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

Chapter 5: Naming the Demon Clan Si Teng, Establishment of the Demon Race

Upon arriving at Zixiao Palace, Dijun and Taiyi knelt down. Dijun then spoke a few words of flattery, which moved even himself.

"Okay!" After waiting for a long time, just when Dijun and Taiyi were about to give up, Hongjun's voice appeared in their ears.

"Thank you for your kindness, Dao Ancestor." Di Jun and Tai Yi exchanged a glance, seeing the excitement and ambition in each other's eyes. They quickly thanked each other and left the prehistoric world, preparing to return and build up the demon race for a major undertaking.

After returning to the prehistoric world, Di Jun and Tai Yi began to make contact. They first contacted the Ten Great Demon Saints, although they did not yet have the title of Ten Great Demon Saints.

After Di Jun found Bai Ze and the others and explained the situation, Bai Ze and the others hit it off with Di Jun and Tai Yi and immediately joined the demon clan formed by Di Jun and Tai Yi. Bai Ze and the others also took the initiative to help Di Jun and Tai Yi persuade others.

Di Jun's definition of the demon race followed the three races in the Dragon-Han Calamity. In his words, all birds, beasts, and scaled creatures that cultivated to the Dao could be called demons. He formed the demon race to gather birds, beasts, and scaled creatures in the prehistoric world.

From this, it is not hard to see that Di Jun has great ambitions. He probably thought of the reasons for the destruction of the three races, and he believed that he had the ability to unite the three races and take advantage of the fortune of the demon race to ascend to the holy position in one fell swoop.

Just as Di Jun was taking action, Pan Huang in the Pangu Palace was also at a critical moment in refining his weapon. When he was refining the innate gourd vine, he did not add any other refining materials. He only added the immature seventh gourd and a small piece of Nine Heavens Breath Soil, and then he separated a strand of the merit of opening the heavens and added it to the refining process.

As a member of the Wu clan born from the essence of Pangu's blood, he inherently possesses the merit of creating the world, and his true form, the Pangu Axe, also possesses the merit of creating the world.

"The time has come, solidify!" Pan Huang shouted as he looked at the soft whip that was almost formed in front of him. The next second, the soft whip was immediately solidified. At the same time, a pressure appeared on Mount Buzhou. However, as soon as this pressure appeared, Mount Buzhou stirred up a trace of pressure. After the pressure of Mount Buzhou appeared, it disappeared instantly.

After the oppressive aura disappeared, Pan Huang finished his forging. Looking at the whip in his hand, a smile appeared on Pan Huang's face.

"Hiss!!! A primordial spiritual treasure, is this primordial gourd vine combined with the merit of creation really this powerful?" Pan Huang kept saying.

This was Pan Huang's second time refining a weapon, and also the first time he had successfully created a primordial magic treasure. At this moment, all he wanted to do was shout, "Who else is more powerful than this? Even the Qiankun Cauldron is not as powerful as it!"

Thinking of this, Pan Huang threw down the whip in his hand. A flash of light appeared, and a woman with a hot figure, curvaceous at the front and a cold expression appeared in front of Pan Huang. Her fiery red dress accentuated her hot figure, giving her a unique charm.

"Greetings, Father God!" Upon seeing Pan Huang, the woman quickly knelt down on one knee.

"Just call me Young Master from now on. And don't kneel down all the time. There aren't that many rules in front of me."

"Yes, young master."

"By the way, you don't have a name yet. How about I give you one? How about Si Teng?" Pan Huang looked at the woman in front of him and thought of a name from a movie or TV series from his previous life. He felt that it would be very suitable for this woman who was made from innate gourd vine.

"Thank you for bestowing this name upon me, young master." Si Teng was very pleased.

"Let's go. I've been in seclusion for over ten years. Let's go out for a stroll." Pan Huang said, getting up and leading Si Teng out of the Pangu Palace.

After leaving the Pangu Temple, he saw the twelve ancestral witches discussing matters in the front hall of the Pangu Temple.

"Thirteenth Brother is here!" Upon seeing Pan Huang, Shebishi was the first to greet him.

"Thirteenth brother, what's this?" Houtu asked, pointing to Si Teng behind Pan Huang.

"Her name is Si Teng. She is a spirit I created by using the innate gourd vine, the unripe gourd, and the Nine Heavens Breath Soil," Pan Huang said with a smile.

"Thirteenth Brother, your laws are truly too powerful! You can even refine innate spiritual treasures!" Zhu Jiuyin was somewhat surprised at this moment!

"Thirteenth brother, when will you help me forge a weapon?" Zhu Rong asked quickly after hearing Zhu Jiuyin's words.

"No problem, but Third Brother, you'll have to prepare the materials yourself. I don't have any on hand." Pan Huang nodded.

He was actually eager to forge weapons for the Ancestral Witches. To change their fate, the first step was to improve their strength, and a suitable weapon could undoubtedly increase their power significantly.

"No problem!" Zhu Rong waved his hand after hearing this. With their strength, obtaining some refining materials was a piece of cake.

As everyone was chatting, a magnificent voice appeared in the prehistoric world. Upon closer listening, it turned out to be the voice of Emperor Jun.

"The demon race has been established? It seems it's time for the sons of my witch clan to be born." Upon hearing that Di Jun had established the demon race, Pan Huang murmured to himself.

"You wretched, filthy bird, how dare you lay your hands on the entire prehistoric world! I'll go and twist off your bird's head right now!" Zhu Rong had the most fiery temper, and when he heard that Di Jun had established the demon race, he instantly flew into a rage.

As the true descendants of Pangu, none of them established any power or interfered with the primordial world. They all adhered to the principle of silently protecting the primordial world. Unexpectedly, someone dared to imitate the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin clans to create a power and interfere with the primordial world.

"Third Brother, this is inevitable. There's a saying that wherever there are people, there is a jianghu (martial arts world). I speculate that something must have happened in Zixiao Palace, which aroused the ambitions of Dijun and Taiyi, which is why the demon race has appeared in the world."

"But we can't let them be so arrogant, can we?"

"Since they can establish their power, why can't we? There are still quite a few blood pools deep within our Pangu Palace. The inherited memories should contain information on how to nurture our Wu clan's sons, right?" Pan Huang said with a smile.

Upon hearing Pan Huang's words, the twelve Ancestral Witches' eyes lit up. That's right! If Di Jun could establish the Demon Race, then we Ancestral Witches could also establish the Witch Race!

Thinking of this, Zhu Rong pulled Pan Huang and headed straight for the depths of the Pangu Palace, and the other ancestral witches quickly followed.

Seeing this, Pan Huang could only smile bitterly. If there was a way, he really didn't want to bring the Wu Clan into existence, because the current prehistoric world was basically the domain of innate gods, with very few acquired beings, and they were not a significant force.

However, bringing them together would be a remarkable stroke of luck, and the Heavenly Dao would certainly make calculations for the sake of the operation of the world.

But then I thought, if there are no challenges, what's the point of time travel? Time travel is about turning the impossible into the possible. So what if it's the Heavenly Dao? There are so many powerful figures in my army of time travelers who don't even respect the Heavenly Dao. Why should I be afraid?

Upon thinking of this, Pan Huang suddenly felt an extremely strong fighting spirit. The other Ancestral Witches just smiled when they saw this, thinking that their thirteenth brother was excited, after all, their witch clan's son was about to be born.

Upon arriving at the depths of the Pangu Palace, the Ancestral Witches, upon seeing the blood pool before them, immediately cut their wrists and forced out a considerable amount of their essence blood.

After the essence blood fell into the blood pool, the entire blood pool began to churn. Before long, countless blood cocoons appeared in the blood pool, and the children of the witch clan were conceived within these blood cocoons.

Pan Huang also tried to force out some of his essence blood into the blood pool, but there was no reaction. However, there was a reaction. When Pan Huang's essence blood fell into the blood pool, a layer of precious light appeared instantly in the entire blood pool, but no blood cocoon formed.

(End of this chapter)