Primordial Era: The Sun Emperor

Gonggong coldly replied, "Brother, do you mean we should also establish one?"

"Indeed." Dijiang nodded and said, "Didn't the Heavenly Court say it would govern the entire primordial world and all living beings? Very well, then we will only govern the earth. Taiyi is called the Heavenly Emperor, and we will be called the God Emperors. The Wu Clan is the God Clan, and we will uphold the will of our Father God and rule the primordial continent!"

Upon hearing this, the ancestral witches roared with approval.

Zhu Rong slapped his thigh: "It should have been done long ago! That Taiyi is nothing but an illegitimate son born from the sun, which was formed from the left eye of the Father God! We are the legitimate sons, born from the very essence of the Father God's heart and soul! If Taiyi can become the Heavenly Emperor, why can't we become God Emperors!"

Zhu Jiuyin nodded in agreement, "Setting one up is fine, but the name must be memorable!"

"The Divine Court!" Houtu interjected, her voice gentle yet firm. "The Wu Clan is the embodiment of the Father God's essence and blood, inheriting the Father God's will, and should be a divine race. We are the God Emperors, and should be known by the name of the Divine Court! This will both demonstrate our identity and allow us to stand on equal footing with the Heavenly Court."

Dijiang nodded: "Alright, let's call it Divine Court!"

He stood up and strode towards the center of the Pangu Hall.

There, suspended in the shadows, was a gigantic phantom heart—the primordial power of Pangu's heart.

Although this heart has been transformed into the Pangu Palace, its core power remains. It is the remnant will of Pangu and the greatest trump card of the Wu Clan.

Dijiang reached out and placed his hand on the phantom image of the heart.

"By the Father God Pangu, the twelve Ancestral Witches of the Wu Clan, with their heart's blood as the catalyst and the Pangu Temple as the foundation, proclaim to the primordial world—"

His voice, amplified by the power of the Pangu Palace, instantly spread throughout the nine heavens and ten earths, and across the four seas and eight wastelands.

"The Wu Clan is formed from the essence and blood of Pangu, a direct descendant of the Father God, the true lineage of Pangu! From this day forward, the Wu Clan establishes a divine court, upholding the will of the Father God, and ruling the primordial continent! The Pangu Palace will serve as the divine capital, and the twelve Ancestral Wu will be the God Emperors, each governing one of the twelve divine courts!"

"From this day forward, only the Heavenly Court is permitted to govern the heavens; the entire primordial land shall fall under the rule of the Divine Court!"

Its sound was like thunder, echoing throughout the primordial world.

Countless creatures looked up in the direction from which the sound came, their faces filled with horror.

The Heavenly Court was established not long ago, and now another Divine Court has appeared?

This primordial world is likely to descend into chaos.

Inside the Pangu Hall, the twelve Ancestral Witches returned to their respective positions.

Dijiang continued, "Under the Divine Court, there are twelve sub-courts. Based on our twelve tribes, each tribe will be renamed and a sub-court will be established."

He looked at Houtu: "Houtu, your tribe shall be renamed the Court of the Earth Gods."

Houtu nodded slightly: "As you command."

Zhu Rong asked impatiently, "What about mine? What's mine called?"

Dijiang glanced at him: "Since you control fire, let us call it the Court of the Fire God."

Gonggong coldly replied, "Then I shall be the God of Water."

Jumang, Rushou, Zhujiuyin, Qiangliang, Xizi, Tianwu, Shebishi, and Xuanming, each according to the laws they governed, established the names of their respective courts.

The twelve courts—the Court of Metal, the Court of Wood, the Court of Water, the Court of Fire, the Court of Earth, the Court of Time, the Court of Space, the Court of Thunder, the Court of Lightning, the Court of Wind, the Court of Weather, and the Court of Rain and Ice—each occupy a separate territory.

Under the major divine courts, there are countless small and medium-sized tribes.

The Grand Shaman commands the Heavenly Shamans, the Heavenly Shamans command the Wizards, and the Wizards command the Witchers; this hierarchical system of titles and ranks is well-ordered.

"All tribes, heed my command!" Dijiang roared. "From this day forth, each branch court shall lead its troops to expand their territory. The entire primordial land belongs to my Wu tribe. Anyone who disobeys—"

He paused, a cold glint flashing in his eyes: "Kill without mercy!"

"Yes, sir!"

The twelve ancestral witches responded in unison, their voices resounding throughout the Pangu Palace.

Hou Yi, Kua Fu, Xing Tian and other great shamans rose up and, each following their respective ancestral shamans, led their troops into battle.

The army of the Wu tribe surged out of the Pangu Palace like a tidal wave, spreading to all directions of the primordial land.

Wherever they went, mountains and rivers submitted, and all living beings retreated.

Those originally dominant races either submitted to the witch clan or were uprooted.

Taiyin Star.

Taiyi gazed at the Taiyin star, which was later revered as the moon. The sun and the moon were extremely important entities in the primordial world, concerning the fundamental order of heaven and earth.

Countless beings cultivate themselves by absorbing the essence of the sun and moon.

The sun has a god, and so does the moon.

As Taiyi stepped outside the Taiyin Star, he felt a chill wash over him.

The Moon is completely different from the Sun.

The Sun Star is extremely fierce and intense, with raging true fire. Ordinary Golden Immortals would be burned to ashes if they got close.

The Moon is extremely gentle and cold, its moonlight like water, yet within its coolness lies a power sufficient to freeze the primordial spirit.

The two, one yang and one yin, one hard and one soft, are complementary and together maintain the balance of the primordial sky.

Taiyi stood with his hands behind his back in the void, his golden eyes gazing at the Taiyin Star before him.

Outside the star, a faint moonlight curtain flowed like ripples on water; it was the star-protecting array set up by Xihe and Changxi.

The formation is exquisite, drawing upon the power of the Taiyin origin. Even a Great Luo Golden Immortal would have to put in considerable effort to force his way through.

Taiyi had no intention of breaking through the formation.

His purpose in coming here is to form an alliance, not to make enemies.

The Sun and the Moon are a match made in heaven. If they can join hands, the fortune of the Heavenly Court will be more stable; if they are at odds, the Great Array of the Celestial Stars will forever be incomplete.

Of course, if something is truly evil to a certain degree, Taiyi wouldn't mind erasing both of them.

The Zhou Tian Star Array is crucial to the very foundation of the Heavenly Court's existence, and it is imperative to keep it firmly in our own hands.

Taiyi cupped his hands in greeting, his voice not loud, yet it clearly pierced through the moonlight barrier and reached the depths of the Taiyin Star:

"Fellow Daoists, I have important matters to discuss with you. Please grant me this favor."

On the Moon Star, in the Guanghan Palace.

The two goddesses sat facing each other before the jade platform, their bodies surrounded by the flowing moonlight, their beauty as cool and icy as frost.

Xihe was on the left, dressed in a plain white palace gown, with long hair like a waterfall, beautiful features, and a gentle temperament with a hint of aloofness.

She is the first goddess transformed from the origin of Taiyin, and has held the power of Taiyin for a long time. Since listening to the Dao at Zixiao Palace, she has severed her good corpse and her cultivation has reached the early stage of Quasi-Saint.

Chang Xi was on the right, dressed in a light blue moon-scented long dress. Her appearance was somewhat similar to Xi He's, but she appeared more aloof and cold. Although her cultivation was slightly inferior, she was still a perfected Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Whether it was due to unforeseen circumstances or something else, Chang Xi was unable to successfully sever his corpse.

Xihe frowned slightly, her cool gaze fixed on the golden-white figure outside the Moon Star: "Taiyi? What's he doing here?"

Chang Xi snorted coldly: "What else could they be doing? Last time they took it without permission and forcibly seized the power of Taiyin to set up that so-called Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array. After we stopped them, they're here to seek revenge?"

Xihe shook her head: "If he really came looking for trouble, given his personality, he would have already stormed in. Since he's just shouting outside, it means he doesn't intend to take action."

Chang Xi recalled what happened in front of Zixiao Palace. She didn't deny it, but still pursed her lips and said, "That's not necessarily true. Taiyi is a very domineering person. Even if he wanted to take action against us on Taiyin Star, he would have to think twice."

Xihe glanced at Changxi, but didn't reply. She lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment.

She knew in her heart that Taiyi was no longer the same as before.

Taiyi refined the sun and attained the position of Heavenly Emperor. He also wielded the Chaos Bell, one of the three treasures of creation. His strength was so great that even if the sisters joined forces, they would certainly be no match for him.

If he really insists on forcing his way in, the protective array of the Taiyin Star will definitely not be able to stop him.

He didn't rush in; he was giving them face.

"Let him in," Xihe finally decided, saying, "It's better to hear what he has to say than to tear things apart."

Although Chang Xi was reluctant, she did not object.

With a wave of her hand, the moonlight curtain outside the Taiyin Star slowly cracked open, allowing one person to pass through.