Chapter 232: Luo Hou's Demonic Shadow Enters Yingzhou
Just when the demon clan started the mass extinction of the human race, the witch clan was also not slow to act. The previously peaceful human tribes were suddenly invaded by witch clan one after another. The witch clan, which were kind in the past, all showed their ferocious appearance today.

They killed and hacked anyone they saw, without showing any mercy at all. They even let the old, the young, the women and the children kneel down and wail, but they did not stop hacking and killing.

"No! No! Wizard Dangerous, we are all human beings from the Blackwater Tribe! Don't kill us, don't kill us! My daughter has been married to you, you can't kill her, you can't kill her!"

The chief of the Black Water Tribe hugged the legs of a witch tightly and kowtowed for mercy. His old face was full of tears, and every word he said was a plea to the witch to spare the Black Water Tribe.

But Xian Xing not only refused, but crushed the old man's head with his foot, sneering: "You are a lowly human race, and a race created by the demon Nuwa. What qualifications do you have to beg for our mercy? All the witches, take action immediately and kill them!"

Countless witches heard the order and immediately charged forward. In just a short moment, the tribe of hundreds of thousands of people was killed. Blood flowed like a river, and countless corpses were scattered on the ground. Souls were flying in the sky, but before these souls could fly far, they were caught by a net-like object and locked tightly inside.

It wasn't just the Black Water Tribe. All human tribes that were slightly close to the Witch Clan were brutally massacred at almost the same time. No matter if they were close to the Witch Clan or if they were married to the Witch Clan, as long as they were human, they could not escape the fate of having their souls refined.

Countless grievances rose from these corpses and finally turned into a long black river, shuttling between the fortunes of the Lich and Wizard races. Within the long river was endless resentment, which gave rise to sin. The sin was so heavy that it carried with it endless calamity that washed away countless living beings.

This is no longer something that can be explained by a simple disaster. It is the collective resentment of countless creatures who are unwilling to die. Their hatred has spread from their enemies to countless living people. As long as one has life, as long as one is still alive, they will be hated and resented by them!

From the bottom of the long black river came waves of unwilling roars, which were more ferocious than those of evil spirits and more violent than evil ghosts. Even if a great immortal heard it, his soul would tremble, his body would shake, and his heart would be polluted. He had to reincarnate again to be free.

Yingzhou Island.

Heng Ming was not surprised to see that this long black river actually possessed a trace of intelligence. After all, having cultivated to his level, there were very few things that could surprise him.

"It's quite interesting. Because of the excessive resentment of the dead creatures, a glimmer of life has emerged. I have learned a little about the transformation of yin and yang. If so, I will lend you a helping hand."

Heng Ming's mind turned, and he casually threw down a talisman. A colorful divine light cut through the void and arrived in front of the long dark river in the blink of an eye. Facing the mysterious talisman, the long dark river was not afraid. Instead, it roared and rushed upward with more water.

Every drop of river water is formed by the resentment of countless living beings. It seems as if there is a small world of resentment inside it. A random handful of it smashing down is like the collision of millions of small worlds, not to mention the pressure of an entire river.

In addition to the sheer weight, what cannot be ignored is the resentful aura that can contaminate the heaven and earth. Anyone who practices cultivation, unless they have a special path, will stay as far away from the resentful aura as possible, for fear of being contaminated by it. If they are stained by even a trace of it, it will be enough to make even a Golden Immortal fall into the mortal world.

Faced with the boundless pressure of this long dark river, this seemingly tiny talisman shook slightly, and countless forces of disasters were born out of thin air, and it also turned into a long river of disasters, pressing towards the long dark river.

The two long rivers were constantly entangled, one long river was filled with endless resentment, and the other long river was filled with endless disasters. Either the resentment killed the disaster, or the disaster destroyed the resentment, and for a moment they actually came to a standstill.

Upon seeing this, Fu Zhao shook again, and saw boundless evil spirit breaking through the air. It could be vaguely seen that it was coming from an unknown existence. And near this existence, there were mysterious eggs one after another. These eggs were also full of evil spirit, and they were obviously not good species.

Instead of targeting the dark river, these evil spirits gradually merged into it, strengthening the spirituality within it and isolating it from the contamination of those resentful spirits, allowing it to maintain its own identity, rather than being an immortal demon fetus that was gestated before it was even born.

"Humph! Hengming, you really have a way!"

A cold snort suddenly came to Hengming's ears. The sound of the cold snort carried endless temptation, like thousands of demons dancing, interpreting the deepest desires in the hearts of all living beings. If these sound characters were transmitted, who knows how much land would be turned into devil's land.

Even before his eyes, boundless illusions appeared, as if trying to seduce his soul into the devil world. Before Hengming could make any move, the long river of humanity in the dark moved slightly, immediately sucking these illusions into it. The long river bulged slightly, and finally expanded a bit.

The human way is the red dust, the red dust is the corrupt world, the corrupt world is the red dust. Not to mention the illusion, even the immortals, Buddhas, gods, demons, monsters, ghosts and other myriad things are within the human way. Naturally, they can absorb all things and strengthen themselves.

Being able to use illusion on a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, there is almost no one else who can use this method except for those of the same level.

And in the entire prehistoric world, naturally, only Luohou possesses such means.

Heng Ming laughed and said, "Demon Ancestor, why do you have to use such a devilish method? This is the calamity of the prehistoric world, not the calamity of the demon world. Demon Ancestor, why don't you just sit back and watch?"

A strange demonic shadow suddenly descended from the sky, disregarding the numerous restrictions on Yingzhou Island as nothing, stepped into Yuhua Palace and came in front of Hengming.

Hengming couldn't help being a little surprised to see that Luohou could actually descend as a demon shadow to the prehistoric world. He then used the authority of a saint and the power of Heaven to investigate here. However, in the eyes of Heaven, there was nothing here, let alone any trace of Luohou.

The Demon Shadow of Luohou seemed to see that Hengming was using the authority of a saint, and sneered, "Don't waste your time. My methods are not those of the Wu Clan. If the Wu Clan succeeds, I can indeed descend to the prehistoric world in my true body. But even if I fail, it's no big deal. I'm just using a clone. It makes no difference to me." Hengming understood that the Heavenly Dao could explore everything in the prehistoric world, and no matter what means Luohou used to hide, he could not escape the eyes of the Heavenly Dao.

But if he uses the primeval luck to conceal himself, although he will still be noticed by the Heavenly Dao, in the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, Luohou at this time has become an existence similar to a treasure or a skill, and it is not his real body or clone, so the Heavenly Dao will naturally ignore him.

Obviously, in addition to the Wu clan, Luohou also has some hidden races providing him with luck and fortune.

However, Heng Ming could also see that the cultivation level of this demon shadow was only that of a Golden Immortal. Even if there was a Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal protecting him from behind, he could at most crush the Taiyi Golden Immortal and be on par with the Daluo Golden Immortal. But if he encountered a Hunyuan Golden Immortal, he would be slightly inferior and could be killed by it very easily.

After all, the Hunyuan Golden Immortal has also embarked on the Hunyuan path, and it is not so easy to match him.

Hengming did not take any action to kill this demon shadow. The devil has many methods, and Luohou, as the ancestor of demons, is the best among them. This is definitely not his only demon shadow. There is no difference between killing it and not killing it. There is a possibility of revenge by Luohou. If revenge on him fails, he will take revenge on his disciples. Naturally, he is too lazy to waste his efforts.

"I wonder what the Demon Ancestor's intention is in coming here. Is it just for that Immortal Demon Fetus?"

Hengming asked.

Luohou Demon Shadow snorted coldly and said, "Don't play dumb with me, the ancestor. I spent a lot of effort to brew that demon fetus. I thought it would be a place for my clone to live in, so that I can have a decent foothold in the future. Who would have thought that you would interfere? Tell me, how are you going to compensate me?"

Heng Ming laughed and said, "The words of the Demon Ancestor are just to deceive those ignorant children. There is no need to act crazy and stupid in front of me. It's just a demon fetus. If this one is gone, there is another one. Not to mention that the Demon Ancestor does not take it seriously, even I don't think much of it. I just like the essence of those resentments, so I took action to intercept it. I don't believe that the dignified Demon Ancestor Luohou has only this backup. Even if it is the only backup, I will not compensate anything. If the Demon Ancestor has nothing else to say, then I will not keep you."

After saying that, Hengming raised his hand slightly, and a world-destroying thunderstorm was hidden in his palm, with thunder roaring and electric snakes dancing wildly.

Not to mention this demonic shadow, even Luohou, who was in the demon world, became a little alert.

"Compared to Hongjun, Hengming is only evil and evil, and his methods are even better than his predecessor. Hongjun only placed his own avenue on the Heavenly Dao and absorbed the Heavenly Dao to strengthen himself, but Hengming was able to work with Nuwa to split the Heavenly Dao. In a short period of time, his cultivation has improved to this level. It is true that every generation has talented people. Seeing these people, the ancestor feels that I am old."

Luohou sighed in his heart, but he came to find Hengming for a purpose.

The demon shadow in front of Hengming was silent for a moment, and finally said: "I can help you achieve your goal, and even tell you my understanding of the Way of Slaughter, and help the Styx to achieve enlightenment. I only ask for one thing, and that is to let me descend into the prehistoric world and cover it up with the destiny of humanity."

Hengming was a little surprised at this time. He thought for a moment, but the world-destroying thunderstorm in his palm faded away silently, showing his own attitude.

“If Luo Hou is no longer in the way, not only can Yang Mei’s fighting power be freed, but there will also be another helper. Even if the two saints from the West are forced to help the Three Pure Ones, with the combined strength of the four Hunyuan Daluo Jinxians, we can fight to the death, and it won’t be just me and Nuwa against each other.”

When others see Hengming and Nuwa, they may only think that they are in great glory, in charge of humanity, and have the eternal protagonist race of the ancient world in their hands. They are almost invincible, and the rest of the saints have to retreat and dare not compete with them.

But only he himself knows his own suffering. Hengming is very clear about his situation. It is like walking on a tightrope and dancing next to a volcano. If he is not careful, the whole army will be wiped out.

Their enemies are five saints, each of them is as strong as the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. Moreover, there are almost no weak people who can achieve such a level. After all, no matter how talented one is, it will be a waste of effort if he cannot pass the last level.

If he had not joined forces with Nuwa to cut off the Three Pure Ones and the Two Saints of the West and forced them to take up the status of saints first, their situation would have become even more difficult.

The reason why these five saints are silent now is that they are just accumulating strength. I am afraid that when this catastrophe is over, these saints will have to fight first to determine the superiority and inferiority before they will stop.

Yuanshi Tianzun was the first person to make a test. On the surface, he wanted to save face for Randeng, but in fact, he was trying to test Hengming's background and find out their strength.

Fortunately, Heng Ming used powerful means to repel Yuanshi Tianzun, otherwise the war between the saints would only come faster.

Even though Hengming and Nuwa were not afraid of the five saints joining forces, they felt great pressure in their hearts. Moreover, their ally, Patriarch Yangmei, had to stop the Demon Ancestor Luohou and could not help them, so Hengming developed the Tianhai Xuanliu Formation to restrain the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

But if Luohu is willing to form an alliance with them, then their strength will be doubled and the pressure will be greatly relieved.

(End of this chapter)