Chapter 4: Killed with One Strike — Xuantian Declares Humanity's Retreat to the Prehistoric World
Just as Xuantian unleashed the Innate Spiritual Gengjin Halberd, the smile on the face of the Boar Clan Leader suddenly froze.
He cried out in shock, a look of disbelief appearing on his face. As the leader of the Boar Clan among the myriad clans of the prehistoric world, he naturally had his own insights. Only an innate spiritual treasure could possess such a terrifying power!
However, in the prehistoric world, innate spiritual treasures were so rare that even some Taiyi Golden Immortal demon kings didn't possess a single one! The human before him was only at the Profound Immortal Realm, so how could he possess such a terrifying spiritual treasure?
"Slash!"
Before the Boar Chief could react, Xuantian's inner spiritual energy poured into the Gengjin Star Halberd, energizing it to its full potential. He suddenly struck down directly at the Boar Chief. Instantly, boundless spiritual light intertwined with starlight, emitting a dazzling white-purple radiance that seemed to cleave space apart. As the Boar Chief's pupils shrank, the slash fell fiercely.
"Not good!"
Faced with this attack, the Boar Chief instinctively felt a surge of fear and terror and tried to evade. However, under the influence of the "Swallow the Heaven and Earth" technique, the distance between them was already very close. Moreover, the unleashing of an attack from an innate spiritual treasure was not so easy to dodge.
Swish!
Like a sharp blade slicing through lard, a terrifying white-purple edge slashed down, severing the Boar Chief's head with a single, clean stroke. A terrifying, murderous aura erupted, extinguishing his very soul, transforming it into nothingness. The massive, headless corpse collapsed like a mountain.
With a single blow, the Perfected Profound Immortal Realm Boar Chief was annihilated!
"What?!"
This scene shocked everyone present—both the humans and the Boar Clan—to the core. But just as he slew the Boar Chief, Xuantian, wielding the Gengjin Star Halberd, charged directly at the countless boars behind him.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
The Gengjin's sharp power was terrifying to the extreme. With each strike, a True Immortal Realm boar was slain. Soon, Xuantian had slain all the True Immortal Realm boars of the Boar Clan, even three Profound Immortal Realm leaders. Only thousands of Celestial Immortal Realm boars remained—utterly terrified—some even prostrating themselves on the ground.
In the prehistoric world, strength reigned supreme, and the strong preyed on the weak.
When the human race was weak, they were coveted and preyed upon by demons. Now that the tide had turned, the once-ferocious boars submitted.
"Leave the Celestial Immortal Realm boars alive and take them to the blessed land."
Xuantian, observing the boars before him, felt a wave of emotion. He had slain all the powerful members of the Boar Clan, leaving behind mostly boar cubs.
After all, this was at least one of the innate races among the myriad tribes of the prehistoric world. If they could be domesticated and raised, it would be of great benefit to the new human race.
Upon hearing this, the three thousand innate humans leapt into action, capturing the thousands of young boar cubs before them.
As for the slain Boar Clan warriors, their flesh and blood, imbued with abundant spiritual energy, could not be wasted—they were taken away along with the young cubs.
After the Boar Clan leader was slain, the path remained unobstructed, and soon the group of humans arrived at the valley where the blessed cave land lay.
"Hum!"
Xuantian, familiar with the route, advanced directly. Soon, amid the astonishment of the human race, a previously hidden, complex barrier slowly emerged. Clearly, this was the blessed cave land the leader had spoken of. Such a barrier would be impossible to detect even from close proximity. By hiding within it, they could naturally avoid natural disasters and demonic calamities.
For a moment, the human race erupted in excitement.
As they entered the blessed land with Xuantian, joy filled their faces. The spiritual energy of the land was even richer than the outside world, with countless spiritual fruits and roots—more than enough for the human race to thrive.
Most importantly, they were now completely safe, free from the fear of outside demons.
With the natural disaster removed, countless humans cheered. Xuantian, their patriarch, now held a position in their hearts second only to Nuwa, their creator.
As the human race migrated to the blessed land, their luck skyrocketed.
The rich human luck converged, transforming into a golden dragon of fortune, bringing a wave of joy to Xuantian. As patriarch, he enjoyed the blessing of this human luck.
Now that he had led them to the blessed land, he naturally had to announce to the Heavenly Dao and retire from the world.
At this thought, Xuantian's human luck surged throughout his body, and he declared:
"Heaven above, I, the patriarch of the human race, Xuantian, will lead the human race to retreat to the prehistoric world today. Let the Heavenly Dao bear witness to this!"
Rumble!
As Xuantian's words fell, the Heavenly Dao took notice. Instantly, a cloud of Heavenly Dao merit and blessings emerged, stretching for hundreds of miles. Though not as great as a sage achieving sainthood, it was still a tremendous bestowal.
Seeing this, a smile crossed Xuantian's face.
As expected, the human race was the protagonist of the future.
Retreating now to prosper in seclusion conformed to Heaven's will, and the Heavenly Dao responded with merit as a natural outcome.
At that moment, as Xuantian announced to the Heavenly Dao and led the human race into retreat, the evolution of merit shook the entire prehistoric world.
Across the starry sky, within the Nuwa Palace, a figure in exquisite palace attire sat upright on a jade bed. Feeling something, she glanced toward the prehistoric world. A trace of emotion crossed her normally expressionless face.
"The human race retreating to the prehistoric world?"
Nuwa muttered, then withdrew her gaze, and tranquility returned to the palace.
"The human race retreats? And receives Heavenly blessings?"
Within the Sun Palace of the Heavenly Court, Dijun and Taiyi held the Donghuang Bell aloft. Below them stood the ten demon saints, each exuding terrifying power.
The two demon emperors glanced instinctively toward Shouyang Mountain, surprise flickering across their eyes. It wasn't the retreat of the human race that alarmed them, it was the Heavenly blessing.
Since ancient times, Heavenly Dao merit had been rare. That the weak human race could receive it was astonishing.
Still, they quickly averted their gaze.
More pressing threats loomed—the Witch Clan was rising rapidly, and Dong Wanggong had established the Ancient Immortal Alliance in the East Sea, aiming to divide the demon race's fortune.
Compared to that, the retreat of the human race seemed like a trivial matter.
"What? Heaven's gift?"
At Kunlun Mountain, the Three Pure Ones had not yet separated.
Taiqing Laozi, holding the Exquisite Pagoda of Heaven and Earth, felt something stir. He turned his gaze toward Shouyang Mountain. On his tranquil face, a faint ripple of surprise appeared.
(End of Chapter 4)