In the long-dried-up riverbed, spiritual energy gathered, and the river water slowly seeped out from underground. At first, it was just a trickle, but it quickly gathered into a babbling brook, and finally became a rushing river.

In the sky, the clouds that had been shrouded in the evil aura of the demons gradually dispersed, and bright sunlight shone down on the earth.

Looking at this land gradually coming back to life, Chu Wanwan smiled with relief. She knew that this land was just a small corner of the many places ravaged by the demons, and there were many more places that needed her to save.

She landed gently on the ground, the flowers at her feet swaying in the breeze as if expressing their gratitude. Chu Wanwan knelt down, gently stroking the flowers, silently vowing to restore life to all the places destroyed by the demons.

"Yun Che, let's go!" Chu Wanwan said, transforming into a stream of light and disappearing into the small world. All the immortal soldiers and generals also rose into the air, transforming into streams of light and disappearing into this small world.

Several figures crawled out from the collapsed skyscrapers, looked towards the spot where the gods had disappeared, and knelt down to kowtow...

Dragon Realm, Ghost Realm, Elf Realm, Giant Race, Dwarf Race... all gathered in the sixth heaven of the Immortal Realm. Chu Wanwan floated in mid-air and shouted loudly: "Now that the Primordial Demon God has been destroyed, the highest combat power of the Demon Race is equivalent to the Demon Cultivator of the Chaos Realm, and they can no longer pose a great threat."

However, we must not let our guard down. The demons are cunning by nature. Although their fighting strength has been greatly reduced, they are scattered throughout various smaller worlds and continue to cause disaster and destruction. We must unite to wipe them out and restore peace to our respective smaller worlds.

The representatives of the various races below nodded in agreement. The chieftain of the giant race stepped forward and said in a booming voice, "God, my giant race is willing to obey your command. Our race is incredibly strong. We may not be able to deal with high-level demons, but we can tear low-level demonic beasts apart with our bare hands."

The judge also spoke in a low voice: "My million-strong underworld army is not to be trifled with."

The ghosts in the eighteen levels of hell, upon hearing that they could escape from the eighteen levels of hell, rushed to sign up for the battle. They would rather die in battle than return to that purgatory where they could neither live nor die!

The Sheng family and Mu Rou'er stared in shock at Chu Wanwan, who was suspended in mid-air.

"That Immortal Realm Lord looks just like that little bitch!" Mu Rou'er said angrily.

Chu Wanwan looks very much like she did when she was a child; they've practically grown up to the same size. However, now that she's a god, she exudes a sacred and inviolable aura, which is slightly different from the Chu Wanwan of the mortal world.

Sheng Lingtian frowned and ignored Mu Rou'er. If it weren't for her, the Sheng family wouldn't have ended up like this. He wanted to tear Mu Rou'er to pieces, but wouldn't tearing her to pieces be too easy for her?

She wished she could stay in hell forever.

However, he also felt that the domain lord looked a lot like Sheng Wanwan.

"You shameless woman, how dare you call Wanwan a little slut? It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, Wanwan would be the guardian goddess of the nation, and our Sheng family would definitely be living a prosperous life! We wouldn't have been thrown into the eighteenth level of hell, suffering torture every day!"

Old Madam Chu slapped Mu Rou'er across the face, and said angrily.

Mu Rou'er was slapped so hard she fell to the ground. She covered her face, her eyes filled with resentment, but she dared not utter another sound. If she dared to say another word, the Sheng family would beat her again...

The Sheng family members looked at Chu Wanwan in mid-air, their hearts filled with mixed emotions. If only that domain lord were Sheng Wanwan, perhaps she could save them from their predicament out of consideration for their blood ties from a past life.

But how could that be?

...

Chu Wanwan looked at the allied army of various races below and nodded in satisfaction. "Thank you all for your support. Our first priority now is to formulate a battle plan. As far as I know, the demon race is not evenly distributed among the various small worlds. Some small worlds have been completely controlled by them and have become their strongholds, while in other small worlds they are only ravaging the edges."

Ya'er stepped forward and said, "Then we can concentrate our efforts on attacking those small worlds that they haven't fully taken control of yet, so that we can save more lives."

The Winged Clan chieftain echoed, "The Elf Queen is absolutely right. Our Winged Clan can fight in the air, responsible for striking the Demon Clan's air forces, and at the same time, we can provide support for the ground troops."

The dwarf chieftain scratched his head and said in a deep voice, "Although we dwarves are not tall, we are skilled at crafting all kinds of excellent weapons and armor. We will provide everyone with the best equipment."

The mermaid chieftain's fishtail had transformed into legs, and he said, "We excel at water warfare, so leave the aquatic monsters to us!"

"Alright! In that case, let's split up! The Winged Clan, the Merfolk, the Ghost Realm army, and my 10,000 Immortal Realm troops will enter the Demon Realm and slaughter all the demons! Remember, only kill demons with demonic bodies; ignore ordinary demons who have no magic power!"

"yes!"

"yes……"

"The other races, along with the Immortal army, will disperse to the three thousand minor worlds, and exterminate the demons in all places invaded by them!"

"yes!"

"Yes, sir..."

As generals from various races accepted their orders, a massive war to annihilate the demon race began.

Chu Wanwan led a portion of the immortal army to the Demon Realm. The sky above the Demon Realm was gloomy, with dark red clouds churning and surging as if they were solid, emitting a nauseating stench.

The surrounding mountains are rugged and craggy, with black rocks shimmering with a cold light, as if hiding countless unknown dangers.

The immortal army stood ready, their eyes filled with vigilance.

Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound rang out, and a large flock of demonic crows swooped out of the darkness. These demonic crows were enormous, their eyes flashing with an eerie red light. They opened their sharp claws and charged towards the immortal army.

The winged creatures, wielding long staffs, charged towards the demonic crows, their wings beating swiftly. Their movements in the air were agile and nimble, the staffs swirling with powerful, swift strokes. Each swing struck the demonic crows with pinpoint accuracy, eliciting sharp screams as their black feathers scattered across the ground.

But the ravens were numerous, swarming towards the winged warriors relentlessly. Taking advantage of a lull in one of the warriors' attacks, a raven crow suddenly swooped down on his face. The warrior had no time to dodge and could only try to block with his arm. The raven crow's claws instantly left several deep, bloody gashes on his arm.

However, the winged warriors did not back down. They cooperated, forming small combat teams. Some winged warriors were responsible for drawing the crows' attention, while others attacked from the sides or below. Through their coordinated efforts, the crows' attacks were gradually suppressed.