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

After crossing the open space beside the blood pool, the gate of the Pangu Palace came into view.

The giant gate, forged from chaotic rocks, was covered with primordial Dao patterns from the creation of the world, each pattern exuding a vast and ancient aura.

Taiqing Laozi paused briefly in front of the palace gate, a rare ripple flashing in his eyes beneath his white eyebrows.

He was transformed from the primordial spirit of Pangu, and was most sensitive to the aura of the Father God.

Standing here, he could clearly sense the aura emanating from the hall itself, an aura that shared the same origin as his own.

Vast and ancient, majestic and compassionate.

The entire Pangu Temple is not made of bricks and stones, but is formed from the petrification of an enormous heart.

Every texture on the palace wall is a remnant of the heart's veins.

The faint, pulsating sensation within the hall was the lingering life force of Pangu's heart, which had not dissipated even after countless years.

"The heart of the Father God".

Taiqing Laozi uttered these three words in a low voice, his tone carrying a rare hint of respect.

Pan Xuan stood inside the palace gate and solemnly said:

"The Pangu Temple was formed from the heart of the Father God and is the sacred temple of my Wu tribe."

Although the Father has become one with all things, his heart still beats here.

Even Hongjun, who has merged with the Dao, might not be able to glean anything from here.

The three fellow Daoists can speak freely in the hall.

This statement highlights the concealing power of the Pangu Palace.

The Three Pure Ones understood this perfectly.

Pan Xuan chose to receive them at Buzhou Mountain not only to show the courtesy of returning the visit on an equal footing, but also to provide an absolutely safe environment for conversation.

In Kunlun Mountain, Pan Xuan used his authority as the master of the divine path to obscure the secrets of heaven.

On Mount Buzhou, the natural barrier of Pangu's heart ensures that the conversation will not be spied on by any external force.

The heart of Pangu is the source of the Father God's life, and the aura it emits is the strongest barrier against any outside intrusion.

Inside the main hall, the eleven ancestral witches were already seated in their respective positions.

Dijiang sat to the left of the main seat, Zhujiuyin sat to the right of the main seat, and the other nine ancestral witches were arranged in order.

The central seat is empty.

That is Pan Xuan's position, and also the position of the Lord of the Divine Path.

The Three Pure Ones took their seats as guests, with Laozi, the Supreme Pure One, in the center, and Yuanshi, the Jade Pure One, and Tongtian, the Upper Pure One, on the left and right respectively.

For the first time, the Ancestral Witch and the Three Pure Ones, Pangu's essence and blood, and Pangu's primordial spirit sat face to face in the grand hall formed from the heart of Pangu, the Father God.

A subtle atmosphere permeated the hall.

It wasn't hostility, nor was it wariness; rather, it was a silence where both sides were cautiously probing each other.

Taiqing Laozi spoke first, breaking the silence:

"Last time, when Fellow Daoist Panxuan was in Kunlun Mountain, he mentioned that strange mutual repulsion."

After my two fellow disciples and I returned, we worked together to conduct some investigations.

He paused, his tone calm yet each word carrying immense weight, "Fellow Daoist Panxuan's speculation is true."

The hall fell silent for a moment.

Lao Tzu did not describe in detail how they conducted the investigation.

The Three Pure Ones and Three Talents Formation and the illusory image of Pangu's primordial spirit are their trump cards, and there is no need to expose them, just as the Wu Clan would not easily tell outsiders the details of the Dutian Divine Fiend Formation.

He simply continued, "We discovered an extremely faint mark deep within the primordial spirit."

The mark is hidden at the connection point between the laws of Heaven and the primordial spirit, and is almost undetectable unless deliberately explored.

Its function is not to directly control will, but to subtly amplify our sense of rejection towards the witch clan.

At the same time, it will also cause the witch clan to feel the same disgust towards us.

This effect was extremely small, yet it lasted for countless years.

Yuqing Yuanshi said in the interface, his voice still majestic, but that majesty was not directed at the Wu Clan at this moment.

Rather, it was the person who did the dirty work behind the scenes:

"Those who can plant such a mark in our primordial spirits are few and far between in the entire prehistoric world."

Only one person could have done this without us noticing.

He didn't say the name, but everyone in the hall knew who he was talking about.

Zhu Rong's Southern Bright Fire surged around his body for a moment, then he forcibly suppressed it.

The Weak Water surrounding Gonggong surged for a moment, then returned to calm.

Xuanming's chill condensed into a thin frost, but her expression remained indifferent, only her eyes were sharper than usual.

Pan Xuan nodded, his tone calm: "If the three fellow Daoists have personally verified it, then it is no longer speculation, but a fact."

Sister Houtu is still in the Sea of ​​Blood. I have sent her a message, and she is on her way.

Once she arrives, we'll discuss how to proceed.

Houtu is the only one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches who possesses a primordial spirit. Her perception of the primordial spirit level is the most acute, and she might be able to provide clues to some questions from another perspective.

Taiqing Laozi nodded slightly: "Good."

A subtle silence fell once more in the hall.

Everything that needed to be said has been said, and the attitude that needed to be shown has been shown.

The fact that the Three Pure Ones personally visited Buzhou Mountain already demonstrates their choice.

However, neither side rushed to advance the topic before Houtu arrived.

The heart of Pangu beat slowly atop the palace, each pulse resonating with the laws governing the hall. This silence was not awkward, but rather the stillness before a storm.

The Three Pure Ones sat under the gaze of the Heart of Pangu, while the Ancestral Witches sat under its protection.

What they were about to discuss was how to deal with the enemy who had aligned with the will of Heaven.

The silence lasted for about fifteen minutes. Then the palace door was gently pushed open, and a beam of earth-yellow light flew in from outside the palace and landed on the empty seat below Dijiang.

Houtu was still wearing that yellow dress, her face gentle and dignified, and the mark of the Earth Law between her brows flickered slightly.

She bowed slightly to the Three Pure Ones, then turned to Pan Xuan: "Brother Pan Xuan, I have temporarily closed the Netherworld Cave over at the Blood Sea."

"My three fellow Daoists have come from afar. I apologize for my lateness."

Pan Xuan smiled slightly: "Sister Houtu has arrived at the right time. The three fellow Daoists have confirmed that there are indeed abnormal marks deep within their primordial spirits."

Next, we need to discuss countermeasures.

He stood up, walked to the center of the hall, stood with his hands behind his back, and glanced at everyone present. "Father God above, today Pangu's essence and primordial spirit gather together to discuss countermeasures."

After Houtu took her seat, Panxuan looked around at everyone in the hall.

The Three Pure Ones have confessed to the unusual imprint deep within their primordial spirits, and the Ancestral Witches have also confirmed that the sense of rejection did not originate from their own hearts.

Both sides already know who is behind this.

At this point, there's no point in hiding it anymore.

He said, "The twelve ancestral witches of the witch clan can combine their strength to form the Great Formation of Heavenly Gods and Demons, using the essence and blood of the Father God as a guide to summon the illusory physical body of the Father God."

This is our Wu clan's greatest trump card, and our reliance in confronting Hongjun's will in the Heavenly Dao.

After saying that, he looked at the Three Pure Ones and said, "The three of you are transformed from the primordial spirit of the Father God. If I am not mistaken, you should also have a similar formation that uses the primordial spirit as a guide to summon the illusory image of the Father God's primordial spirit."

Taiqing Laozi exchanged a glance with Yuanshi and Tongtian.

Having said all that, the Three Pure Ones no longer concealed anything.

Laozi nodded and said, "Fellow Daoist, your prediction is correct. The three of us can work together to set up the Three Pure Ones and Three Powers Formation and summon the illusory image of the Father God's primordial spirit."

Pan Xuan nodded and continued speaking solemnly.

The Three Pure Ones have illusory images of their primordial spirits, and the Wu Clan has illusory images of their physical bodies. When the two are combined, they form the complete illusory image of Pangu.

If one can merge the physical body with the illusory image of the primordial spirit in the Heavenly Dao space and summon the complete form of the Father God, its power will be far more than just one plus one equals two.

The complete phantom of the Father God can not only stabilize the confrontation between the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun's will.

Furthermore, it can use the power of the Father God as a mirror to explore every corner of the laws of Heaven.

Find and sever those hidden marks in the Heavenly Dao.

Upon hearing this, Lao Tzu slowly spoke:

"Fellow Daoist wishes to use a complete illusory image to investigate the Heavenly Dao and sever those unknown hidden dangers?"