwa Empress Palace.

Furious, she carried Fuxi’s primordial spirit back to the palace, as countless laws raged within its walls.

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The demon clan was now almost wiped out, leaving only the demon saint Baize and a few demon kings.

Gui Che and other demon saints and kings had all fallen.

Among the shamans, great shamans Feng Bo, Yu Shi, and Jiu Feng had perished, leaving only Chiyou and Xing Tian.

Yet the resolute sacrifice of these great shamans saved many of their people.

"Hou Yi!"

Changxi quickly came beside Hou Yi, tears streaming as she cried out.

But as she touched his body, she suddenly heard a groan.

Overjoyed, Changxi shouted again.

"Hou Yi!"

Hou Yi slowly opened his eyes.

"Chang’e," he murmured weakly.

"Don’t rush. You’re badly injured. Seeing you like that almost scared me to death!"

Hou Yi, with great effort, reached out his right hand to caress Changxi’s cheek.

"How is the great battle going?"

Seeing Changxi was unharmed, he inquired about the situation.

Changxi quickly replied, "Don’t worry. The great battle is over, though both shamans and demons suffered heavy losses. The shaman clan still has the great shamans Xing Tian and Chiyou. The demon clan only has Baize left; almost everyone else has perished."

Hearing this, Hou Yi sighed with relief, then sank back into sleep.

Startled, Changxi hurriedly checked on him and found that he was only exhausted, his primordial essence severely depleted, which eased her worry.

Emperor Wei Chen looked upon the Heavenly Court now, and truthfully, it was a pitiful sight.

Every palace and hall had been almost completely destroyed by the battle’s aftermath; there was not a single intact palace remaining.

"Well, for now, let’s assess the situation before considering repairs."

Though Wei Chen’s goal was the Heavenly Court, he understood this was not something he could decide alone.

He then turned his gaze to the Primordial Continent, now submerged beneath the Milky River’s waters, and descended with the Star God.