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

Deep within the sea of ​​stars, the Sun Star.

After retreating from the Undying Volcano back into the starry sky, Di Jun went directly back to the Golden Crow Palace.

His first direct confrontation with the Witch Clan made him see many things clearly.

Although Pan Xuan's strength was not as great as his, the treasures and endless methods in the hands of that Divine Lord were enough to turn the tide of battle at crucial moments.

What alarmed him even more was the extent to which the Wu tribe had established its roots in the primordial land.

The Dragon Clan entered the Divine Path, the Qilin Clan entered the Divine Path, and the Phoenix Clan has also sided with the Divine Path.

With the three races united under the banner of the Witch Clan, the divine system was no longer the rudimentary framework it once was, but a true net covering the entire primordial world.

"We don't have time."

Di Jun stood at the edge of the Golden Crow Palace, looking down at the vast sea of ​​stars below, his golden eyes reflecting the light of distant stars.

Taiyi and Kunpeng stood behind him, their shadows stretched long by the light of the True Sun Fire in the hall.

"Three races have joined the divine system, and the fortune of the witch race is expanding rapidly."

Once Pan Xuan completely integrates the divine positions of the three races, the foundation of the Wu race on the primordial land will be as solid as a rock.

Di Jun turned around and his gaze fell on Kunpeng.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, your suggestion is timely, but Pan Xuan had also anticipated it."

Although we were unable to stop Pan Xuan.

But at least we saw through his true nature and the weaknesses of the witch clan.

The greatest weakness of the Wu tribe is that they lack a primordial spirit.

Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches were powerful, their combat strength was greatly reduced because the Law Gods had entered the Heavenly Dao and restrained the Dao Ancestor.

Although Pan Xuan was cunning, his cultivation level was only at the early stage of Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

If we can establish a Heavenly Court, then we will still have a chance to contend with them.

Taiyi snorted coldly, and the Chaos Bell slowly spun above his head: "If it weren't for the Phoenix Clan's intervention, Pan Xuan would have been captured by me long ago."

Di Jun shook his head: "Pan Xuan is not so easy to defeat."

His Primordial Measuring Ruler and Righteous Qi Technique are both extraordinary, and his Falling Treasure Coin almost knocked your Chaos Bell down.

Next time we fight, you can't easily unleash the Chaos Bell.

At least until a way to control that coin is found.

He paused, his tone becoming more decisive, "The most important thing right now is not to clash head-on with the Witch Clan, but to quickly gather together the forces from all sides of the prehistoric world."

I need to go into seclusion on the Sun Star to deduce the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array. If I can successfully deduce this array, its execution will be comparable to that of a sage.

At the same time, I will refine 365 Zhou Tian Xing Chen flags as the foundation of the grand formation.

"Taiyi, Kunpeng, the various forces on the primordial continent are now entrusted to you."

Kunpeng's slender eyes narrowed slightly.

His first major task after taking office was to fight Pan Xuan at the Undying Volcano. Although the result was a hasty retreat, it at least allowed him to understand the strength of the Wu Clan and Pan Xuan's methods.

At this moment, he had already mentally reviewed all the various forces on the prehistoric continent:

"On the primordial continent, besides the three races of dragon, phoenix, and qilin who have entered the path of divinity, there are many other races scattered in various places."

These races vary in size, ranging from hundreds of millions to only millions.

In addition, there are many spirits and monsters who cultivate in seclusion in the mountains. They are not affiliated with any sect or school, and they live alone, but their cultivation is not weak.

Among them, ten spirits had the highest cultivation levels, all of them being at the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal or even the early stage of Daluo Golden Immortal.

If they can be subdued, the Heavenly Court will have its first batch of capable and brave vanguards.

As for the various races, large and small, they were all incorporated into the Heavenly Court's army.

"Ten spirits?" Taiyi raised an eyebrow slightly.

Kunpeng nodded: "Ji Meng, Ying Zhao, Fei Lian, Jiu Ying, Shang Yang, Qin Yuan, Ci Tie, Gui Che, Bai Ze, Qiong Qi."

These ten spirits are all transformed from mythical beasts that have cultivated in seclusion in the primordial world for countless years.

Some occupy sacred mountains, some hide in deep marshes, and some live in secluded valleys. They never interact with each other and are not bound by any power.

Their survival to this day in the primordial era is due to their formidable strength and elusive nature.

Taiyi's body pulsated with the True Fire of the Sun: "To subdue them, do we need the Investiture of the Gods?"

Di Jun shook his head: "These ten spirits have the potential to break through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal or even Quasi-Saint. If their true spirits are listed, their cultivation will be difficult to advance any further."

Let them make a vow to uphold the Great Dao; there's no need to force their true spirits to be listed.

As for those races, large and small.

The clan leaders, as well as clan members whose cultivation had reached the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal or even Daluo Golden Immortal but whose aptitude had been exhausted and who could hardly break through again, were placed on the Investiture of the Gods list.

These people have reached the limit of their cultivation. Being listed as a True Spirit is not a shackle for them, but rather a guarantee.

As long as the Investiture of the Gods remains intact, its true spirit can be reshaped and its physical body reborn by consuming the Heavenly Court's fortune and merit.

As for those younger generations who still have potential, let them make a vow to uphold the Great Dao.

The number of ordinary people was enormous, while the number of divine positions on the Investiture of the Gods was limited. They were not yet qualified to be listed; they only needed to swear allegiance and be subject to the unified command of the Heavenly Court.

A hint of approval flashed in Kunpeng's eyes.

Di Jun's way of managing people is indeed brilliant.

The positions in the Investiture of the Gods are precious; not just anyone can attain them.

Only those beings with high enough cultivation but whose path has come to an end deserve to be enshrined in the Investiture of the Gods.

There are too many ordinary people in the clan; if they were all listed on the Investiture of the Gods, there would be no room for them all.

Allow promising young geniuses to remain free and continue their studies.

The older generation, whose cultivation has reached its peak, are listed in exchange for the guarantee of immortality.

The ordinary people of the clan swore an oath of loyalty and were assigned to the Heavenly Court. The three-tiered structure ensured that each member of the clan had their proper place.

"I will do as my elder brother says." Taiyi said no more and turned to leave.

Kunpeng cupped his hands in greeting to Dijun, and the two transformed into two streaks of light that rose from the Sun Star, traversing the vast sea of ​​stars and speeding toward the Primordial Continent.

Emperor Jun watched the two leave, then turned and walked into the depths of the Golden Crow Palace.

He sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, and the Hetu and Luoshu were slowly unfolded in front of him.

Above the Hetu diagram, the two energies of Yin and Yang flow endlessly, evolving into the eternal treasures of heaven and earth;

On the Luoshu, the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams are arranged in sequence, leading to endless variations.

These two innate spiritual treasures together constitute the most powerful divination treasure in the primordial world.

Di Jun closed his eyes, immersed his mind in the Hetu Luoshu, and began to deduce the great formation that had been brewing in his heart for countless years.

The Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array uses the Sun Star and the Moon Star as its array eyes.

The array is based on 365 major stars in the celestial sphere.

With the assistance of 14,800 secondary stars, the power of the celestial bodies is drawn to form a protective array.

The deduction of this grand formation was not based on mere imagination. Di Jun himself was a primordial deity born from the Sun Star, and his understanding of the power of the stars was unparalleled in the world.

The Hetu and Luoshu can also deduce the Yongzhen and evolve the Zhou Tian. Combining the two, the process of deduce the Zhou Tian Star Array went even more smoothly than Di Jun had expected.

But the deduction is only the first step.

The creation of 365 Star Banners was equally monumental. Each banner required the essence of a corresponding star as its core, supplemented by innate spiritual materials such as meteorite iron and Taiyi refined gold.

Without Pan Xuan's Creation Cauldron, Di Jun was unable to refine dozens of array flags at once.

He could only use the true fire of the sun as a furnace and the Hetu and Luoshu as tools to refine it by hand, one piece at a time.

He didn't have much time, but every detail of the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array was related to the future foundation of the Heavenly Court, and he couldn't afford to be careless.

On the other hand, Taiyi and Kunpeng's journey through the primordial world presented a completely different picture.

Kunpeng was intimately familiar with the geography of the prehistoric world, and he had secretly memorized the places where those ten spirits cultivated in seclusion countless years ago.

Ji Meng dwells deep in the Eastern Great Marsh, Ying Zhao in the Southern Dense Forest, Fei Lian in the Gale Valley of the Western Gobi, and Jiu Ying in the Nine-Headed Mountain of the Northern Ice Plain.

Each of the ten spirits occupies a sacred mountain and blessed land, never interacting with each other, nor participating in the conflicts of the primordial world.

Taiyi's method of subjugation was simple yet efficient: the Chaos Bell was summoned, and with each chime, its power exerted its influence over a radius of ten thousand miles.

The pressure of a mid-stage Quasi-Saint was released without reservation. The demons who were cultivating in seclusion did not even have time to react before they were overwhelmed by the pressure and could not breathe.

Kunpeng, acting as the Heavenly Court's strategist, explained the advantages and disadvantages to the situation.

The Witch Clan is dominant, and the divine path is expanding. Although you all live in seclusion in the mountains and do not concern yourselves with worldly affairs, the divine system will eventually cover the entire prehistoric world.

At that time, they will either submit to the divine way and be controlled by the witch clan, or be regarded as outsiders and expelled from the sacred mountain.

The Heavenly Court was personally appointed by the Dao Ancestor. Emperor Jun and Taiyi are both Quasi-Saints. With the Investiture of the Gods in hand and the Primordial Purple Qi within them, they will surely rule the prehistoric world in the future.

Submitting to the Heavenly Court is to follow the trend, while resisting is to invite self-destruction.

One used force to intimidate, and the other explained the consequences; the two worked together seamlessly.

None of the ten spirits chose to resist. Ji Meng, Ying Zhao, Fei Lian, Jiu Ying, Shang Yang, Qin Yuan, Ci Tie, Gui Che, Bai Ze, and Qiong Qi.

At the urging of the Chaos Bell and the persuasion of Kunpeng, they knelt on one knee in turn, swearing an oath to the Great Dao, submitting to Emperor Jun and Taiyi, and vowing never to betray him.

Taiyi did not allow their true spirits to be listed, and the ten spirits secretly breathed a sigh of relief, while also gaining more recognition for Dijun's magnanimity.

After subduing the ten spirits, Taiyi and Kunpeng then gradually integrated the various races scattered throughout the prehistoric world.

These races, varying in size, struggled to survive amidst the decline of the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin races and the dominance of the Witch race.

Now, faced with the oppressive power of the Taiyi Chaos Bell and the persuasion of Kunpeng, there is almost no room for resistance.

According to the rules set by Di Jun.

The clan leaders and clan members whose cultivation has reached the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal or even Daluo Golden Immortal but whose aptitude has been exhausted and who can hardly break through again, have their true spirits recorded in the Investiture of the Gods.

These people had reached the limit of their cultivation, and being listed on the list actually granted them the guarantee of immortality.

Those younger generations who still have potential only swear an oath of loyalty to the Great Dao, do not enter the Investiture of the Gods, and retain their freedom to continue their cultivation.

As for ordinary people, the number of divine positions on the Investiture of the Gods is limited, and they are not qualified to be listed. They only need to swear allegiance and be subject to the unified command of the Heavenly Court.

Tens of thousands of races successively submitted to the Investiture of the Gods, and the number of true spirits on the Investiture of the Gods steadily increased.

Each True Spirit corresponds to a powerful figure from various races who has reached the end of their cultivation path.

Although these people cannot break through to the next level, their cultivation levels as Taiyi Golden Immortals or even Daluo Golden Immortals are still formidable combat power.

Countless ordinary people swore not to be included in the list and were incorporated into the Heavenly Army under the command of ten spirits, becoming the most basic soldiers and generals of the Heavenly Court.

The allied forces of various ethnic groups stretched out in a vast and dense formation, covering the edge of the starry sea like a tidal wave, with no end in sight.