Houtu is infatuated with me, so I made her lean against the wall.

"Damn it, what on earth happened? Why did the Witch Clan establish itself as a clan ahead of schedule?"

"Moreover, judging from the fortunes of the Wu Clan, it is actually more prosperous than the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clan combined?"

Hongjun awoke from his enlightenment and looked down at the Wu tribe, filled with overwhelming malevolent energy, at the foot of Buzhou Mountain with a gloomy expression.

The Witch Clan established itself ahead of schedule and even gained a thirteenth Ancestral Witch. In contrast, the Demon Clan is still a disorganized mess. How will the Demon Clan contend with the Witch Clan in the future?

Did this allow Di Jun and Tai Yi to establish the demon race ahead of schedule?

No, although Di Jun and Tai Yi are quite strong at the moment, they are still not strong enough to subdue a group of innate beings.

Most importantly, the fortunes of the Witch Clan were even more prosperous than he had imagined. Even if the Demon Clan were to be established, they would certainly not be a match for the Witch Clan.

What should I do?

After pondering for a while, Hongjun channeled his magic power and unleashed two beams of divine light.

The divine light pierced through the chaos and traveled straight toward the sun.

Di Jun and Tai Yi, who were marveling at the power and prestige of the Wu Clan, exchanged a glance after receiving the divine light, both seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.

They never expected that Hongjun, the Dao Ancestor, would actually plan to give them special instruction.

What an incredible opportunity!

With that in mind, Di Jun and Tai Yi stopped paying attention to the Wu Clan and instead used the Golden Crow Rainbow Transformation Technique to speed towards Chaos.

Inside the Pangu Temple.

Qin Ming's eyes flashed with divine light as he looked at Di Jun and Tai Yi, a cold smile appearing on his face: "Seeing the might of the Witch Clan, are you preparing to give Di Jun and Tai Yi special treatment?"

"Hongjun, Hongjun, you really will stop at nothing to achieve the Dao."

"However, with me here, you won't succeed."

Thinking of this, Qin Ming's lips curled up, and he stopped paying attention, focusing on preaching to Nuwa.

Time flies.

Since the establishment of the Wu tribe, the creatures around Buzhou Mountain have suffered greatly.

The Wu tribe primarily focuses on body refinement, which requires replenishing a large amount of qi and blood.

The stronger one's cultivation level, the greater one's appetite.

Led by a group of great shamans, those beings who would inevitably become demons were massacred.

This situation also angered a host of innate beings.

"Damn it! This witch clan is going too far! They're killing our people so wantonly. If this continues, won't our race be completely wiped out?"

A cultivator with a dragon's head, a human body, bird claws, and feathers on his arms, whose cultivation had reached the mid-stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, spoke with a gloomy expression.

"Ji Meng, the Wu Clan is now very powerful. Their patriarch, Hou Tu, is incredibly strong, having reached the late stage of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm. Who among us can be her match?"

"Moreover, Houtu is on very good terms with Daozun. If we offend Daozun, we will all be implicated."

A cultivator with a human face, a horse's body, tiger stripes, bird wings on his back, and a voice as resonant as a garnet spoke calmly.

"Yingzhao, are you suggesting that the massacre of us by the Witch Clan is simply forgotten?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Meng's expression grew even more somber.

"What else can we do but let it go?"

"In this primordial world, strength reigns supreme. If we can't afford to provoke them, can't we at least avoid them?"

"Let's relocate our clan's territory."

The barefoot, rat-like cultivator with wings on his back and a wretched appearance sighed deeply, his face full of frustration.

"migrate?"

"Though the wilderness is vast, where can it accommodate so many of our people?"

"Besides, we can migrate, but what if the Witch Clan grows stronger and its power spreads again in the future?"

The cultivator with nine bull heads, a dragon's tail, and a cry like that of a baby interrupted with a worried expression.

"Nine Infants, what do you say?"

"Why don't you go and lead the charge, and fight the Witch Clan?"

"Fei Dan, stop with your sarcastic remarks. If I had a solution, would I need to discuss countermeasures with you all here?"

For a time, the cultivators were discussing the matter animatedly, and none of them could convince the others.

Even worse, some short-tempered individuals, while arguing, would consider resorting to violence.

"Enough! Look at yourselves! Where is the image of a leader of a power?"

"If this continues, you will collapse before the Witch Clan even attacks."

Just as the scene was filled with noise, a cultivator with a lion's body, two horns, a goat's beard, and a pure white body roared.

Upon hearing this, the room immediately fell silent.

After all, the cultivator in front of them was no ordinary person.

Although he wasn't the strongest among them, he was knowledgeable about everything, and his divine aura could ward off evil and bring good fortune; he was their strategist.

No one dared to offend this monk.

"Bai Ze, you are the smartest among us, and you have always been very wise. Please give us some advice."

Bi Fang looked at Bai Ze expectantly.

"If the Witch Clan can establish its own clan, why can't we?"

"In my opinion, we can establish a demon race to rival the witch race."

Upon hearing this, Bai Ze's eyes flickered.

"But how will Houtu and Daozun deal with them?"

"Are we to make the Dao Ancestor our backer?"

Qiongqi looked at Bai Ze with a puzzled expression.

The Wu Clan has two powerful figures behind them: Houtu and Qin Ming.

Especially Qin Ming, who was the first great being to attain enlightenment after the creation of the world, and whose strength was unknown to anyone except Hongjun.

Even though they created the demon race, without a powerful figure to match them, they would still crumble at the first sign of war.

"It's not impossible."

"For now, all we need to do is to be patient for the time being."

"Let's temporarily avoid the sharp edge of the Witch Clan, while secretly contacting those powerful beings in the primordial world. When the time is right, we can pray to the Heavenly Dao and establish the Demon Clan."

Bai Ze's innate supernatural abilities reveal a great deal.

He already knew who the future ruler of the demon race would be.

However, even if Di Jun and Tai Yi were mentioned, most people present would probably not be convinced.

Therefore, he needs to wait for the right opportunity.

He knew that Dijun and Taiyi would surely soar to great heights.

That will be the best time for their demon race to be established.

Moreover, since Di Jun has already taken up one of the seven prayer mats, if he can gain Hong Jun's favor in the future, Hong Jun might very well accept him.

If that's really the case, with the Dao Ancestor Hongjun around, would they be afraid of the Dao Venerable Qin Ming?

With Qin Ming gone, the Witch Clan will be much easier to deal with.

As long as Houtu doesn't attain enlightenment, their demon race will eventually be able to close the gap with the witch race.

For now, the only option is to remain patient, secretly contact powerful figures, and recruit experts for the future of the demon race.

Upon hearing Bai Ze's words, the group of cultivators remained silent for a moment before nodding and returning to their clans to prepare for the relocation of their tribes.

Pangu Temple.

As Qin Ming preached, he also discerned the secrets of heaven.

Upon seeing the conflict between the witch and demon races, he did not pay much attention to it. After sending a divine light into Houtu's mind, he focused on preaching to Nuwa.

During her more than two thousand years of enlightenment, Nuwa's cultivation level continued to rise.

As the three thousand years approached, before Hongjun's second sermon, the laws of creation surrounding Nuwa trembled violently.

At the same time, a continuous stream of chaotic spiritual energy surged into Nuwa's body like a tide.

Nuwa's head was adorned with three flowers in full bloom, and the five elements within her chest manifested in form, continuously merging into the Dao body.

A vast aura emanated from Nuwa and spread outwards.

Seeing this, Qin Ming was already prepared. The Chaos Pearl, the Beginningless Bell, and other spiritual treasures broke through the air and arrived at the Fire Cloud Cave, concealing the secrets of heaven from the trembling human world.

At the same time, relying on the seed of the law of power on the Heavenly Dao Chains, a passage was opened.

In an instant, a continuous stream of human fortune poured into Nuwa's body.