Primordial Era: Something's Wrong with This Generation of Witch Clan

Chapter 37 The Lich War

As expected, after the other Ancestral Witches entered the fray, the balance of the war tipped in favor of the Witch Clan, but Di Jun and Tai Yi remained unmoved. -Manga~*'¨¯¨'*·Dance~ ➅❾𝓢нᵘ᙭.𝓒𝐎𝓶 ~Dance*'¨¯¨'*·~Manga-

Because Panhuang and Zhenyuanzi of the Wu Clan haven't made a move either, they're probably wary of me and Taiyi. If I and Taiyi dare to make a move, Panhuang and Zhenyuanzi will definitely take action, and then both my good corpse and Taiyi will be severely injured.

If he were to suffer a severe injury, the Demon Court would be in danger. Nuwa is currently in seclusion, and Fuxi is protecting Nuwa, so he has no time to attend to matters concerning the Demon Court.

It didn't take long, probably only about the time it takes for two incense sticks to burn, before the demon race brought by Di Jun was almost completely wiped out, while the witch race suffered zero casualties, with only a few seriously injured and dying.

Seeing this, Di Jun trembled all over, but he dared not say anything harsh, because the Wu Clan's brain circuits were abnormal. If he said anything harsh, they would not retaliate, but would instead kill him.

So in the end, Di Jun had no choice but to gather his remaining troops and prepare to return to the Demon Court. This time, the Demon Court's reputation was destined to be humiliated by the Witch Clan.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, don't you want this Primordial Purple Qi anymore?" Panhuang called out as he saw Dijun and the others about to leave.

Upon hearing Pan Huang's words, Kunpeng suddenly turned around, his gaze fixed intently on Pan Huang's face.

"Just ask, and I'll give you the Primordial Purple Qi. Anyway, we don't really need it." Pan Huang pulled the Primordial Purple Qi out of the Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd.

"Demon Master!" Just as Kunpeng was about to speak, Taiyi suddenly called out to him coldly.

Then Kunpeng turned to look at the surrounding demons. Their eyes were cold, as if Kunpeng would be a sinner if he agreed.

"Demon Master, this Primordial Purple Qi should be given to the Demon Emperor, because the Demon Emperor is the king of the Demon Court, the faith of the entire demon race, and the most qualified person to obtain the Primordial Purple Qi," Bai Ze said calmly.

"Demon Master, think twice."

"My Lord Demon Master, as a demon master of the demon race, you should have a spirit of selfless dedication."

"My Lord Demon Master..."

"My Lord Demon Master..."

Listening to the cacophony of voices from the demon race, Kunpeng's heart sank deeper and deeper until it finally vanished completely into the darkness.

"This Primordial Purple Qi is beyond my fortune to enjoy; let it remain with Ancestral Witch Panhuang." A hint of resentment flashed in Kunpeng's eyes. He then raised his head to look at Panhuang, his tone filled with unwillingness and anger, his voice trembling as he spoke.

"Hahaha! Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, did you see that? This is the demon race. They exposed themselves with just a casual try. Since you don't want to..." Pan Huang said with a smile.

"How dare you!" Before Pan Huang could finish speaking, Di Jun and Tai Yi roared.

Because they saw that Pan Huang actually wanted to destroy the Primordial Purple Qi, Taiyi immediately threw out the Chaos Bell, and Dijun also threw out the River Chart and Luo Book. Their only purpose was to stop Pan Huang from destroying the Primordial Purple Qi.

bang——

The Twelve Ancestral Witches stood in front of Pan Huang, blocking the attacks from Di Jun and Tai Yi.

The Primordial Purple Qi seemed to sense Pan Huang's intentions and began to struggle. Seeing that it could not escape Pan Huang's grasp, the Primordial Purple Qi disintegrated in front of everyone and then entered Pan Huang's body.

Pan Huang was terrified by this sudden scene. He quickly released his grip, and even the power of law appeared on his body as he tried to expel the Primordial Purple Qi from his body.

However, this was to no avail. The Primordial Purple Qi ignored Pan Huang's power of law and turned into fragments that entered Pan Huang's body.

"No!" Di Jun and Tai Yi roared in anger upon seeing this scene.

Destroyed! The hope of becoming a saint was extinguished. Why? Why did the Primordial Purple Qi enter Panhuang's body? He didn't have a primordial spirit! Dijun and Taiyi couldn't understand.

"What the hell is going on?" Pan Huang was terrified. It was true that the Primordial Purple Qi was the foundation of the Great Dao, but at the same time it was also a shackle, a shackle of the Heavenly Dao.

Anyone who achieves sainthood through the Primordial Purple Qi will be suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, which is why Pan Huang is so terrified.

There's something else Pan Huang can't understand: the Wu Clan doesn't have a primordial spirit, so why did the Primordial Purple Qi choose him?

"Good, very good, excellent. This Primordial Purple Qi will remain with you for now. I will personally come to retrieve it a thousand years from now." Emperor Jun had regained his senses by this time.

He looked coldly at Pan Huang and the group of Ancestral Witches, then led his men away.

Dijiang and the others remained silent, watching the direction the demons had left in, their thoughts unknown.

"Disperse!" Di Jiang said calmly after the demons disappeared.

With the departure of the Lich and Demon races, those who had been watching this place also withdrew their gazes.

"A thousand years? This ancestral witch is waiting for you!" Zhu Rong and Gong Gong said calmly, looking in the direction Di Jun and the others had left.

Pan Huang remained silent, his expression extremely tense. The Primordial Purple Qi entered his body and then fell silent, causing Pan Huang great concern. This was probably the last thing he wanted in the entire Primordial World.

"Big brother, I'm going back first!" Pan Huang said anxiously to Di Jiang, and then left without even taking Si Teng and the others with him.

Upon returning to the Pangu Temple, Pan Huang immediately sank into the blood pool and used the power of laws and the energy in the blood pool to cleanse his body again and again, but he could not find any trace of the Primordial Purple Qi.

"No! How could it not be? It clearly burrowed into my body!" Pan Huang's forehead was covered in sweat, and his face was full of anxiety and fear. This was the first time Pan Huang had been so flustered since he transmigrated.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but Pan Huang's expression turned numb. He still couldn't find the Primordial Purple Qi, and he was ready to give up.

hum-

Just as Pan Huang walked out of the blood pool with a numb expression, a light appeared in his dantian, which surprised him!

"Burning!!!" Pan Huang said in exasperation after sensing the situation in his dantian.

The Primordial Purple Qi he had been searching for for so long had actually been absorbed by the Kongtong Seal. No wonder he couldn't find it, because the Primordial Purple Qi hadn't stayed in his body at all.

At this moment, the Primordial Purple Qi was surrounding the other hand of the figure in the Kongtong Seal. Thus, the figure in the Kongtong Seal, who was guarded by nine dragons, now had everything in his hands: Primordial Purple Qi on his left and right, and the Heavenly Illusion Divine Array on his right.

"Why did the Primordial Purple Qi appear on the Kongtong Seal?" Pan Huang frowned.

"Wait!" Suddenly, Pan Huang seemed to have thought of something.

Kongtong Seal, Human Race, Primordial Purple Qi!

Could this Primordial Purple Qi be used to seal the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors? Otherwise, it's hard to explain why this Primordial Purple Qi is entangled on the Kongtong Seal and even appears in fragmented form.

Pan Huang was very self-aware. As the foundation of the Great Dao, it was not something he could crush. But the fact is that he crushed the foundation of the Great Dao, which could only mean that the foundation of the Great Dao shattered itself.

"No wonder Lao Tzu, who obtained the Kongtong Seal, wielded such great power in the human race. Even when he stole the human race's fortune, Nuwa was able to tolerate it. Perhaps it was because Lao Tzu was able to make Fuxi the emperor of the human race!" Pan Huang muttered to himself, looking at the Kongtong Seal in his hand.

"Thirteenth brother! Thirteenth brother!" Just as Pan Huang was lost in thought, Shebi Shi's anxious voice reached his ears.

"Twelfth Brother! What's wrong?" Pan Huang came out from the back hall upon hearing Shebishi's voice.

"Thirteenth brother, are you alright?" Shebishi rushed to Panhuang and began to examine his body.

"It's nothing! Nothing at all!" Pan Huang said with a smile.

"Where's that 'Primordial Purple Qi'? Has it been taken out? Will this thing have any effect on you?" Xuanming and Houtu also looked concerned.

"Don't worry! It's already been taken care of!" Pan Huang patted his chest.

"That's good!" Everyone nodded.

"By the way, where is Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi?" Pan Huang asked.

"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi has returned to Wuzhuang Temple. He doesn't seem to be in a good mood," Zhu Jiuyin said.

"I'm going to find Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi now." Pan Huang nodded.

Wuzhuang Temple.

"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, this is Fellow Daoist Hongyun's primordial spirit. Please keep it safe. It is not yet time for Fellow Daoist Hongyun to be resurrected. I will tell you when the time comes." Pan Huang handed Hongyun's primordial spirit to Zhen Yuanzi.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Panhuang! Thank you, Fellow Daoist Panhuang!" Zhen Yuanzi was taken aback at first, then he carefully accepted Hongyun's primordial spirit, his face showing an excited expression.

"Remember, you must never let anyone know that Fellow Daoist Hongyun is still alive!" Pan Huang looked at Zhen Yuanzi with a serious expression.

"Don't worry!" Zhen Yuanzi nodded heavily.

On the other side, the Demon Court!

After entering the Demon Court, Taiyi finally couldn't hold on any longer, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted, which made Dijun Shanshi very nervous.

After checking Taiyi's injuries, Dijun immediately carried Taiyi to the Sun Star. Taiyi's injuries were very serious, and his very essence had been damaged. Only by returning to their birthplace could the power of law within him be cleared, and only on the Sun Star could his essence be restored.

"Bai Ze, go and collect materials now to prepare for refining the Star Banner. Ying Zhao, go and select 365 main star lords and 14,800 minor star lords from the demon race. I will completely annihilate the witch race in a thousand years." After returning from the Sun Star, Di Jun began to make arrangements.

After Di Jun made the arrangements, the entire Demon Court began to move. They collected materials while using force to suppress some minor races and force them to join the Demon Clan's camp.

Clearly, the demon race was looking for cannon fodder. Anyone who dared to resist would be exterminated. This caused the weaker races among the myriad races of the prehistoric world to start banding together for warmth, but it was to no avail. They could only be forced to accept the demon race's "recruitment" and join the demon race's cannon fodder camp.

Not only the Demon Court, but the Witch Clan also made some moves, but their moves were not as big as those of the Demon Clan. The Witch Clan simply trained their troops, nothing but training. Some smaller races wanted to join the Witch Clan for protection, but they were rejected. In the words of the Witch Clan, they did not need outside help. For a time, the entire prehistoric world began to be filled with fear and unease.

Five hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye. During these five hundred years, the demon race and the witch race have had constant friction, but no large-scale war has broken out.

At this moment, the demon race is familiarizing themselves with the Zhou Tian Star Array in the endless star field. The Zhou Tian Star Array is not yet perfect, but it has already shown its power. As the array operates, a terrifying aura constantly permeates the endless star field.

The Wu Clan inexplicably stopped all their activities, including training their troops. Those who had been paying close attention to the Wu and Yao clans were puzzled. What was the Wu Clan doing?

Have they given up resistance? Or are they already certain of victory? I can't figure it out.

In the blink of an eye, the thousand-year promise has arrived.

Di Jun and Tai Yi stood in the Demon Court, with 365 Great Zhou Heavenly Star Lords and more than 10,000 Lesser Zhou Heavenly Star Lords in front of them.

"The Witch Clan disrespects the Heavenly Way and the Dao Ancestor, truly a malignant tumor in our prehistoric world. Today, our Demon Clan will raise a righteous army to punish the Witch Clan and eradicate this malignant tumor from the prehistoric world." Di Jun said passionately, looking at the Demon Clan warriors before him.

If Pan Huang heard Di Jun's words here, he would definitely roll his eyes at him. This is simply hypocritical.

The reason why Di Jun said this was because his ambition had swelled. At present, the only one in the prehistoric world who can fight against the demon race is the witch race. If the witch race is defeated, the demon race can officially take over the prehistoric world and become the overlord of the prehistoric world.

At that time, he will be the only overlord of the prehistoric world after the ferocious beasts, dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns. With the help of the fortune of all races in the prehistoric world, Di Jun will surely be able to pass the Hongmeng Purple Qi retest and advance to become a saint.

"Let's go!" After saying that, Di Jun waved his hand and led the demons to Buzhou Mountain.

At this time, the Wu tribe had also completed its assembly at Buzhou Mountain. However, unlike the Yao tribe, the Wu tribe did not have much killing intent, and the entire Wu tribe appeared very calm.

However, those secretly observing the Witch Clan did not believe that the Witch Clan was powerless to fight. On the contrary, in their eyes, the Witch Clan was the calm before the storm.

"Thirteenth Brother! Can we expose ourselves this time?" At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, Dijiang asked Panhuang.

"It doesn't matter. Don't we still have a backup plan? The spirit of the artifact always needs to reveal its true form to unleash its full power. If we keep it hidden this time, we might suffer heavy losses." Pan Huang nodded.

"Alright, then let those demon brats of the demon race witness the methods of my Wu clan." Zhu Rong nodded.

As he spoke, a middle-aged man dressed in fiery red armor stepped out from behind Zhu Rong. This was Zhu Rong's weapon spirit, the Fire God Blade.

After the Fire God Blade emerged, the other Ancestral Witches also stepped out from behind. They were both men and women, and their auras were all very powerful. They were all innate spiritual treasures. Houtu's Xuanwu Shield had even reached the level of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure because of the addition of the Breath Soil.

"Dijiang, I have arrived!" Dijun's voice came from Buzhou Mountain while the Ancestral Witches were chatting.

"Hmph!" Di Jun snorted coldly, suppressing Di Jun's voice.

"There is now a Primordial Witch Clan who disrespects the Heavenly Way and the Dao Ancestors, burning, killing, and plundering across the Primordial Land, committing all sorts of evil deeds. They are truly a malignant tumor in our Primordial Land. Now, our Demon Clan has raised a righteous army and will surely eradicate this malignant tumor of the Witch Clan, restoring a bright and clear world to the Primordial Land." Di Jun's voice resounded throughout the Primordial Land.

"Hmph! This primordial land was created by my father, Pangu. What ability does Hongjun Laoer have that deserves our respect? We are the descendants of our father, and we are the masters of this primordial land. How dare you, you mongrel bird, insult our father! You deserve to die!"

Zhu Rong and Gong Gong were the most hot-tempered among the Ancestral Witches. When they heard Di Jun say this, they immediately became furious.

(End of this chapter)