Primordial Era: Exceptional Comprehension, Destroying Buzhou Mountain at the Start

Chapter 16: Scaled Armor Seeks the Town's Fortune, Discord Among the Witch Clan, Golden Crow's Rebirth, Phoenix's Premonition

Meeting such gazes, Di Qing calmly said, "In the current prehistoric world, aside from many unexpected events, those qualified to hunt down so many ancestors are only the Flying Bird Clan, the Scaled Armor Clan, my own Witch Clan, and the Luo Alliance in the west, along with you ancestors."

"However, my Wu clan has no grudges against the many ancestors. Moreover, among my Wu clan, only thirteen ancestral witches are under the blessing of Buzhou Mountain, which gives them the confidence to hunt down the ancestors. But Buzhou Mountain is not so easy to enter, and the fact that we have attracted the blessing of Buzhou Mountain will make a great fuss and attract a lot of attention. Therefore, these many fallen ancestors have nothing to do with our Wu clan." Di Qing immediately retorted when he saw the gaze of the 350 Yin-Yang Ancestors.

Di Qing remained neither humble nor arrogant, completely ignoring the many questioning glances and immediately retorting. It's rather ironic, really; their Wu clan must have nothing better to do than go back and deal with these ancestors.

What benefit would there be in beheading these ancestors? The Witch Clan wouldn't do something without benefit.

Many of the elders nodded silently upon hearing Di Qing's words, knowing that the Wu clan, to which Di Qing belonged, had no reason to kill the elders.

Moreover, given Di Qing's current strength and actions, he wouldn't stoop to lying.

At this moment, Ancestor Hongjun also spoke up: "I, Hongjun, have no intention of killing many fellow Daoists. I believe you all feel the same way. After all, although we call ourselves Ancestors and haven't had much interaction with each other, we are all Kunlun cultivators, and can be considered natural neighbors. It may seem like nothing usually, but when danger truly arises, we Kunlun cultivators are natural allies. Because of this, none of us have the intention to hunt down many fellow Daoists."

"That's right, we would never do that. So right now, the only ones capable of killing these fellow Daoists are Ancestral Dragon, Phoenix Ancestor, and Luo Lian," another ancestor said.

"Recently, both the flying and scaled races have been secretly recuperating. As for Luo Lian, he has kept an extremely low profile since his trip to Buzhou, and there is no trace of him at all. Furthermore, although Luo Lian is very strong, he is not strong enough. It is simply impossible for Luo Lian to kill so many fellow Daoists silently." An old ancestor said in a low voice.

The many patriarchs talked and discussed among themselves, speculating about the secrets behind their deaths.

No matter how they discussed it, they couldn't find anyone to suspect.

Di Qing watched the argument unfold without intervening. But in his heart, he pondered who was truly responsible for the current state of the primordial world.

Di Qing instinctively thought of Luo Lian. After all, Di Qing possessed memories of the future and knew that Luo Lian had challenged the primordial world, thus initiating the conflict between the Dao and the Demonic. Therefore, given the current bizarre situation, Luo Lian was the most likely culprit.

However, Di Qing only had suspicions; he couldn't say for sure what the specifics were. In the eyes of the many elders, Luo Lian, though powerful, was only slightly stronger than them. He simply didn't have the ability to directly kill them all.

This discussion has continued for many years without any resolution.

However, the many patriarchs did not leave either. They did not want to perish for no reason, nor did they want to die quietly. Staying together made them much safer.

Faced with this situation, Di Qing didn't bother to say anything. On the contrary, having so many patriarchs gathered together saved him the trouble of visiting them one by one. He immediately began discussing the Great Dao with the patriarchs around him, exchanging ideas on the Dao.

The old ancestor was speechless. What kind of time is this? And you, Di Qing, still have the leisure to discuss the Dao? Besides, everyone knows your Ancestral Witches are powerful, with unparalleled physical bodies. You, who cultivates only the physical body and whose Dao arises spontaneously, what's the point of discussing the Dao with us?

There was no way around it; ever since the Witch Clan displayed their power, many cultivators both feared and were curious about them. After learning more, they also knew some things about the Witch Clan. But Emperor Qing was the only exception; they truly couldn't understand him.

You, a cultivator specializing in body refinement, why do you spend your days discussing Dao with us? You even created a cultivation system that moved them and perfectly suited their needs. It's like a brute suddenly picking up a pen and writing an article that will be passed down through the ages.

This sense of déjà vu left many of the elders speechless. But since Di Qing had already said so, there was nothing they could do. Since they were bored anyway, they might as well discuss the Dao.

After a long while, the once silent and solemn Daoist hall began to resonate with the sounds of discussion. The other elders joined in. Since they had nothing better to do, they decided to discuss the Dao among themselves.

In an instant, the voice of the Great Dao resounded throughout the temple.

However, just as everyone was discussing the Dao, in the endless sea, the Ancestral Dragon looked at the message sent by his clansmen and felt that much of his fortune had dissipated.

"Who on earth is it?" Ancestral Dragon roared in fury, sensing the rapid dissipation of his clan's fortune. Using his perception of fortune, he discovered that many powerful members of his clan had perished. This rage manifested itself, sweeping across the numerous scaled-armored warriors.

"Clan leader, we don't know either. Over the years, apart from seclusion to heal our injuries, we have been following your orders to search for spiritual treasures that can suppress the fortune. So, for so many years, many of our clan's powerful members have been away and have no idea how they perished," a scaled-armored expert said helplessly.

Zhulong also looked grave: "Brother, could it be a avian race?"

"Probably not. Ever since the battle back then, when Di Qing demonstrated the Qi Luck Suppression Technique, both I and the Phoenix Ancestor have been searching for something that can suppress the race's Qi Luck. After all, our three races rose to power through the Qi Luck, and in order to gather our Qi Luck to prove our Dao, our desire for the Qi Luck far surpasses that for anything else."

"So after learning that Di Qing could suppress destiny, they tried to understand its mysteries. They eventually realized that relying on spiritual treasures was the core of suppressing destiny. Therefore, both I and the Phoenix Ancestor were anxious to find a supreme treasure that could suppress destiny, rather than resorting to low-level methods like assassination." Ancestral Dragon snorted coldly.

"Yes. Based on our understanding of the Phoenix Ancestor, he is a very proud cultivator. He would never do such a disgraceful thing." A certain scaled-armored expert chimed in.

"If it's not the Phoenix Clan, then who is it? Could it be a cultivator from Kunlun? Or perhaps a beast clan?" Zhulong asked in return.

"That's even more impossible. The remaining powerful members of the beast race couldn't possibly have hunted down so many powerful individuals so quietly. The cultivators within Kunlun wouldn't be idle enough to provoke our scaled armor race. Unless, unless it's Luo Lian. But Luo Lian doesn't have that kind of strength, does he?"

Zu Long was puzzled. He knew that each of these fallen powerhouses was incredibly strong. Even if he wanted to kill them, it would take him some time.

The First Emperor was puzzled and found it difficult to find an answer. Finally, he ordered: "Order all tribes to return and suspend the search for the treasure of destiny. We will resume after we find the reason for the deaths of our people."

The Scaled Armor Clan, having lost many members, had to devise a countermeasure and then search for the reasons behind their deaths.

The same was true for the bird race; many of their powerful members had also perished.

The Phoenix Ancestor made a similar decision to the Ancestral Dragon: "Stop searching for the Qi-gathering treasure. Let's find the cultivators who harmed our flying creatures first."

Upon hearing this, many birds flew away, each with a resentful expression, wanting to find the cultivator who had secretly caused trouble and avenge their people.

After the many birds departed, the Phoenix Ancestor came to the core of the clan's territory, where the supreme spiritual root, the Wutong Divine Tree, was located. This spiritual root was also the Phoenix Ancestor's companion spiritual root, witnessing the Phoenix Ancestor's growth and the development of the bird clan.

On the sacred parasol tree lies a phoenix nest. It was once the birthplace of the phoenix clan, containing a rich flame of rebirth. Now, within this flame, two birds, resembling both phoenixes and golden crows, dance.

Upon seeing the arrival of the Phoenix Ancestor, they immediately flew over and said, "Di Jun, Tai Yi, pay your respects to the Ancestor."

"No need for formalities."

The Phoenix Ancestor remained calm, gazing at Di Jun and Tai Yi, his mind filled with countless thoughts. It was because of Di Jun and Tai Yi that the Flying Bird Clan and the Witch Clan had become enemies, ultimately leading to the great war that followed.

But Di Jun and Tai Yi were, after all, members of his avian clan, and people he held in high regard. So when Di Jun and Tai Yi suffered severe injuries, with only one-tenth of their original essence remaining, and were on the verge of death, the Phoenix Ancestor sent them into this Nirvana Phoenix Nest, where they were revived by the Nirvana Divine Fire.

The Phoenix Ancestor, having done much, looked at Di Jun and Tai Yi now and asked, "How are you brothers recovering lately?"

"Reporting back to the Ancestor, my brother and I have recovered very well. It is estimated that in another tens of thousands of years, we will be able to transform back into human form. Moreover, this time, our origins will change from three-legged golden crows to phoenix-feathered golden crows."

Di Jun's reply was sincere and full of gratitude. He was grateful to the Phoenix Ancestor for saving him and his brothers, and also for the opportunity the Phoenix Ancestor had given them.

(End of this chapter)