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

Chapter 9: Wandering the Primordial World, the Demon Court of Buzhou Appears

Just as the group of ancestral witches were about to speak, Panhuang emerged from the Pangu Palace. Beside him were two tall, voluptuous women with long ponytails, wearing white short-sleeved shirts, light blue denim shorts, and white sneakers. Panhuang carried nothing beneath them. ✩ 🎀 69M.K.❤� 🎀 ✩

"Hiss!!! Thirteenth Brother, your spirit's outfit, tsk tsk tsk." When Tianwu saw Si Teng and Zhong Ling, his eyes immediately revealed the look of a seasoned veteran.

Upon seeing Tianwu's expression, Panhuang's eyes widened instantly. Was this the look a true Ancestral Witch should have? It seems that despite your thick eyebrows and big eyes, your thinking has become problematic!

"Tenth Brother, when I return from my travels, I'll forge a battle companion for you, just like this. What do you think?" Pan Huang raised an eyebrow.

"Haha, good! I'll wait for Thirteenth Brother." Tianwu nodded quickly.

"Ouch!!! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts." Tian Wu had just finished speaking when Ru Shou grabbed his ear.

"Is this how you act as an older brother?" Ru Shou rolled his eyes at Tian Wu.

"Haha, just kidding, it's all just kidding," Tianwu quickly explained.

However, I must say, the spirit of the thirteenth brother is really pleasing to the eye!

"Oh! By the way, didn't you say you had something to discuss?" Pan Huang suddenly asked.

"It's nothing major, we just got together because we hadn't seen each other in a long time and wanted to discuss the future of the Witch Clan. That's all for now," Zhu Jiuyin explained with a smile.

"Alright then, I'll be leaving now. It will be a hundred years at the shortest, and several hundred years at the longest. I will return when Hongjun gives his next sermon," Pan Huang said to everyone, and then rode away on a cloud.

"Let's continue what happened earlier," Jumang said after Panhuang left.

"Second Brother, if you ask me, why have so many opinions? They're just a few beasts anyway, just kill them." It was Zhu Rong again.

"But the current situation is that several of our hunting teams have been wiped out by those beasts. Our witch clan is different from the demon clan. The demon clan is born and raised in nature, while our witch clan can only be nurtured by blood pools. The demon clan can withstand the consumption, but we cannot," Zhu Jiu said in a gloomy voice.

"Then what do you suggest we do?" Zhu Rong said helplessly.

"Alright then, let the men keep quiet for a while. The hunting party should temporarily stop hunting the demons heading to Tang Valley and go somewhere else instead," Di Jiang said after thinking for a moment.

"Brother, this isn't a solution!" Gonggong said.

"Now is not the time to wage war against the demon race. Soon, Hongjun will be giving his second lecture. At that time, all those powerful beings will go to Chaos. At that time..." Zhu Jiuyin said with a smile, his smile somewhat sinister.

"Hahaha, good idea, this is a good idea. Thirteenth Brother once said that when the enemy is too strong, we can admit defeat first, and then launch a counterattack when the enemy's internal defenses are weak." Shebi Shi immediately understood Zhu Jiuyin's meaning.

"Pah, that's called a strategic retreat. When has my Wu clan ever been afraid? Can't you speak properly?" Qiang Liang rolled his eyes at Shebi Shi.

"Yes, yes, strategic retreat, I misremembered."

"Then let's do it this way. Everyone should keep the men in the tribe in check for now. We'll discuss everything after Hongjun's second lecture." Dijiang made the decision.

Meanwhile, after leaving Buzhou Mountain, Pan Huang was at a loss as to where to go next, and his first stop was the Blood Sea.

The reason he chose the Blood Sea was because of his identity as an Ancestral Witch. Another reason was that the Blood Sea was the place where Pangu's filthy blood gathered. He wanted to try to see if he could purify the filthy blood of the Blood Sea with his divine forging method and thus refine Pangu's bloodline.

At the same time, he also wanted to have a conversation with Styx. Styx and Zhen Yuanzi were both veteran powerhouses from the prehistoric era, and the fact that they were able to survive from the beginning of the prehistoric era to later generations already spoke volumes. After all, those without strength and means all died in history.

Just as Pan Huang arrived at the Blood Sea, a rumble sounded in the sky. Pan Huang looked up and saw that the top of Buzhou Mountain was covered with colorful clouds and auspicious energy. A spatial phantom was projected onto the prehistoric world. From this phantom, one could see that it was a complex of buildings. The complex was extremely large and extremely luxurious, making people yearn for it at first glance. This made Pan Huang's expression change.

Upon seeing the projection in Tanggu, Di Jun and his group immediately stood up excitedly. Wasn't this the very demon clan's stronghold they had been searching for? This place was practically tailor-made for the demon clan!

"Big brother!" Seeing Dijun so excited, Taiyi immediately stood up and prepared to take over the place for himself.

"This is within the area of ​​Buzhou Mountain. Do you think the Wu tribe will let you succeed?" Nuwa said at this moment.

"Hmph! Then beat them until they agree." Taiyi sneered.

"Then go ahead." Kunpeng, whom we haven't seen for a long time, appeared outside the council hall. He was the one who said those words just now.

"Kunpeng, I've tolerated you for too long." Taiyi was furious when Kunpeng ruthlessly humiliated him.

"If it weren't for the two of you forcing me, do you think I would be afraid of you?" Kunpeng said coldly, then bypassed Taiyi and sat down on a chair to the side.

"Kunpeng, you are now the Demon Master of my demon race," Di Jun said in a deep voice.

"Oh! I will do what a demon master should do." Kunpeng nodded indifferently, because he now had the right to be proud. After that matter was announced to the prehistoric world, his strength would increase by leaps and bounds, and it would not be impossible for him to break free from the demon-summoning banner at that time.

"Let's discuss how to move into that space on Mount Buzhou," Fuxi said, unable to bear it any longer, and stepped in to mediate.

"Right now, all the races of the prehistoric world are probably itching for a fight, but the only ones who can pose a threat to our demon race are the witch race. The rest are just a bunch of rabble," Taiyi said with a gloomy face after sitting down.

Just as Di Jun and the others were discussing, the Twelve Ancestral Witches also gathered in the Pangu Palace.

"Brother, could that be something left to us by the Father God?" Zhu Rong asked.

"I don't know, but since it appeared on the top of Buzhou Mountain, it's probably related to the Father God."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's hurry up and grab it, otherwise we won't have a chance when the other races of the prehistoric world arrive," Gonggong quickly said.

"No!" Jumang shook his head at this moment.

"Why?" The ancestral witches frowned.

"We were formed from the essence and blood of the Father God and settled in this Buzhou Mountain. Therefore, I believe our mission is to protect the primordial land, not the primordial sky. So, we will not fight for this place; our main territory is still the primordial land," Jumang said, expressing his understanding.

After he finished speaking, the Ancestral Witches fell into deep thought. Jumang's words made some sense, but they were still somewhat unwilling to accept it.

"Second Sister is right. The Pangu Temple is very powerful, isn't it? It was formed from the heart of Father God, but he didn't escape into that space. Instead, he landed on the primordial land. This is the hint that Father God gave us, but..." Zhu Jiuyin followed up on Ju Mang's words and said another sentence to everyone.

"But what?"

"We won't move in, but we'll still fight for it, because Buzhou Mountain is our territory. Whoever moves in in the end, we'll let them know who the real master of this Buzhou Mountain area is," Zhu Jiuyin said in a sinister tone.

(End of this chapter)