Primordial Chaos: I, Dijiang, will never accept this calamity!

Chapter 4: A Thousand Years of Survival on Mount Buzhou

[The first century: The physical body can acquire 40% of the spatial laws.]

[The Second Century: The physical body can acquire 50% of the spatial laws.]

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[The Eighth Century: The physical body can acquire 90% of the spatial laws.]

[The Ninth Century: Obtain the God-Slaying Spear.]

[The Tenth Century: You can obtain the secret method of cultivating the primordial spirit of the Witch Clan.]

By playing the role of an emperor twice, Dijiang managed to survive for a thousand years.

His strength not only reached the late stage of Quasi-Saint, but he also obtained the ferocious and rare treasure, the God-Slaying Spear.

Heaven.

"The demon race has already accumulated considerable power, but the witch race has remained completely silent."

"The Three Pure Ones and the Witch Clan are of the same blood; we need to send them to take a look."

Inside the Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun looked puzzled.

According to his deductions, everything in the Wu tribe was normal.

But why don't they occupy the vast, untamed land?

This is clearly inconsistent with their style.

Pangu Hall.

Twelve supreme thrones were placed in the council hall.

Eleven seats are now occupied by the Ancestral Witches.

among them.

The ten Ancestral Witches all stared longingly at Zhu Jiuyin.

In the blink of an eye, a thousand years have passed.

During this time, they dared not disturb Dijiang, for fear of delaying his treatment.

But watching the Heavenly Emperor Di Jun and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi break through from the mid-stage Quasi-Saint to the late-stage Quasi-Saint through the merits of the Heavenly Court.

They started to panic.

It's simply because they've remained stagnant for a thousand years.

"Second brother, didn't you say that it would take several hundred years for eldest brother to recover?"

"That's right. A thousand years have passed now, and apart from the few heavens of the saints, the thirty-three heavens are almost occupied by the demon race."

"We can't wait any longer; we must immediately take control of this vast land."

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The Ancestral Witches looked at Zhu Jiuyin with anxious expressions.

"My elder brother has ordered us to collect rare and precious materials without stopping, which must be related to his injuries!!"

Zhu Jiuyin was also puzzled.

Although the injury was serious, it was absolutely impossible for it to have damaged Dijiang's core.

"Are we just supposed to sit here and wait to die as long as our elder brother doesn't come out?"

"The demon race has already established its dominance. If we remain indifferent, they will sweep across the world."

"There's no point in hesitating anymore; we must obtain this merit from the earth."

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Seeing that Zhu Jiuyin was still hesitating, the hot-tempered Zhu Rong refused to give up.

"In that case, you will all come with me to see my elder brother one more time."

Zhu Jiuyin knew.

A thousand years has exhausted the patience of all the ancestral witches.

Suppressing it myself won't solve anything; I might as well go and check out the main hall.

"All Ancestral Witches, please come in!!!"

When they arrived at the main hall, the hall opened on its own.

The eleven ancestral witches entered in single file.

When they arrived at Dijiang's side, they were all dumbfounded.

This is because Dijiang was standing in front of a stove at that moment.

Alchemy!!!

However, there were countless shelves around him.

The shelves were filled with elixirs, as well as various magical artifacts and weapons.

In addition, there were some strange-looking things.

They were dazzled by what they saw.

"Big brother, you haven't spent the entire past thousand years refining pills, have you?!"

Zhu Jiuyin was the first to recover, so he immediately asked.

"Indeed, these items on the shelves are my masterpiece."

Dijiang smiled slightly.

The pride in his eyes was undisguised.

"You made us wait for a thousand years just for this?"

With a flushed, rough face, Zhu Rong glared angrily at Di Jiang.

"Zhu Rong, you mustn't be rude. How dare you speak to your elder brother like that?"

"Second brother, we've waited for him for a thousand years, and this is how he tries to fob us off."

Zhujiuyin tried to stop him, but Zhurong refused.

"Oh, what does Sixth Brother mean by that???"

Dijiang formed hand seals, and the flames beneath the alchemy furnace burned even more fiercely.

Then he spoke to Zhu Rong without turning his head, looking completely nonchalant.

This caused all the Ancestral Witches to frown.

Is this still the same Dijiang, the ancestral sorcerer of space whom they revere?

It's important to know that Dijiang became the eldest of the twelve ancestral witches not because of birth order.

Instead, they earned their success entirely through sheer strength and hard work.

Furthermore, whenever the Wu tribe goes to war, Dijiang will always be at the forefront.

It was this bravery and invincibility that earned the admiration and recognition of all the ancestral witches.

But looking at his refined appearance at this moment...

Is this really their domineering older brother?

"For the past thousand years, we have searched for the rarest and most precious materials to heal your wounds."

"I didn't expect you to be so obsessed with trivial things that you neglect your duties, and you even asked us what we meant."

Zhu Rong pointed at the items on the shelves on both sides and began to angrily rebuke them.

"Is indulging in frivolous pursuits a waste of one's ambition?"

Dijiang chuckled.

They didn't care at all.

Simply because.

At this moment, the pills in his alchemy furnace were about to be ready.

boom!!

The alchemy furnace exploded, and terrifying flames swept all around.

However, under Dijiang's spatial power, the flames in the sky were directly compressed into a single fire pill.

Then it was gradually swallowed up by space.

at the same time.

A purple pill rose from the alchemy furnace.

The moment this elixir appeared, countless strange phenomena occurred between heaven and earth.

Purple clouds rise from the east, stretching for 30,000 miles.

Flowers rained down from the sky, and golden lotuses sprang from the ground.

There were celestial maidens accompanying them, and cranes circling around them.

Within Danzhong, there is also the sacred sound of the Great Dao.

In an instant, auspicious signs filled the space hall.

"I can feel the supreme energy contained in this pill; it really is a pill refined by my elder brother."

"This pill contains the power of laws. With the Father God Pangu above, how is this possible?"

"This is unbelievable! Even the Supreme Saint of Taiqing probably couldn't refine a pill of this caliber!"

The word "吧" fell.

It was accompanied by the sound of glass cracking.

Click, click!

Visible to the naked eye, countless cracks appeared on the purple pill.

Then, with a crisp sound, the purple pill vanished before the eyes of the ancestral witches.

"The Purple Saint Pill, what a pity!!"

Dijiang sighed.

The effect of the Purple Saint Pill is similar to that of the Primordial Purple Qi.

It can help cultivators in the late Quasi-Saint stage break through to the Saint realm.

just.

Dijiang has been refining for five hundred years, but has not succeeded in making even one.

Even though he now possessed all the abilities of the mid-stage Quasi-Saint of Pangu's Primordial Spirit, refining this kind of pill was still extremely difficult.

Moreover, the ingredients used in this medicine are extremely precious.

The innate spiritual roots alone have already depleted all of the Wu Clan's reserves.

Refining even one pill is already the limit.

"Brother, we won't waste words with you."

"Since you like alchemy, then go and learn from those stinky Taoist priests."

"We're off to conquer the primordial world, so we won't be playing with you here anymore."

Seeing that it was all a misunderstanding, Zhu Rong's temper flared even more.

"stop!!"

Before Zhu Rong could even leave the main hall, Di Jiang called out to her.

"Brother, if you change your mind now, we will still obey your every command."

"But if you continue to act like a wolf in sheep's clothing while practicing alchemy, then don't blame your brothers for disowning you."

Zhu Rong turned her face to the side.

"Our Wu tribe does not contend for supremacy in the primordial world."

"As for the reason... my words are the reason!!!"

A thousand years have passed, and we have obtained everything we were meant to obtain.

There's no need for Dijiang to keep up the act any longer.

As for kind words of advice, Dijiang, who understood the eleven ancestral witches, knew that it was completely useless.

"Ha ha!!"

Zhu Rong laughed in fury, "Di Jiang, who do you think you are, daring to talk about the future of the entire Wu tribe?"

"You've been terrified by the demons, but none of the sons of our witch clan are cowards."

"Get out of our way, don't block our path."

"otherwise???"

(End of this chapter)