Chapter 112: Descent

Supreme Lord of All Races in the Primordial Era Lord Creator 3200 words 2026-04-13 05:58:31

As time passed, the Battle for Supremacy quickly erupted.

With Kui Niu on their side, Xuanyuan's confidence soared. Upon reaching the battlefield, they surged forward like a hot knife through butter, plunging into the formidable Nine-Nine Heavenly Fiend Array.

Then, a powerful human warrior broke the array’s seal, releasing Kui Niu.

This “one-legged bull” had been inexplicably captured and was burning with suppressed fury. The moment it was freed, it unleashed a tremendous surge of accumulated thunderous power!

Under the onslaught of endless lightning, the black malevolent aura gathered on the eighty-one great witches rapidly dissolved, shrinking significantly in an instant.

“No good, kill that bull quickly!”

One great witch reacted sharply, shouting loudly. The others soon followed suit, instantly redirecting their attacks toward Kui Niu.

However, numerous human warriors and Xiejiao immortals would not let them have their way. With a fierce shout, they intensified their assault on the eighty-one great witches.

Seeing this, most of the witches’ faces changed, and they were forced to temporarily abandon their attempts to attack Kui Niu, focusing instead on fending off the human warriors’ strikes.

A few who had already attacked Kui Niu were interrupted mid-assault, rendering their attacks ineffective and only further enraging Kui Niu.

“Boom!!!”

With a thunderous roar reaching the sky, the Nine-Nine Heavenly Fiend Array fragmented instantly due to insufficient malevolent energy. Simultaneously, the backlash struck the eighty-one great witches, causing them to fall heavily to the ground, groaning in pain and coughing up blood.

“Success!”

Witnessing this, countless human warriors were overjoyed beyond measure.

“How could this be...?”

Holding a demonic blade, his aura fierce and bloodthirsty, Chiyou, who was rampaging and slaughtering human warriors, froze in place, his grip on the blade momentarily stiffening.

Beneath his blade, a human warrior who had narrowly escaped beheading exhaled in relief.

Looking up to see Chiyou dazed, he swallowed nervously, then gritted his teeth and summoned his courage, fiercely unleashing a magical weapon’s attack toward Chiyou.

At the same time, he instantly unlocked his full potential and rapidly retreated.

“Ah!”

Struck by the magical weapon, Chiyou cried out in pain. Though the blow caused no substantial harm, it undoubtedly enraged him.

“Die!”

Roaring furiously, Chiyou wielded his demonic blade and recklessly pursued the human warrior.

Terrified, the human warrior fled without looking back, shouting to rally nearby human warriors.

“That’s Chiyou! Everyone, follow me and kill him!”

“The fate of the Jiuli Tribe is sealed. Victory belongs to us. Kill!”

“Kill!!!”

Countless human warriors gathered, shouting fiercely as they charged to encircle Chiyou.

“Ants, pests!!!”

Furious, Chiyou’s innate warlike bloodline surged forth. With a sharp shout, he raised his demonic blade and met the oncoming human warriors head-on.

Meanwhile, seeing their leader surrounded, the Jiuli warriors rushed desperately to his aid.

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After a fierce battle, Chiyou, drenched in blood, wielded his demonic blade and regrouped with the other great witches.

Without the invincible Nine-Nine Heavenly Fiend Array, these great witches suffered heavy casualties. Originally eighty-one, only about seventy remained, most badly wounded—missing limbs was a minor matter.

“How dare you!”

Chiyou’s eyes reddened as he gazed upon his grievously battered comrades.

After all, these were his brothers-in-arms, and since their rebirth as humans, they had never endured such losses.

At this moment, Xuanyuan gathered all his forces, confronting Chiyou’s faction.

“Chiyou, the Nine-Nine Heavenly Fiend Array is broken, and the Jiuli Tribe’s hope is lost. To avoid unnecessary casualties, I hope you will consider the greater good of humanity and surrender to my Youxiong Tribe!”

Standing at the forefront of Youxiong forces, Xuanyuan fixed his gaze on Chiyou’s faction. Channeling his power, he spoke loudly.

Though the Jiuli Tribe’s defeat was inevitable, Chiyou’s forces remained formidable, especially the great witches. When unleashed, each was a killing machine. If cornered, no one could predict the extent of the losses.

This was evident from the recent skirmishes.

Therefore, Xuanyuan hoped to avoid prolonged conflict. After all, they were all humans, and continued fighting would only weaken their own race.

As for the distinction between the witches and pure humans, Xuanyuan cared little. Many under his command also possessed witch bloodlines.

Moreover, there was little real difference between witches and humans. As for witches being strong but stubborn—weren’t there naturally strong, thick-set, and stubborn humans among pure humans?

“Never!”

As soon as Xuanyuan finished speaking, some hot-tempered great witches stepped forward. Chiyou’s face darkened, clearly struggling to restrain himself.

Mere humans, bolstered by Xiejiao support, dared to demand their surrender?

They still had the Celestial Court and two saints backing them!

“Fight or die!”

Chiyou’s eyes blazed. His muscles bulged as he stomped forward, cracking the earth beneath him.

“Are you sure you want to fight to the death?” Xuanyuan’s expression hardened.

He hadn’t expected Chiyou to be so reckless—or perhaps the latter still had an ace up his sleeve.

...

“Let’s go.”

Above the Celestial Court, Li Tian happened to glance down at the mortal realm’s battlefield and nodded to Nuwa.

“Mm.”

Nuwa looked down briefly and nodded lightly.

Together, they ascended the Nine-Dragon Chariot and Nine-Phoenix Chariot to the Southern Celestial Gate. Moments later, Xuanming arrived, riding a dragon-blooded shark fish.

“Let’s go.”

Li Tian glanced at Xuanming coolly, then waved his hand. Harnessing the power of the Heavenly Dao, he transported Nuwa and Xuanming above the Battle for Supremacy.

“Roar!!!”

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The Nine-Dragon Chariot descended first. The nine five-clawed golden dragons’ paws touched the ground, and they howled toward the heavens, their majestic aura shaking the sky.

Humans below the rank of Great Dao Golden Immortal were shaken to their core, too terrified to move.

Even many above the Great Dao Golden Immortal rank looked pale, clearly intimidated by the dragons’ might.

Moments later, Nuwa and Xuanming followed, descending gracefully.

The Nine-Phoenix Chariot landed to Li Tian’s right, parallel to the Nine-Dragon Chariot. Xuanming stood respectfully behind them.

“That’s the Heavenly Emperor and Empress…”

Who in the Primordial Age did not know the riders of the Nine-Dragon and Nine-Phoenix Chariots?

As for impersonators?

Though the Primordial Age was vast, finding another nine five-clawed golden dragons or nine phoenixes was nearly impossible. Besides, who would dare to fake saints and live long?

“Greetings, Heavenly Emperor! Greetings, Heavenly Empress!”

Both Youxiong and Jiuli sides quickly prostrated themselves at the battlefield’s center.

Chiyou and the great witches, thinking the Heavenly Emperor and Empress had come to aid them, beamed with joy—except for Kuafu, who had learned everything early and stood silently.

“You are quite impressive.”

Li Tian descended from the Nine-Dragon Chariot, casting a faint glance at Chiyou and the others before smiling at Xuanyuan, surrounded by many, and casually remarking.

“Thank you, Heavenly Emperor,” Xuanyuan replied, slightly startled, then respectfully cupped his hands toward Li Tian.

Strangely, he felt a wave of warmth from Li Tian—an unfamiliar, special feeling he had never experienced before.

It stirred a childhood memory.

...

“Mother, mother, where is my father?”

“Your father is a celestial immortal watching over us,” Gomei always said.

A celestial immortal? The Celestial Court?

Shaking his head, Xuanyuan dispelled the sudden image from his mind.

He knew clearly that this lofty being before him could not be related to him.

“Humanity was created by the Heavenly Empress, so the Heavenly Emperor, as her husband, should be considered the father of all humans, right?”

Xuanyuan quickly rationalized the inexplicable warmth he felt, then dismissed the chaotic thoughts.

He was puzzled why these supreme beings had suddenly appeared here.

Seeing the many joyous great witches, his brow furrowed slightly.

Could it be that the Heavenly Emperor and Empress had come to aid the Jiuli Tribe?