Primordial Era: The true lineage of Pangu, which Styx River is this?

Chapter 190 The Netherworld Clan's Perfection

Meanwhile, as each side was making moves across the primordial world for their own purposes, inside the Pangu Temple, the batch of Netherworld beings that Styx had thrown into the blood pool this time, with Styx's assistance, were almost ready to be born.

The Styx River was briefly analyzed.

As fellow members of the Underworld race, those born from the essence of the Styx River are naturally different from those born from ordinary blood. They can be considered the "Ancestors of the Underworld." According to the Styx River's speculation, twelve Ancestors, including Mingxuan, would be sufficient.

"What are the Twelve Ancestral Witches doing?" Styx hesitated for a moment, then suddenly paused.

"They're really persistent." Styx sighed softly. He never expected that, apart from the Ancestral Witches who were fighting outside, the three Ancestral Witches Houtu, Dijiang, and Zhujiuyin, along with the Eastern King Duke, had been guarding the outside of the Netherworld all along.

Immediately, Styx flicked his Taoist robe and, before the newly born members of the Netherworld Clan could react, transferred them to the Netherworld Realm. The rest, Styx Xuan would handle himself.

At the same time, the Nether Ancestor reached a certain level of perfection, and the fortune of the entire Nether Clan also rose sharply again with the significant increase in the number of clansmen and the perfection of the Nether Ancestor.

Next, Styx felt that he still needed to meet with the Ancestral Witches and the Eastern King Duke, since it was really not good to keep them waiting outside the Netherworld.

Beyond the Netherworld.

The figure of Styx appeared out of thin air in front of Dijiang, Zhujiuyin, Houtu, and Dongwanggong.

"Greetings, Saint of the Styx River." The three Ancestral Witches, Dijiang, Zhujiuyin, and Houtu, along with the Celestial Emperor Dongwanggong, greeted him together.

Regardless of the circumstances in the primordial world, absolute respect must be shown when facing a sage. The Wu tribe, who had experienced the power of Hongjun, deeply understood this.

"Fellow Daoists, your presence is truly an honor. However, I am preoccupied with important matters and have kept you waiting," Styx said politely to the four people before him.

"The Styx Saint is busy with countless affairs every day. All matters in the prehistoric world depend on the Saint. It can be said that the prehistoric world, mountains and rivers are all on the shoulders of the Styx Saint. The Saint has worked hard."

"It is truly an honor for us that the Sage has been able to take the time to see us amidst his busy schedule." The Eastern King Duke looked at the Styx River and spoke first.

Styx was slightly surprised by Dongwanggong's extreme flattery. Then, looking at the three Ancestral Witches and Dongwanggong in front of him, he opened up a beautiful world with his hands, enveloping Dijiang, Zhujiuyin, Houtu, and Dongwanggong.

The reason for doing this is simple: firstly, to conceal the secrets of heaven, and secondly—to treat those guests who are not convenient to be invited into the underworld with courtesy.

"I wonder what brings the Ancestral Witches Dijiang, Zhujiuyin, and Houtu, along with Fellow Daoist Dongwanggong, here?" In the newly opened world, atop a beautiful mountain peak, Styx sat upon a twelve-petaled red lotus of karmic fire, looking at the four people before him.

At the same time, he probably understood why, in the original primordial world, great Buddhist figures like Zhunti and Jieyin liked to sit on lotus platforms, which indeed highlighted the style of great supernatural beings.

"Sage Styx, we have come here today to seek your guidance on the great affairs of the primordial world."

"The Sage is the ancestor of earth immortals, the ancestor of ghost immortals, and the leader of Taoism. He shoulders the responsibility of governing the primordial world and acting as the shepherd of all living beings on behalf of Heaven. We have come here today to seek the Sage's guidance." Dongwanggong looked at the Styx River before him and said with a smile.

Dongwanggong's words struck Dijiang and Zhujiuyin as somewhat excessive flattery, quite out of character for their Wu clan. However, the person before them was a sage, and among the strongest of all the sages in the primordial world, so they decided—

Since Fellow Daoist Dongwanggong has already said so, then let it be so.

"It is not my duty to govern the affairs of the primordial world. Even if I had suggestions, I'm afraid my fellow Daoists would not be willing to listen," Styx said calmly, looking at the three Ancestral Witches and the Eastern King Duke before him.

He is now suggesting that the Wu tribe shrink its power. Will the Wu tribe agree?

Even if the Witch Clan agrees, will the Heavenly Court stop fighting?

"The sage is indeed a sage. Such enlightenment is truly profound. We have learned a great deal." Dongwanggong looked at the Styx River in front of him and smoothed things over, preventing the atmosphere from cooling down due to the Styx River's tactful refusal.

"But even a sage with such a selfless heart must guard against others who might plot against him," Zhu Jiuyin added.

"What does the Ancestral Witch Zhu Jiuyin mean by this?" Upon hearing this, Styx looked at Zhu Jiuyin and asked with a smile.

"The Sage's cultivation is now the highest among all Sages, and his teachings are the most prosperous among all Sages. Such a situation is bound to arouse jealousy," Zhu Jiuyin said meaningfully, looking at the Styx River before him.

The only ones that can make a sage wary are other sages. Zhu Jiuyin did not believe that, given the current situation in the prehistoric world, with Styx and the other sages, especially the Three Pure Ones, having clashed several times and becoming sworn enemies, Styx could watch the Three Pure Ones' Heavenly Court defeat their Wu Clan and then completely take control of the prehistoric world.

Zhu Jiuyin believed that the Saint Styx knew far better than he did how terrifying the fortune must be contained within a Heavenly Court capable of completely ruling the primordial world.

That would certainly not be a good thing for the River Styx.

"The words of the Ancestral Witch Zhu Jiuyin are reasonable. However, the Dao Ancestor has already stated that we sages cannot take action in the primordial world; we can only observe from the sidelines," Styx said, looking at the four people before him: Dijiang, Zhu Jiuyin, Houtu, and Dongwanggong.

"Sages cannot act in the primordial world?"

"Is the sage's words true?" Upon hearing this, Di Jiang's tone carried a hint of unconscious joy.

Styx's words removed a mountain from his heart—no, four mountains!

If that's the case, then the biggest gap between the Witch Clan and the Heavenly Court—the number of Saints—has been eliminated. With just those two three-legged crows and those ants, no matter how others plot, they can never be a match for the Witch Clan!

The power advantage brought by the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation is irreversible for anyone below the level of a sage.

"The Dao Ancestor's decree is naturally without falsehood," Styx said calmly, looking at Dijiang before him.

"Thank you for your guidance, Sage." Dijiang looked at the Styx River in front of him. This information was extremely important to their Wu Clan. At this moment, they no longer needed to hesitate because of the Sage. Once the cessation of war deadline set by the Dao Ancestor ended, they would attack the Heavenly Court and destroy it.

Then they'll have to taste what the flesh of the three-legged golden crow tastes like.

"Fellow Daoist Houtu, are you getting along well with your brothers and sisters?" Styx looked at Houtu and gave her a slight "reminder." This time, without Houtu's reincarnation, the conflict between Gonggong and Zhurong was the biggest weakness of the Wu Clan.