Chapter 63: Dark Moon and High Wind (50 monthly tickets for extra chapters!)

The shadows sink in the middle of the night, and the night ends with the chanting. It has already been willing to hang on the treetops, and it is left hanging in the heart of the sky. The light color confuses the thatched window, and the remaining light reflects the birds. Who is sad about the early separation, and is deep in thought?

A bright moon with a missing line hung in the center of the inky black sky. Today was the seventeenth day of the lunar month. As the saying goes, the moon on the fifteenth day is fuller than the sixteenth day. It is also said that when the water is full, it overflows and when the moon is full, it wanes. After the sixteenth day, the bright moon, as bright as a jade plate, will become missing a line every day as time goes by, as if there is a celestial dog with a bloody mouth in the sky, biting off a part of the moon every day.

Only a few hundred miles away from Handan City, the Qin army, organized by the grassroots generals, set up camp in an open space with green grass covering hundreds of feet in length and breadth, and no mountains or hills in front, behind, or on the left or right. One after another, military tents rose from the flat ground, and the rich aroma of food wafted out, making the Qin army soldiers salivate.

Thousands of military tents surrounded several large tents that were slightly grand and domineering. In the center, in a royal tent inlaid with gold and jade, melodious words echoed in the deep night:
"The witch tribe and the demon tribe have deep resentment and are constantly fighting for the supreme rule over the wilderness.

This time, the ten sons of Emperor Dijun, the Ten Golden Crows, were plotted by the second leader of the Western Religion, Zhunti Taoist, to leave the Fusang sacred tree and come to the prehistoric land. The birth of the Ten Golden Crows seized the origin of the sun star transformed by the great god Pangu. The Ten Golden Crows came out together, each of them was born with the blazing and boundless true fire of the sun, and the prehistoric land ushered in the greatest catastrophe since the first catastrophe of the Dragon and Han Dynasty - the catastrophe of ten suns in the same sky!
Originally, with the ability of Emperor Dijun and Emperor Taiyi, they could immediately discover this and capture the Ten Golden Crows after they left Tang Valley where the Fusang sacred tree grew. However, this time the saints plotted against the witches and monsters together. Taoist Zhunti broke through the barriers and restrictions set up by Emperor Dijun inside and outside Tang Valley.

The Three Pure Ones: Taishang Laojun, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Tongtian Jiaozhu joined forces and used the power of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian to tamper with the laws of heaven and earth, so that the time comparison between heaven and earth was adjusted to one day equals one year. In other words, one year passed on earth, but only one day passed on heaven.

As a result, Di Jun, Tai Yi, and even other powerful masters of the demon clan, because they lived in heaven, were unable to notice that ten suns rose together and illuminated the earth.

Thousands of creatures on earth were simultaneously exposed to the rays of ten suns, with countless casualties. The merits that the ten golden crows had gained by illuminating the world for countless years were all lost in a short period of time.

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Tianxuan was wearing a snow-white Taoist robe, standing in the center of the king's tent, his lips moving, telling the people in the tent stories of the ancient times with great emotion.

The King of Qin, Zhengge; Lady Li Ji, who was pregnant but still followed Zhengge on a long journey; Prince Fusu, who was gentle and elegant but also heroic; the Queen Mother Zhao Ji, who was old and no longer as beautiful as she was in her past, and who looked like an old woman on her deathbed, lived in the four directions of Tianxuan.

At the gate of the king's tent, the Minister of the Imperial Chariots, Zhao Gao, stood guard with his index finger raised, like a loyal dog guarding the house.

Inside the king's tent, only Tianxuan was telling the story of the ancient times. Even Zheng Ge, who had always disliked such hypocritical things and only cared about practical matters, showed interest on his handsome face.

"and many more."

When Tianxuan wanted to change the subject and use the story of the ten suns flying in the sky to introduce Kuafu chasing the sun and Yi shooting down the nine suns, Zhengge spoke up. Zhengge's handsome face was filled with confusion, and he asked Tianxuan:

"Tianxuanzi, according to what you said, the catastrophe that occurred on ten days was pushed behind the scenes by the already enlightened Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. According to your setting in this story, the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, that is, the saint, is the strongest fighting force second only to the Taoist Hongjun. Since they want to deal with the two races of wizards and liches, why don't they do it directly, but use this method to induce the two races to go to war?" Zheng Ge is extremely smart. Even though Tianxuan did not say it directly, he was still keenly aware of the real purpose of the many Hunyuan Daluo Jinxians going to so much trouble in this story called Honghuang.

A similar confusion also existed in the heart of Prince Fusu. Before Zheng Ge finished speaking, Fusu interrupted and said, "Father is right! Brother Tianxuan, didn't you say that everyone below the saint is an ant? Why don't the saints just attack the ants in their eyes?"

Tian Xuan smiled lightly, "It's very simple! As the saying goes, a swarm of ants can kill an elephant. As the high and mighty Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, they can indeed look down on the existence of Quasi-Sage and Daluo Jinxian. But it does not mean that these 'ants' have no power to threaten them, the saints."

“Your Majesty, do you still remember that I once mentioned this in the storybook?” Tianxuan looked at Zheng Ge with sparkling eyes. “The Twelve Ancestral Witches were born with the blood of the great god Pangu. Once the Twelve Ancestral Witches join forces, they can summon Pangu’s true body. During the Second War between Witches and Liches, the Twelve Ancestral Witches relied on this peerless formation to defeat Donghuang Taiyi, who was known to be invincible under Hongjun!”

"Of course I remember." Zheng Ge was startled at first, but then he reacted with a gleam in his eyes. "Tian Xuanzi, what you mean is that the Wu Clan's Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Array that can summon Pangu's true body, and the brothers Emperor Dijun and Emperor Taiyi of the East, who comprehended the three innate treasures of the River Map, the Luoshu, and the Chaos Bell to fight against Pangu's true body, created the Zhoutian Xingdou Array, which is feared by the saints?"

Tian Xuan did not dare and had no capital to put on airs in front of Zheng Ge: "Your Majesty is wise. The Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons formation can summon Pangu's true body, which is enough to destroy the heavens and the earth; the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation can call upon the power of the stars in the sky, and the three innate treasures of the brothers Di Jun and Tai Yi - the River Map, the Luo Shu, and the Chaos Bell - are used to suppress the center of the formation."

"Saint, you must be cautious when facing these two terrifying formations that can mobilize the full power of the two races of witches and liches. If you are not careful, you will be sealed by these two formations!"

"I see." Brother Zheng understood. "Then, it's no wonder that, except for Nuwa who came from the demon clan, the other five Hunyuan Daluo Jinxians joined forces to plot against the witch and lich clans. Only by letting the witch and lich clans withdraw from the historical stage of the prehistoric world like the dragon, phoenix and unicorn clans, can these 'saints' who 'treat the people as straw dogs' support the human race, replace the witch and lich clans, and become their puppets to rule the prehistoric world!"

After saying this, even though he knew that this human race was not the other human race, Zheng Ge's heroic face still showed a hint of anger, which was dissatisfaction with the "sage", a terrible existence that stirred up the storm and caused catastrophes in the prehistoric world. In addition to anger, a hint of envy welled up in Zheng Ge's eyes.

It is true that the actions of the "saint" are not worthy of the word "saint". However, if Zheng Ge said that he did not want to become such an existence that could turn the clouds and rain with a flip of his hand, and could remain intact even if the world returned to chaos, Zheng Ge himself would not believe it!
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Hearing that Zheng Ge had actually analyzed the next plot development, Tian Xuan looked at Zheng Ge with a look of sincere awe. However, just as Tian Xuan's lips moved and he was about to continue his storytelling career, something unexpected happened.

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