Just then, Xiao's clone Ning, who was training outside the primordial wilderness, stumbled into the Thousand Worlds of Journey to the West, which was created by Xiao Taiqing Ning, and came right under their noses.
So the two of them put their heads together and brought him back.
"You mean you want me to be that savior? That's too hasty!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Ning exclaimed in surprise, her voice becoming much louder.
Isn't this ridiculous?
What does it mean to be associated with the Lich and Demon races?
The twelve Ancestral Witches are all Eternal Great Luo Immortals.
The two emperors of the demon race and the ten demon saints are all Eternal Great Luo Immortals.
Sending Xiao Ning, this mere True Immortal clone, to the front is practically sending him to his death.
"No, please find someone else! I'm too weak and powerless to shoulder such a heavy burden!"
After regaining his senses, Xiao's clone Ning shook his head abruptly and quickly refused.
"Haha, don't worry. Asking you to help humanity overcome this crisis doesn't mean sending you to your death! We've already made all the arrangements, so you can relax!"
Seeing his refusal, the cunning old man, Xiao Ning, burst into laughter.
"All arranged? What arrangements have you made? Tell me, and then we'll make further plans!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao's clone Ning's expression softened.
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Chapter 7 The Demon Wants to Eat People
The primordial continent was vast and boundless, stretching to the horizon.
The eastern part of the continent is rich in spiritual energy.
There is a race that was created from clay by the demon goddess Nuwa, and it was through this that they attained the status of Primordial Saint.
After that, the Holy Nuwa didn't care about the race she created at will, not even glancing at it, and flew to the Outer Heaven to create the Nuwa Heaven and show it off to others.
The newly born human race numbered only 129,600. They were ignorant and clueless, knowing nothing about making a living, hunting, fishing, or cultivating by absorbing qi. They were like blank slates.
After some of their people starved to death, the human race finally learned to find food, wear clothes, build houses, and so on.
After countless hardships, the human race finally survived on the primordial land and quickly multiplied and expanded outwards from their ancestral home, Qingqiu Mountain.
In the blink of an eye, five hundred years have passed.
The human population has grown from the initial number of the Great Cycle of Heaven to tens of millions.
Within this area of 100,000 li, they can be considered a large clan.
Although they possess innate spiritual bodies, they are incapable of cultivation and are all mortal beings subject to birth, aging, sickness, and death.
If it weren't for the interference of the witch and demon races, the human race would have grown into the largest race in the prehistoric world sooner or later, dominating the entire prehistoric world.
"pity!"
Standing atop the cloud, Xiao Ning looked down at the scene below.
The crooked thatched huts are scattered in twos and threes on the plain at our feet, forming a semi-circle that surrounds the tall stone house in the very center.
Many men, women, and children, barely clothed, were working; the men were hunting, the women were picking fruit, and the children were playing…
This situation spread for thousands of miles, with each tribe scattered across the plains east of Qingqiu Mountain.
"These are my ancestors?"
"Is this the human race that will one day dominate the primordial world?"
"This is the human race that will be constantly scheming and plotting, yet also kind and benevolent! Despite endless wars and man-made disasters, they will also thrive and multiply!"
"Though their lives are short, spanning only a hundred years, the human race lives a vibrant and fulfilling life!"
Concealing his presence and standing atop the clouds, Xiao Ning was filled with mixed emotions.
Suddenly, the entire sky darkened.
All the sunlight was swallowed up by the sudden arrival of dark clouds.
Those layers of churning black clouds.
Like towering, raging waves.
They continued to advance towards Qingqiu.
In the blink of an eye, they had already surrounded the human settlement.
As dark clouds spread.
A chilling wind and a gloomy fog continued to spread.
An unbearable chill began to affect all living beings shrouded in dark clouds.
Xiao Ning could see clearly that a large army of demons was attacking from tens of thousands of miles away.
The leader was a tiger demon, who appeared to be at the Supreme Celestial Realm level, while the five thousand demons behind him were all below the Celestial Realm level.