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"Hou Tu, my girl..."

Dijiang murmured softly, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

What does this mark mean?

This means that even if the Wu Clan perishes in this great calamity, their bloodline will not be severed.

The true spirit enters the cycle of reincarnation, retaining its memories for each reincarnation... In the next life, the Witch Clan will still exist!

This was the last escape route that Houtu left for the Wu tribe.

"That's all?"

Qiang Liang stepped forward, lightning flashing in his eyes:

"We, the sons of the Wu tribe, would rather die in battle than live a life of dishonor!"

"good!"

Zhu Rong was engulfed in flames:

"Through reincarnation, the memories remain, but the physical body is no longer that of a member of the Wu clan, and the bloodline is no longer pure... How can one still be considered a member of the Wu clan?!"

The sound was like thunder, shaking the entire hall.

Although the other ancestral witches did not speak, their expressions were exactly the same as Zhu Rong's.

The Wu tribe does not cultivate the primordial spirit, but only refines the physical body, proving the Dao through force.

Bloodline is fundamental, and the physical body is pride.

If one is reincarnated as a human, a demon, or another race... even if the memories remain, would one still be a member of the witch race?

"That's why I said... this is just a fallback plan."

Xuan Du's gaze remained calm as he swept over the assembled Ancestral Witches:

"The real way out...is in your own hands."

"What do you mean?"

Dijiang asked in a deep voice.

Xuan Du spoke slowly and deliberately:

"I will make my move in the final battle."

"To restrain part of the demon race's power, and even... restrain the Primordial Beginning."

Upon hearing this, the pupils of all the Ancestral Witches shrank drastically!

"You want to be an enemy of a saint?!"

Zhu Jiuyin's voice was deep and filled with disbelief.

Who is Yuanshi?

The Jade Purity Saint, one of the Three Pure Ones, is in charge of the Chan Sect and enjoys the merits of the creation of the world. He is the oldest and most orthodox Heavenly Saint in the primordial world!

Although Xuandu is a Hunyuan Daluo, he has only been in this realm for a hundred years.

He wants to be an enemy of Yuanshi?

"Not as enemies."

A cold smile curled at the corner of Xuan Du's lips:

"It's a reckoning."

"Yuanshi wants to use the Great Kalpa to eliminate me, so naturally I will also use the Great Kalpa to teach him a lesson."

The voice was calm, yet it carried a resolute killing intent!

The ancestral witches were deeply shaken.

They could clearly sense that Xuandu's words were by no means empty boasting.

He truly intended to... fight against Yuanshi during the Great Tribulation!

Why?

Dijiang's eyes were deep and profound:

"Although you and Yuanshi have a grudge, it has not yet reached the point of no return."

"Moreover, the Great Calamity is perilous, and the secrets of Heaven are in chaos. If you were to fight against Yuanshi, you might be ambushed by other sages."

"Although the Jie Sect is powerful, it ultimately only has Tongtian as its leader."

Every word makes sense.

This is also the most perplexing aspect for the Wu tribe.

Why would Xuandu take such a risk and become an enemy of Yuanshi during the Great Tribulation?

"because......"

Xuandu slowly raised his head, gazing at the endless sky outside the palace:

"My Primordial Chaos Path is destined to be opposed to that of the Heavenly Sage."

He paused, his voice turning cold:

"Yuanshi sees me as a variable and wants to get rid of me as soon as possible."

"I see the primordial beginning as a shackle, and I wish to break it as soon as possible."

"This is a struggle over the Dao, not about right or wrong, but about life and death."

The Way is in contention!

The two words struck like a heavy hammer, hitting the depths of the hearts and minds of all the ancestral witches!

They finally understood.

Xuan Du's ambitions are far from ordinary fortune or power.

He is about to embark on a path of transcendence unlike any he has ever taken before.

A primordial Great Dao that does not rely on the Way of Heaven, nor on external things, but only on one's own body!

This path is inherently opposed to the path of the Heavenly Saints who wield power and maintain order.

Yuanshi wanted to maintain the absolute dominance of the Heavenly Way and suppress all variables.

Xuandu must forge a new path and break all shackles.

Between the two, only one can exist.

"so......"

Dijiang took a deep breath:

"Your assistance to my Wu clan is not out of genuine sincerity, but rather... a pretext for settling scores with Yuanshi under the guise of the Lich War?"

Xuan Du nodded calmly:

"You could say that."

"But this is also an opportunity for the witch clan."

"I will restrain Yuanshi, and the Intercepting Sect will restrain part of the demon race's power."

"At that time, the Zhou Tian Star Array will not be able to be fully activated, and the Du Tian Divine Fiend Array will only have 60% of its power... It may not be impossible to win a battle."

"even......"

His gaze swept over the assembled ancestral witches:

"If handled properly, the Witch Clan... may not necessarily lose."

It's not necessarily a matter of defeat?

A sudden light shone in the eyes of the ancestral witches!

Their biggest fear was that Yuanshi would descend upon the scene and the Zhou Tian Star Array would be fully activated.

If Xuandu can truly restrain Yuanshi, and the Jie Sect can further restrain some of the demon race's power...

In this battle, the Witch Clan... truly has a chance of winning!

"What do you need my witch clan to do?"

Dijiang asked in a deep voice.

There is no free lunch in the world.

Xuan Du's voice was as calm as water, slowly echoing within the Pangu Hall.

"I want the Witch Clan to join the Intercepting Sect."

The eleven Ancestral Witches all paled in shock!

The hall fell into a deathly silence, with only the crackling of the candlelight illuminating ten faces filled with utter shock.

"you!"

Zhu Rong suddenly took a step forward, and the flames around his body suddenly surged, transforming into a roaring fire dragon that fiercely pounced towards Xuan Du!

"Xuan Du! You've gone too far!"

Wherever the fire dragon passed, space distorted and burned, and the terrifying heat almost set the entire Pangu Palace ablaze!

The Wu Clan is formed from the essence and blood of Pangu. They are born with the ability to control the laws, prove the Dao with force, and claim to be the true descendants of Pangu!

Even after countless eons since the beginning of time, when the Three Pure Ones became saints, they would only address each other as fellow Daoists.

Who has ever dared to be so arrogant as to ask them to join the Jie Sect to their faces?!

This is simply trampling on the pride of the Wu tribe!

however.

Xuan Du stood still, his blue robes unmoved, his gaze calmly fixed on the approaching fire dragon.

He didn't even raise his hand.

However, when the fire dragon was still about ten feet away from him...

"Buzz".

A faint, almost imperceptible wisp of chaotic Daoist energy quietly emanated from his body.

"laugh......"

The fire dragon crashed into the endless deep sea, its flames gradually extinguished, its power diminished, and finally it turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated.

Zhu Rong's pupils shrank suddenly, and for the first time, horror appeared on his face!

He struck with fury, though not with his full strength, it was enough to burn mountains and boil seas; an ordinary quasi-saint would die upon contact!

But Xuan Du... didn't even move, yet he easily neutralized it?

Is this the strength of a Primordial Grand Luo?

"Zhurong, step back."

Dijiang slowly raised his hand, and the dark red spatial laws, like an invisible hand, forcefully pulled Zhurong back to its original position.

His face was ashen, his eyes fixed intently on Xuan Du:

"Fellow Daoist Xuandu... your words are far too frivolous."

His voice was hoarse, suppressing a torrent of rage.

If he hadn't been wary of Xuandu's strength, and if the Witch Clan hadn't been in such a precarious situation... he would have already made his move!

Upon hearing this, Xuan Du's lips slowly curled into a smile.

He had anticipated this reaction from the ancestral shamans.

The Wu tribe is arrogant and of the true lineage of Pangu; how could they willingly submit to others?

Moreover, it is a sect founded by Tongtian, one of the Three Pure Ones.