Check-in: In the Primordial World, Just Crushed the Three-legged Golden Crow

Transversing to the Primordial World and becoming Kuafu of the Witch Tribe, I bound a check-in system. As long as I check in at special locations, I can obtain generous rewards.

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Chapter 4 Ten Golden Crows Fly Out of Tang Valley

As the Hongmeng Dao Scripture advanced directly to the first level, Kuafu suddenly gained the ability to amplify the power of all things thirty times.

Then, scenes appeared in his mind.

Above the heavens, the Ice-Sealing Divine Array enveloped the endless mountains and rivers, transforming into a transcendent defensive light membrane that protected everything!

This is a defensive array that is so powerful that even a quasi-saint level expert cannot break it once it is set up!

At this moment.

Outside the main hall where Kuafu was, in a square, groups of Wu tribesmen were pointing at the sky with expressions of surprise and uncertainty.

All that could be seen were ten suns suspended in the air, their immense solar fire cascading down as if to destroy the world.

However, it was not the witch tribe that suffered, but the neighboring human tribe...

Ten golden crows were in the sky. The second brother said in surprise, "Big brother, it seems you burned the wrong thing."

The Great Golden Crow smiled faintly, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

The second brother muttered, "Big brother cooked it well, he cooked it wonderfully!"

Countless humans are now crying out in anguish, kneeling before the heavens in supplication!

"Heavens! What have we humans suffered? What... what's going on?"

"Goddess Nuwa, Sage Taiqing, please open your eyes and protect your people and believers!"

"Someone, please save humanity! No... no!"

"Heavens above, what has happened?"

Hearing the humans' pleas for mercy, the giant golden crow did not stop; instead, it continued to unleash the true fire of the sun.

The raging fire intensified, instantly incinerating countless more humans who were begging for mercy in agony!

Among these humans were the elderly, women, children, and strong young men, yet they were all cruelly reduced to piles of ashes.

The ten golden crows transformed into their true forms and hung in the air. From the ground looking up at the sky, they appeared as ten enormous fireballs radiating golden flames.

"Brothers, remember this: the weak do not deserve to live!"

"These lowly ants made a mistake by being neighbors with the witch clan!"

"Yes, elder brother is right. The human race is too weak. I really don't understand what right the useless race created by Goddess Nuwa has to live."

"Ninth Brother, shut up! How dare you speak ill of the Goddess Nuwa!?"

The ninth golden crow grinned slyly and said, "Brothers, don't be afraid. It's just saying her name. She can't hear you anyway."

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Nuwa Palace!

"That's absolutely outrageous!"

When someone recites the name of a saint, the goddess Nuwa naturally knows it all. At this moment, a hint of anger appears on her peerless face.

Feeling the terrifying divine might sweeping across all directions, the two maids at the palace gate trembled with fear. This was the first time in countless years that Goddess Nuwa had ever been so furious.

"call."

After a long while, a look of helplessness appeared in Nuwa's eyes.

"Our human race is still too weak."

Nuwa murmured to herself.

At this moment, Nuwa naturally loathed the ten golden crows.

These little guys, to put it nicely, are the tenth prince of the demon race; to put it bluntly, they're just little beasts!

They simply don't value their lives.

They deliberately burned millions of demons to death before, and now they dare to attack the human race they founded.

Now, Nuwa is very distressed. She is wondering whether she should descend upon the East Sea to punish the ten golden crows.

But after much deliberation, I decided against it!

As a saint, if he were to attack a junior, he would not only be looked down upon, but it would also damage his reputation within the demon race.

"If they dare to harm my people again, I will be their sworn enemy!"

Taking a step back only made her angrier; Nuwa's face was as cold as if covered with frost.

"After Dijun emerges from seclusion, my brother and I will leave the demon race together. The secrets of heaven are becoming more and more chaotic."

"Why can't I see clearly all of a sudden?"

Just as the ten golden crows attacked the human race, Nuwa divined the secrets of heaven, but she could not have foreseen the fate of the witch and demon races.

So she was very puzzled, wondering if something had changed in the primordial world?

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at the same time.

As the ten little golden crows descended upon the East Sea, their immense and awe-inspiring power instantly drew the attention of countless primordial creatures.

Why are they attacking humans?

Even the gazes of the Six Sages of Heaven were focused here, their expressions filled with incomprehension.

The Pangu Temple, where the twelve ancestral witches gathered.

Ju Mang's eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice, "This son of Di Jun is probably up to no good."

As the ancestral wood sorcerer of the sorcerer clan, he controlled many wood tribes, and one of his subordinates was none other than Kuafu, the great sorcerer of the East Sea.

"I just hope they're not after Kuafu. We're too far from the East Sea. Even if we rush there, Kuafu will probably be ashes by now!"

At this moment, Houtu looked worried.

"Hou Yi, Xing Tian!"

At this moment, Dijiang ordered in a deep voice, "You and Xingtian should immediately head to the Wood Tribe. If the Ten Golden Crows dare to make a move, you may take action directly. You must not let Kuafu perish!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Yes, sir!"

Watching the two great shamans leave in a hurry, Dijiang sighed. Although he was a spatial ancestor shaman, he could not instantly cross the endless territory of hundreds of millions of miles to reach the East Sea.

The Ancestral Witch Xuanming sighed and said, "The three-legged golden crows are born with the true fire of the sun, and they are all at the level of Great Luo Golden Immortals. If they were to target Kuafu, Kuafu would not only be restrained, but he would also face a situation where he would fight ten against one."

"How can we win?"

Upon hearing this, the other eleven Ancestral Witches remained silent, their eyes growing increasingly tense. The number of Great Witches in the Witch Clan was limited, and if Kuafu were to perish, it would be equivalent to reducing the overall strength of the clan.