Primordial Era: Cultivation level equals the sum of the Jie Sect's total; the Three Pure Ones a

"Dijiang... do you truly intend to become my enemy for the sake of a human Xuandu?"

The Primordial Celestial Venerable spoke slowly, his voice icy, golden flames flickering wildly in his eyes, almost bursting forth.

He stared intently at Dijiang, at the phantom of Pangu, the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi in his sleeve humming and trembling, the Jade Purity Dao Patterns flickering, clearly showing that he was furious to the extreme.

He never expected this.

He personally descended upon the ancestral land of the Wu tribe and made such a solemn promise.

They even risked everything to promise to restrain the Zhou Tian Star Array during the Great Tribulation, creating an opportunity for the Witch Clan to win.

But the Twelve Ancestral Witches... showed absolutely no appreciation!

Instead of being grateful, he summoned the Great Array of Gods and Demons of the Capital and threatened him with the phantom of Pangu!

This is simply... a blatant slap in the face!

It is a complete disregard for the majesty of this Jade Purity Saint!

"To be an enemy?"

Dijiang grinned, and the phantom of the giant axe on his shoulder slowly rose, his blood and qi surging like an angry dragon.

"Yuanshi, it was you who first came to my Wu clan to make a fuss, attempting to use my Wu clan to clear obstacles for your own teachings."

"Our Wu tribe has always acted directly and straightforwardly, and we disdain such roundabout schemes."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Yuanshi's gloomy face, and sneered:

"Besides... do you think I'm a fool?"

"To restrain the Zhou Tian Star Array? During the Great Calamity, the heavenly secrets are in chaos, and cause and effect are entangled. As a sage, how could you, Yuanshi, risk such a danger for my Wu Clan?"

"I'm afraid that after it's all done, you'll be the first to renege on your promise, and might even join forces with the demon race to deal with my witch race, right?"

Each question was like a knife, piercing the depths of the primordial Dao heart!

Yuanshi's pupils contracted sharply. Although his face did not change color, the trembling of the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi in his sleeve betrayed his shock and anger.

Dijiang... actually saw through his scheme?

This barbarian...when did he develop such thoughts?

"Big brother is right!"

Zhu Rong's body erupted with the true fire of the sun, his red hair danced wildly, and the flames in his eyes almost materialized:

"Yuanshi, your Chan Sect prides itself on being the orthodox lineage of the Xuanmen (Taoist school) and has always looked down on my Wu Clan. Yet today you come here pretending to offer some kind of opportunity?"

"Do you really think my witch clan are fools, to be manipulated by you?"

Gonggong also sneered, and the water element around him transformed into an angry dragon that coiled around him:

"If you want to fight, then fight! Why all the nonsense!"

"My Wu Clan's Heavenly Divine Fiend Formation is ready to test the mettle of you, Jade Purity Saint!"

Jumang, Rushou, Xuanming, Qiangliang, Yuezi, Tianwu, Zhujiuyin, Shebishi...

The other Ancestral Witches all stepped forward!

The twelve pillars of energy and blood that reached the heavens and the earth suddenly surged, intertwining and converging wildly within the hall!

The phantom of Pangu became increasingly solid, its muscles bulging, towering into the sky and standing upright. It held a giant axe phantom in its hand, its eyes filled with the chaos of birth and death, radiating a terrifying pressure that even saints would take notice of!

Pangu!

Even if it is just a phantom, even if it is just the convergence of the blood and qi of the twelve ancestral witches, the trace of the true meaning of the law of power it carries is enough to shake the foundation of a saint!

"Buzz..."

The phantom was surrounded by a faint, chaotic aura, as if it were about to reenact the scene of the creation of the world!

"Good...very good..."

The Primordial Celestial Venerable slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the golden flames in his eyes gradually subsided, turning into a bottomless expanse of coldness.

He knew that what happened today... was already a done deal.

The Wu tribe could not be swayed by him, much less be used by him.

If it weren't for the impending great calamity and the chaos of heavenly secrets, the Wu Clan might have dared to use the Great Array of the Heavenly Gods and Demons to wage war against him head-on!

"Dijiang, Zhurong, Gonggong... and all of you."

Yuanshi's gaze swept over the twelve Ancestral Witches one by one, finally settling on Houtu's clear and serene face, a barely perceptible glint of fierceness flashing in his eyes:

"I will remember this humiliation I have suffered today."

He said no more and flicked his sleeve.

"Buzz!"

The Jade Purity Immortal Light suddenly receded, transforming into a dazzling stream of light that tore through the solidified void within the Pangu Palace and charged fiercely towards the outside!

"boom!"

The gates of the Pangu Temple suddenly burst open!

The Primordial One's form transformed into Jade Pure Immortal Light and vanished in an instant into the sky above Mount Buzhou.

Only a voice, cold as a knife, echoed from the depths of the void, reverberating within the hearts of the twelve Ancestral Witches:

"During this great calamity... the Witch Clan, you'd better behave yourselves."

The noise gradually subsided.

Silence returned to the Pangu Hall.

The phantom of Pangu slowly faded away, transforming into twelve streams of blood-red light that returned to the bodies of the twelve Ancestral Witches.

The pillars of qi and blood converged, and the oppressive force dissipated.

But the atmosphere inside the hall... grew increasingly heavy.

"Big brother..."

Zhu Rong was the first to speak, flames flickering in her eyes:

"That old codger, Yuanshi, he's really gone just like that?"

Dijiang slowly lowered the giant axe from his shoulder, grinned, but there was no smile in his eyes:

"If we don't leave, do you really want to fight us in the Pangu Palace?"

"Although he is a saint, the phantom of Pangu summoned by the Great Array of Heavenly Gods and Demons is enough to give him a hard time."

"Moreover... the great calamity is approaching, and the secrets of heaven are in chaos. If he is injured here, it may affect his plans during the great calamity."

Zhu Rong snorted:

"He got off too easily."

Gonggong's water element subsided, and he said coldly:

"However... what Yuanshi said today is not entirely untrue."

He looked at Dijiang, a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes:

"Xuandu has attained the Great Luo of Primordial Chaos, and martial arts have become the dominant force. The rise of the human race... indeed poses a potential threat to our Wu clan."

"Especially human blood..."

Before he could finish speaking...

"Second brother, you are mistaken."

Houtu stepped forward slowly, her voice clear yet carrying an undeniable firmness:

"The reason why human blood can restrain my witch race is because the demon race used a secret method to forge the witch-slaying sword, not because of the human race itself."

"The martial arts passed down by Xuandu are a way to temper oneself and tap into one's potential, and have nothing to do with the essence and blood of the human race."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over the assembled ancestral witches:

"Moreover... my witch clan and the human race have never had any conflict."

"When the human race was weak, my witch race never bullied them, but instead protected them on many occasions."

"On the contrary, the demon race slaughtered thirty-seven tribes of humans, extracted their blood to forge swords, and forged a blood feud with the human race."

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend."

"Why should my Wu Clan, for a mere empty promise from Yuanshi, wage a life-or-death conflict with the Human Race, Xuandu, and the Jie Sect...?"

Every word was clear and distinct.

Jumang's body was enveloped in the laws of wood, and he pondered:

"What my sister says makes sense."

"Although Xuan Du is a teacher of the human race, he may not necessarily be an enemy of my witch race."

"On the contrary, the demon race... is our true enemy."

Ru Shou nodded, his entire body radiating a sharp and intimidating aura of the golden law:

"Indeed, during the Great Calamity, the Lich King and the Lich King will inevitably clash."

"It would be unwise to make enemies of the human race at this time."

The ancestral witches, including Xuanming, Qiangliang, Yuezi, Tianwu, Zhujiuyin, and Shebishi, all had different expressions, clearly weighing their options.

Di Jiang remained silent for a long time, then slowly raised his head, gazing at the endless void outside the palace, his eyes flashing with a sharp light:

"Little sister, do you mean... to form an alliance with Xuandu and the human race?"

Houtu nodded slightly:

"It's not an alliance, but... cooperation."

Her eyes were clear, reflecting the slowly beating heart of Pangu in the hall:

"Xuan Du seizes life-saving opportunities for the human race, establishes martial arts, and gathers fortune; his ambitions are immense."

"This has no conflict with our witch clan..."

"What the Wu tribe wants is to defeat the demon tribe, become the overlord of the primordial world, and even... restore the glory of the father god."

"What the human race wants is to break free from the fate of being eaten by blood and rise among the myriad races of the primordial world."

"We... can each get what we need."

Dijiang frowned slightly:

How can everyone get what they need?

Houtu slowly said:

"During the Great Tribulation, the decisive battle between the Lich and the Demon race will take place. The Demon race's Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array is the greatest obstacle to our Lich race."

"And Xuandu... once used the Chaos Divine Light to forcefully break through the defense of the Zhou Tian Star Array, and even forced Di Jun to self-destruct thirty-six main stars, leaving the array with less than one-tenth of its power."

She glanced at Dijiang, a profound meaning flashing in her eyes:

"If, during the final battle, Xuan could use the Chaos Divine Light to tear apart the defenses of the Zhou Tian Star Array once again..."

"Then the phantom of Pangu summoned by my Witch Clan's Heavenly God and Demon Formation can be cleaved down with a single axe stroke, utterly crushing the demon race!"

Upon hearing this, all the ancestral witches were shaken to their core!

Yes!

The chaotic divine light of Xuandu could sweep away everything, even the star arches formed by the Zhou Tian Star Array.

If, at the crucial moment of the Lich War, Xuandu suddenly intervenes, tearing apart the great formation's defenses with chaotic divine light...

That demon race's greatest reliance will vanish into nothingness!

At that time, the phantom of Pangu summoned by the Great Array of Heavenly Gods and Demons can drive straight in and annihilate the Demon Court with a single axe!

"Great plan!"

Zhu Rong's eyes blazed with intense flames, and he clapped his hands and laughed:

"In this way, the demon race is doomed to defeat!"

Gonggong's eyes lit up as well:

"If Xuan Du is willing to make a move, the Zhou Tian Star Array... is nothing to fear!"

Jumang pondered for a moment and said:

"But... why is Xuandu helping my Wu clan?"

Houtu smiled slightly:

"Because the demon race is also the mortal enemy of the human race."

"The demon race slaughtered thirty-seven tribes of humans, extracting their blood to forge swords; this hatred is irreconcilable."

"Xuan Du, as the teacher of the human race, led hundreds of millions of humans to besiege the demon court, confronted the stars of the heavens, and forced Di Jun to bow his head... He had long since formed a deadly enmity with the demon race."

"During the Great Tribulation, the Lich and Demon races will clash. If the Demon race wins, the Human race will face annihilation."

"Therefore... Xuandu will never sit idly by and watch the demon race win."

"Helping my witch clan is helping himself and the human race."

The analysis is clear, logical, and gets straight to the point.

The light in Dijiang's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

He slowly rose, the phantom of the giant axe on his shoulder trembling slightly:

"What you say, little sister, is very good!"

"Cooperating with Xuandu, each getting what they need, and fighting the demon race together... is indeed much wiser than listening to Yuanshi's words and fighting the human race to the death."

He paused, then looked at Houtu:

"But... how do I contact Xuan Du?"

"When Yuanshi came just now, my Wu clan rejected his proposal and even threatened him with the Dutian Divine Fiend Formation... Xuandu may not know this."

"Even if he knew, how could he possibly believe in the sincerity of my witch clan?"

Houtu's eyes flickered, and she said softly:

"I will personally travel to the shores of the East China Sea to meet Xuandu."

"I offer my ancestral shamanic form to demonstrate my sincerity."