Primordial Era: The Great Serpent of Yunmeng

"rise!"

With a roar from the Ancestral Witch, the entire Western Continent was plunged into darkness, with thunder rumbling across the sky and fierce winds sweeping across.

In an instant, sand and stones flew everywhere, making it impossible to see, and even the earth began to shake. Dijiang's body was covered in bulging veins, and his face was flushed red from the exertion.

With his teeth clenched, a bronze pillar slowly rose from the ground. With a loud bang, Dijiang's feet sank into the yellow soil, and countless cracks spread outward from the point of contact.

Dark red lightning danced wildly in the sky, igniting wildfires that spread with the strong winds, turning the entire western continent into a black and red landscape.

Dijiang kept shouting, and the bronze pillar rose inch by inch until it was completely suspended in the air. Suddenly, Dijiang felt a sense of relaxation throughout his body, and he fell backward.

Dijiang instinctively pushed the bronze pillar backward, arching his back in mid-air. Then, as if realizing something was wrong, he hurriedly threw the bronze pillar away.

Looking at the bronze pillar flying in the sky, Di Jiang felt a sense of loss. What an ordinary bronze pillar it was, how could it have suppressed them for so long?

After the bronze pillar landed, Dijiang slowly walked to its side. Blood was still seeping from the burst skin on his body, but Dijiang was completely unaware of it, his gaze fixed on the bronze pillar.

He gently stroked the bronze pillar, and with a casual squeeze, a huge handprint appeared on it. Dijiang then withdrew his hand, glancing at his hand and then at the bronze pillar from time to time.

Later, Dijiang simply sat directly on the bronze pillar and exclaimed:

"Looking at it now, this broken pillar doesn't seem as extraordinary as it used to be. I thought it was some kind of treasure, but it turns out you can see right through it."

"Why is it that, when it was first rooted in the earth, no matter from which angle I looked, it always seemed unattainable and insurmountable?"

"In the end, isn't it just a piece of junk? It doesn't even weigh much, hehe, hehe, haha~"

"It weighs almost nothing! Haha..."

Dijiang's laughter resounded throughout the sky, the pain in his body did not affect him in the slightest, and his voice was filled with unparalleled pleasure and relief.

The next instant, Dijiang crashed to the ground, his massive body raising a considerable amount of dust. Before he fell, only one voice echoed in Dijiang's mind.

"The Heavenly Court's influence is really nothing special!"

On the other side, Zhu Jiuyin suddenly felt a sense of joy and relief. Without thinking, he immediately understood that his elder brother had succeeded!

Looking at the bronze pillar before him, Zhu Jiuyin laughed loudly:

"Let me weigh the Heavenly Court!"

With a sudden roar, Zhu Jiuyin exerted all his strength at once, and with his bones and muscles creaking, the bronze pillar immediately began to shake.

The sky darkened further, and the wind blew even more fiercely, sending dust flying everywhere, forcing the Westerners to squint as they walked.

The gods were also watching, and countless sorcerers were eagerly anticipating what was to come. The bronze pillar began to slowly rise, with lightning snakes coiling around it and sparks flying everywhere.

Beneath the dense lightning, Zhu Jiuyin painstakingly pulled the bronze pillar out of the ground, then tossed it aside before collapsing.

Compared to Dijiang, his condition was undoubtedly much better. Although he was still in a sorry state, the pressure I was under was still within his acceptable range.

Before they could react, Houtu, Zhurong, Gonggong, and Xuanming attacked together, their target the bronze pillars corresponding to themselves.

With all four exerting their strength, the bronze pillar rose up in response. The weather outside became increasingly worse, but the pressure they faced was much less than that of Dijiang and Zhujiuyin.

Although they were both exhausted, at least they could still barely maintain their sitting posture.

Then came the remaining six Ancestral Witches and the Great Witches like Da Yi and Xing Tian.

The six Ancestral Witches disregarded everything and immediately began to exert their strength. However, Da Yi and Xing Tian took the secret medicine first and gradually began to act after stimulating their own potential.

By the time they made their move, the six ancestral witches had already pulled out almost half of the bronze pillars. With everyone exerting their strength together, the bronze pillars rose from the ground one by one.

The later someone makes a move, the less pressure they bear. However, even so, after pulling out the bronze pillar, all six great shamans were covered in blood. It would probably take them several eons to recover.

As all the bronze pillars were pulled out, the originally gloomy sky seemed to be swept by a gentle breeze, and suddenly became clear and bright.

A gentle breeze blows, but its effect is not merely an external sensation; it resonates in the hearts of many.

Gazing at the gently flowing stream, countless shamans who had previously found nothing unusual suddenly burst into tears, marveling at how clear, vibrant, and free the water was.

The breeze in the valley is clearly out of reach, so why does it stir up dust and sand that blinds them?

The many shamans had no idea what was going on; they only felt that the world at that moment was so vast and expansive.

Dijiang had regained consciousness sometime earlier and was sitting leaning against the bronze pillar. His clansmen tried to help him up, but he waved them away, saying:

"It's okay, don't worry about me. I've been suppressed by this thing for so long, it's my turn to suppress it today."

Calm, utterly calm. Dijiang didn't know why, but he imagined that he would be overjoyed and filled with boundless ambition after pulling out the bronze pillar and removing the shackles binding him.

But when that moment truly arrived, Dijiang felt nothing but endless peace, and all he saw were the cheers of his people and a clear, bright scene before him.

Dijiang didn't know when he fell asleep, but when he opened his eyes, he found that he had already returned to the tribe.

After going outside and looking around, Dijiang casually grabbed a high-ranking shaman and asked:

"How long was I unconscious? Where are the other ancestral witches?"

At this moment, Dijiang was actually quite unsettled. He had endured the greatest pressure as a vanguard for his race, but he never expected that when he opened his eyes, there wouldn't even be a single person serving him!

The captured high priest was initially startled, then overjoyed, exclaiming:

"Lord Dijiang, you've finally awakened! You've been asleep for over ten thousand years!"

Dijiang nodded and continued asking:

"Where are the others? Why was there no one guarding me after I fainted? Where are those great shamans and ancestral shamans?"

The great shaman, who was being held back by Dijiang, asked with a puzzled look:

"Unconscious? What do you mean, unconscious?"

Then, as if only then realizing what had happened, the great shaman burst into laughter:

"Lord Dijiang, you've misunderstood. You weren't unconscious; you were just asleep!"

"Have you forgotten? You woke up not long after you came out of your coma that day. I wanted to take you back, but you refused and insisted on sitting by the bronze pillar."

"Then you fell asleep not long after, and your snoring was louder than thunder. We couldn't wake you up no matter how we called you, so we had no choice but to carry you back."

"We were worried that something might happen, so we had a shaman come to check on you. He said you're just too tired and are currently asleep. You'll wake up on your own once you've had a good rest."

"Furthermore, Brother Chi You and the others are seriously injured and will die if we don't save them soon, so we have no choice but to go and take care of Brother Chi You first."

"As for the other Ancestral Witches, seeing that you were sleeping so soundly, they were too embarrassed to disturb you. After waiting for you for several years and seeing no sign of you waking up, they all returned to their own tribes."

Upon hearing this, Dijiang was speechless, and then left in a hurry without saying a word, leaving the bewildered Great Shaman standing there, wondering why Dijiang had done this.

As Dijiang walked along the main road, he felt his face flush with embarrassment. He had thought he had fainted, but he never expected that he had just fallen asleep!

Especially after hearing others say that his snoring was louder than thunder, Dijiang was too ashamed to stay any longer.

What Dijiang failed to notice was that he had never walked with such a light and brisk pace.

In the Heavenly Court, Qi observed the fortune of the Witch Clan, which had been expanding ever since it was freed from the constraints imposed by the Heavenly Court.

Basically, it can be said that it is constantly evolving, which is gradually reflected in the development of the Wu tribe, which can be described as changing rapidly.

Knowledge that had never been circulated to the Western Continent in the past is now being sought by countless small tribes to the relatively peaceful Western Continent due to the war.

They suffered greatly from the ravages of war, causing countless troubles for the native races of the Western continent, and numerous conflicts arose between the two.

However, their arrival also brought with it cultures and various doctrines of cultivation from the other three continents, completely different from those of the West.

A flawless version after careful inspection!

The seeds they improved over generations were able to take root and sprout on the land of the Western Continent, and the Dao Palace was also located on the Western Continent because of their arrival.

This undoubtedly had a profound impact on the relatively backward West, with changes ranging from clothing, food, housing, and transportation to even spiritual practices.

The large number of fleeing beings brought advanced technology to the Western continent, but also a penchant for extravagance.

What is commonplace in the East becomes a valuable treasure on the Western continent.

Some inferior elixirs with significant negative effects, which are not permitted in the Eastern continent, have become popular panaceas in the West, where blood and strength are valued.

Moreover, they brought with them extravagant things such as gambling, singing and dancing, and fine clothes, which changed the social atmosphere of the Western continent overnight.

Through these means, outsiders not only extracted substantial profits from the native inhabitants of the Western continent, but also propelled its development.

There were both good and bad aspects to this. During Dijiang's journey, he discovered that even within the tribe, taverns were everywhere, and people gambled and entertained themselves in the streets and alleys.

High-rise buildings with blue bricks and red tiles; not to mention the great shamans, even ordinary shamans are dressed like noble ladies in a grand hall, preferring brocade to hempen clothes.

The men, each adorned with feather fans and silk turbans, sat at the table, enjoying plum wine and engaging in lively discussions, displaying remarkable elegance.

When Dijiang looked around, he was somewhat dazed. Was this still the Wu tribe?

Dijiang was puzzled.

Suddenly, the sound of fighting came from ahead. Di Jiang raised an eyebrow and became interested. He strode over and saw that eight or nine young witches were arguing and fighting fiercely.

He initially thought it was just a fight between teenagers and shouldn't be a big deal, but after a few glances, Dijiang realized something was amiss.

Why are seven of them ganging up on the other two? And judging from their clothes, they are seven rich kids bullying the other two.

There were many onlookers, but no one tried to stop them; in fact, many cheered and applauded.

There were no adults around, only teenagers who didn't recognize Dijiang, the Ancestral Witch. Dijiang thought for a moment, then grabbed a young witch who was only eight feet tall and asked:

"Who are these people fighting? What's going on? Why are they fighting?"

The boy initially shrugged in displeasure, shaking off Dijiang's large hand. He glared at Dijiang, then looked him over. He was about to reprimand him, but seeing Dijiang's tall stature, he changed his tone and explained with disdain:

"They were all my former classmates, and we hang out together now. As for why they started fighting, I don't know. They were already fighting when I arrived."

Upon hearing this, Dijiang frowned and said:

"Since they're all your classmates, why didn't you stop them?"

The boy asked curiously:

"Why should I stop it? Everyone's got nothing better to do, so why not watch the show? Besides, the two families that got beaten up are already down on their luck. Why offend others for their sake?"

"Besides, it's just a fight. They'll still hang out together afterward, and they'll make up. Why should I be the bad guy?"

Dijiang frowned even more deeply, his attention focused entirely on the boy's earlier words, and asked again:

"Bored out of the loop? Family fortunes have declined? Tell me more."

The young man seemed to have grown tired of the fighting in the arena as well. After thinking for a moment, he pointed to the restaurant next door and said:

"If you buy me a drink, I'll tell you; otherwise, ask someone else."

Dijiang said indifferently:

"Okay, just do whatever you want, it won't make a difference."

The boy immediately beamed with joy. The two sat up in the restaurant, and the farce below gradually subsided. The boy first gulped down a cup of wine, then clicked his tongue in disbelief, looking as if he had been burned by the spiciness.

Seeing this, Dijiang also drank a bowl, only to find that the wine was incredibly soft and mellow, quite unlike the demeanor of a young man.

The boy gave Dijiang a thumbs up and said:

"You old shamans are really something, drinking such strong liquor without even blinking."

Dijiang merely urged:

"You've had the wine, so hurry up and tell me about what happened before."

The young man took another sip of his wine, and although he was displeased with Dijiang's urging, he still said:

"To put it bluntly, it's nothing special. Land in our Dijiang tribe is extremely valuable. It's one thing for the adults in those two families to be lazy and good-for-nothing, but they also became addicted to gambling and squandered their family fortune."

"They're broke, but they still want to have fun, so they have to suck up to others. If they say something wrong, they get beaten up, and that's become a habit."

"Anyway, as long as they still want to play together in the future, they definitely won't take this to heart. This is a common occurrence in tribes these days."

"In the past, there were instructors from the Dao Palace to supervise us, but we could only stay in the Dao Palace for a few years. After that, we had nothing to do but play around."

Dijiang's brows remained furrowed, and he immediately asked. (End of Chapter)