Primordial Era: The Witch Clan's Dog-Headed Strategist

On Mount Buzhou, a chaotic light pierced through the heavens and earth.

The lingering influence of the Great Dao's blessing spread in all directions like ripples, and the extraordinary phenomena of celestial flowers and golden lotuses lingered for a long time. The entire prehistoric world could feel the vibration emanating from the origin of the Great Dao.

This is the second time the Wu tribe has invoked the Great Dao to bestow blessings.

The first instance was at the founding of the clan. The twelve ancestral witches proclaimed to heaven and earth that they would take on the responsibility of perfecting the Dao of Heaven. The Great Dao descended with the deities of law, giving the witch clan a foundation to replace the primordial spirit.

That time, although the great powers of the prehistoric world were shocked, most attributed it to the legacy of Pangu.

The Wu tribe was, after all, formed from the essence and blood of Pangu, so it was only natural that the Father God would leave some compensation for his descendants.

Without a primordial spirit, giving a law deity as compensation isn't exactly heaven-defying.

But this time, it's different.

Establishing a clan is the Wu clan's own business; perfecting the Heavenly Way is the Wu clan's self-appointed duty; and the Great Dao's blessing can be understood as the favor of the Father God's spirit in heaven.

This time, however, the commotion caused by the Witch Clan was not an internal matter such as establishing a clan.

They are establishing a system of order that covers the entire primordial world.

Mountains have mountain gods, land has land gods, water has water gods, and cities have city gods. The twelve ancestral witches are the source of the divine way, and Pan Xuan is the master of the divine way, holding the Star Seal to command all the gods of mountains and rivers under heaven.

If this system can truly be implemented, every mountain, every river, and every plain in the primordial world will fall under the jurisdiction of the divine way.

What does this mean?

This means that the Wu tribe is not vying for supremacy, but rather setting the rules.

Contenders can be defeated, but rule-makers cannot be bypassed.

The Great Dao's response to this system was far greater than when the clan was founded.

A chaotic light descended from the sky, showering down flowers and causing golden lotuses to spring from the ground.

This is hardly compensation.

This is clearly recognition, praise, and the highest affirmation of the path taken by the Wu tribe.

Once can be considered a blessing from Pangu, but twice is not.

The powerful beings were forced to begin reflecting.

What exactly is the basis of the Witch Clan's power?

How can a group of brutes without primordial spirits repeatedly invoke the blessings of the Great Dao?

Do they possess something that no other power knows about?

Beyond the chaos, within the Purple Cloud Palace.

Hongjun sat upright on his cloud bed, expounding on the profound mysteries of the Way of the Sage.

His voice was calm and righteous, each word like the sound of the Great Way.

The cultivators inside the palace were completely absorbed in the vast ocean of the path to sainthood, having no time to spare for anything else.

Until that tremor came from the primordial land, piercing through the chaos, penetrating the barrier of the Purple Cloud Palace, and reaching the depths of the soul of every cultivator within the palace.

Hongjun's sermon stopped.

This was the first time he had stopped midway through his three sermons.

The palace was completely silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Those powerful beings who were originally immersed in enlightenment opened their eyes, still looking bewildered from being interrupted.

Subsequently, their divine senses detected the fluctuations of the Great Dao emanating from the direction of the Primordial World.

That is the blessing of the Great Dao, the resonance of the rules of heaven and earth, and a sign that a new order is being established.

"It's the witch clan again."

A voice rang out from the corner, its tone complex.

No one responded, but everyone's consciousness was frantically probing outwards.

They were trapped in the Zixiao Palace and unable to leave, but their divine senses could barely penetrate the chaos and perceive the general movements coming from the direction of the primordial world.

The Wu clan established the Shinto.

This information exploded like a thunderclap in the souls of every powerful being.

Everyone reacted differently, but without exception, they all sensed something unusual about the matter.

On the six prayer cushions in the front row, the expressions of the Three Pure Ones were all different.

Taiqing Laozi sat cross-legged, with white hair and white eyebrows, his face as calm as an ancient well.

His eyes were deep and unfathomable, with the yin and yang energies flowing slowly within them.

No one could tell what he was thinking, but his fingers, which were resting on his knees, twitched slightly.

That was his habitual gesture when he was thinking, and only those who knew him best knew it.

The Wu tribe established a divine path, which was recognized by the Great Dao.

This means that the Wu tribe has found a path that is completely different from theirs, yet ultimately leads to the same goal.

The Three Pure Ones are transformed from the primordial spirit of Pangu, inheriting the wisdom and responsibility of teaching from their father.

The Wu tribe was formed from the essence and blood of Pangu, inheriting the physical body of the Father God and the responsibility of protection.

The Wu tribe now fulfills its guardianship responsibilities through a divine system, a method far more sophisticated than the Three Pure Ones had anticipated.

More importantly, the Great Dao has approved it.

Not once, but twice.

The Jade Pure Primordial Heavenly Venerable frowned, his gaze sharp as a knife.

He always valued orthodoxy above all else and had never held the Wu tribe, those brutes without a primordial spirit, in high regard.

But at this moment, he had to admit that the divine system that the Wu Clan had created this time was indeed quite sophisticated.

It's not about seizing territory by brute force, but about establishing order through rules.

Of course, he wouldn't say that out loud.

Shangqing Tongtian, however, had a completely different demeanor.

He sat on the third futon, a slight smile playing on his lips, his eyes gleaming with interest.

He didn't have much prejudice against the witch clan; on the contrary, he found those straightforward, brutes much more endearing than some hypocritical fellows.

Now that the Wu tribe has created a divine system, his first reaction is not shock, but curiosity: how does this system work?

How does the mountain god manage the earth's veins?

How do the deities of law govern the mountains and rivers of the world?

Could we incorporate this into our own swordsmanship?

If the gates of Zixiao Palace weren't already closed, he would really like to go and have a chat with the Witch Clan right now.

On the futon behind the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa slightly opened her eyes, the power of creation flowing endlessly within them.

She didn't have much of a liking or dislike for the witch clan, but she keenly perceived the true meaning of the divine system: order.

Since the beginning of time, various forces have been divided and constantly fighting, the root cause of which is the lack of a universally recognized order.

The divine system established by the Wu tribe was intended to create such an order.

This does not conflict with her way of creating things; on the contrary, they complement each other.

Creation creates all things, and the divine way maintains order. If the two were combined, the primordial world might usher in true peace.

Fuxi, standing beside her, nodded slightly, clearly having thought of the same thing.

Behind them, Di Jun and Tai Yi sat side by side.

Their expressions were the most complex and the most intense.

Di Jun frowned, his golden eyes flashing with deep thought.

He lowered his voice and said to Taiyi:

"How exactly did the Witch Clan come up with this system of divine ways?"

Mountain gods, land gods, water gods, city gods... each has their own duties and governs their own area.

This is order, this is orthodoxy.

If this system can be established, the Lord of the Divine Path will be the ruler of the primordial order.

Taiyi's eyes flickered:

"Brother, do you remember our plan in the starry sky?"

We originally planned to use the Sun Star as our base to unite all the tribes of the primordial world.

The race established a celestial court to rule the primordial world. However, they lacked a legitimate foundation. Relying solely on the sun star, they could only command fire-type races; other races might not submit.

If we could acquire this Shinto system, things would be different.

The divine system is a complete framework of order; whoever controls this framework can rightfully command the primordial world.

Di Jun nodded slowly: "Exactly. If the Witch Clan can become the masters of the divine path, why can't we?"

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing the same thought in each other's eyes: once the sermon was over, they were determined to understand the mysteries of this divine system.

If they could get a share of the profits, the future Heavenly Court would have the most solid foundation.

In another corner of Zixiao Palace, the reactions of two figures were also completely different from those of the others.

The Eastern King Duke was the first wisp of pure Yang energy to take form in the world. He had a resolute face, and the pure Yang power flowed subtly around his body.

The Queen Mother of the West was the first wisp of pure Yin energy in the world to take form. She has a dignified appearance and a cool temperament.

The two held a revered position in the primordial world. Although they were not as righteous as the Three Pure Ones, they were still extraordinary.

When Hongjun preached, they sat in the front positions, second only to those on the six prayer cushions.

The Eastern King said in a low voice:

"Fellow Daoist, have you noticed this?"

This system of deities does not conflict with the original rules of heaven and earth in the primordial world; rather, it complements them.

The Way of Heaven governs the operation of laws, while the Way of the Gods governs the order of mountains and rivers; the two coexist without contradiction.

The Queen Mother of the West nodded slightly:

"That's true. And this system leaves a lot of room for expansion."

Each of the twelve Ancestral Witches wields a fundamental law, and each law can give rise to a corresponding deity.

Fire god, water god, earth god, wood god... In that sense, our pure Yang and pure Yin paths might not necessarily be unable to find a place in the pantheon.

A glint flashed in Dongwanggong's eyes: "Fellow Daoist, do you mean—"

The Queen Mother of the West gently shook her head: "This is just speculation at the moment. This system has just been established, and many things are still unclear. But it is worth paying attention to."

Their conversation was drowned out by the whispers within the palace and went unnoticed.

But their thoughts had already drifted to that distant, primordial land, to the direction of Mount Buzhou.