High-end prehistoric world, suppressing ascendants at the start.

"By the decree of the Dao Ancestor, we are to patrol the primordial world, investigate illegal activities, and restore order. All those who disrupt the heavenly secrets, destroy the order of the primordial world, or introduce evil spirits from other realms are within our jurisdiction."

"Dijiang, are you still asking me now whether or not I'm giving face to your Wu clan?"

This seemingly simple question carried more weight than any previous decree, like an invisible abyss stretching across the heavens and earth, sending a chill down the spines of all the enraged ancestral witches.

The Heavenly Order Maintenance Division!

The Daoist Ancestor's decree!

Inspect the wilderness and investigate illegal activities!

Each word represents a supreme authority, an absolute power that transcends all races of the primordial world. The source of this authority points directly to that supreme being who dwells beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, one with the Heavenly Dao—Hongjun Daozu!

The Wu tribe disrespected Heaven and did not worship gods, but they were not without intelligence. They could despise the Jade Emperor and compete with the demon race's Emperor Jun and Taiyi for the position of protagonist of Heaven and Earth, but they harbored the deepest fear of that Dao Ancestor. He was a being who, in the truest sense, single-handedly suppressed an era and set the rules for the entire primordial world! His will was the will of Heaven!

Dijiang's expression shifted repeatedly, from extreme solemnity to surprise and doubt, and finally to a deep-seated sense of humiliation and helplessness. As the Ancestral Witch of Space and the head of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, his wisdom was profound, far surpassing that of figures like Zhurong and Gonggong. He could clearly sense that the talisman in Chen Feng's palm indeed contained the same Heavenly Dao authority as the Zixiao Palace, and even purer and more majestic than that of ordinary Zixiao Palace disciples.

This can't be faked!

It was a crushing defeat in terms of status, an absolute dominance of "order" over "laws"!

"Fellow Daoist Chen Feng, Di Jiang is blind to your greatness and has offended you greatly."

In the end, Dijiang chose to yield. He did so not for himself, but for the entire Wu tribe. Faced with a mysterious and powerful figure who could manipulate Zhurong and Gonggong at will and wielded the "Dao Ancestor's Seal," any impulsive act could bring annihilation upon the Wu tribe.

He slowly withdrew his hands from his brothers, but his deep eyes remained fixed on Chen Feng. His voice was hoarse as he asked, "May I ask, Fellow Daoist Chen Feng, what exactly did my clan's Great Shaman Hou Yi… no, Hou Yi, commit? Why was he possessed by an otherworldly demon?"

Seeing Di Jiang back down, Chen Feng's tension about forging the "Dao Ancestor's Seal" quietly dissipated. This was exactly the effect he wanted. It was better to bring up the only existence they feared than to reason with these muscular, single-minded Ancestral Witches.

His expression remained unchanged, still that cold, businesslike demeanor, as if everything was under his control.

"Dijiang, let me make this clear from the beginning. It's not that I have any grudge against the Wu Clan, but rather that I'm entrusted by the Dao Ancestor Hongjun to temporarily manage matters related to 'abnormal variables' within the Primordial World. It's my duty."

Chen Feng's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every Ancestral Witch.

"Simply put, it's about catching those who break the rules, recklessly seize bodies, and carry dangerous cheat codes—the so-called 'systems'—who are 'unregistered' individuals who disrupt the natural order."

He shook the unconscious body of Hou Yi that he was carrying, as if he were carrying a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.

"This kid is one of them. The 'Slaughter System' on him is the root of that otherworldly demon. Oh, right, before this, there was another one who wanted to incite the Golden Crow to destroy the world, and I've already thrown him into the 'Ruins of Retreat'."

Guixu Meditation Center?

The ancestral witches were taken aback again. What kind of place was this? Judging from the name, it didn't seem like a good place.

Chen Feng ignored their doubts, his sharp gaze sweeping over Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, who were bound like two giant rice dumplings by the purple-gold chains and were still struggling unwillingly. He then looked at the other ancestral witches, who were filled with astonishment and uncertainty, and his tone suddenly became more serious:

"You think I'm harming Hou Yi? I'm saving him! Saving your entire witch clan!"

"Any later, and this madman controlled by the 'Killing System' would have drawn the Sun-Shooting Bow and recklessly shot down those golden crows in the sky! At that point, it wouldn't just be one or two feathered beasts dying. Your Witch Clan should just wait for a full-scale war with the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court, a war to the death!"

These words resonated like a thunderclap before the Pangu Temple!

"What?!"

Ru Shou, Ju Mang, and other ancestral shamans were once again greatly alarmed.

Shoot down the Golden Crow?

They didn't even dare to imagine the consequences!

The Heavenly Court of the Demon Race regarded those ten golden crows as princes, the lifeblood of the Demon Emperor Di Jun. If they were shot down by Hou Yi, it would be an absolute blood feud that would last until death!

At that time, the long-suppressed conflict between the Lich and Demon races will completely erupt, and the entire prehistoric land will be turned into a battlefield, with rivers of blood flowing and countless lives lost!

"Impossible! How could Hou Yi be so crazy!" The hot-tempered Ru Shou retorted instinctively.

However, before he could finish speaking, the Time Ancestor Zhu Jiuyin, who had been silent all along, suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes!

"Buzz—"

In an instant, it seemed as if an endless river of time, spanning billions of years, was rushing and flowing in his eyes, countless fragments of the future and threads of cause and effect intertwining, evolving, and shattering deep within his pupils! He saw it, he saw a blurry vision of the future—

On the earth, a towering figure wielding a divine bow roared to the heavens, and nine divine arrows transformed into streaks of light, shooting towards the sky. Nine suns, like ripe fruits, exploded with a deafening roar and fell to the earth! Immediately afterward, the demon race was enraged. The Eastern Emperor Bell resounded throughout the three realms, the River Chart and Luo Book obscured the secrets of heaven, and the Zhou Tian Star Array roared into operation, colliding violently with the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Array on the ground! The entire primordial world groaned and shattered in this terrifying collision!

"puff!"

Zhu Jiuyin suddenly spat out a mouthful of Ancestral Witch essence blood, his face instantly turning deathly pale, and the surging river of time in his eyes dissipated. He staggered a step, staring in horror at Chen Feng and the Hou Yi in his hand, his voice trembling with fear: "What he said... is true... I saw it... the war between the Lich King and the Demon King, the collapse of heaven and earth..."

Even Zhu Jiuyin said so, so the other Ancestral Witches had no more doubts. They all felt a chill run down their spines and were filled with lingering fear.

Dijiang's body stiffened as well. He took a deep breath, his chest heaving, and his gaze towards Chen Feng completely changed. From initial hostility and wariness, it transformed into a complex mix of emotions and a hint of...gratitude?

He realized that if the mysterious "Director Chen" hadn't appeared in time to stop the possessed Hou Yi, the terrible future predicted by Zhu Jiuyin might have become a reality.

This man, who called himself the "maintainer of order," unknowingly saved the witch clan once!

Chen Feng took in everyone's reactions, a cold smile playing on his lips. The time was right. He continued in his emotionless tone:

"Now, I'm going to take this 'fake Hou Yi' back, strip away his alien soul and so-called 'system,' and see if I can preserve Hou Yi's original soul and body as much as possible. This requires extremely precise operations, which you can't solve with brute force."

As he spoke, he tugged at the purple-gold chains in his hand, and the bound Zhu Rong and Gong Gong staggered and almost fell to the ground, letting out angry and frustrated growls.