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

Zhu Rong snorted, and Nanming Li Huo shrank back a bit, still muttering, "I can't trust that kid Di Jun."

However, the initial rejection in his tone had subsided considerably.

Gonggong remained silent for a moment, then slowly nodded.

Xuanming coldly replied, "Since Brother Panxuan has made his decision, I have no objection."

Jumang, Rushou, Qiangliang, Xizi, Shebishi, and Tianwu all nodded in agreement.

Houtu smiled slightly and said softly, "Brother Panxuan, you can do it with peace of mind."

Dijiang walked up to Pan Xuan, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice:

"Brother Panxuan, every step the Wu Clan has taken to get to where it is today has been planned by you."

Now that you've made up your mind, the Twelve Ancestral Witches will fully support your decision.

If Di Jun is willing to come, he cannot harm you in the Pangu Palace.

If Di Jun refuses to come, then he is cutting himself off from the primordial world.

As for how to discuss things in the Pangu Hall, that's up to you.

We'll wait for you outside the hall; we won't go in and interfere with your private conversation with Dijun, as it would only create unnecessary noise and disrupt your discussions.

Pan Xuan solemnly cupped his hands in greeting: "Brother Dijiang, rest assured, Pan Xuan knows what he's doing."

Taiqing Laozi nodded slowly: "This old Taoist and my two junior brothers will protect you outside the hall."

If Di Jun dares to make a move in the Pangu Palace, the Three Pure Ones will sense it immediately.

Tongtian walked up to Pan Xuan, patted him hard on the shoulder, and laughed:

"Brother Panxuan, rest assured, if Dijun dares to lay a hand on you in the Pangu Palace, my Four Swords of Zhuxian will be the first to object!"

Pan Xuan bowed respectfully to everyone, then turned around and, under the watchful eyes of the gods, walked alone towards the Heavenly Court's camp.

His steps were calm and firm, and a purple-gold divine light flowed slowly around him.

The light from the thirty-three heavens spread out layer upon layer above his head, illuminating his gentle and jade-like face.

In the Heavenly Court camp, Di Jun was talking quietly with Tai Yi and Kun Peng, while Bai Ze and several of the Ten Demon Generals stood guard to the side.

As Pan Xuan's figure emerged from the divine ranks, all the Heavenly Court generals turned their gazes toward him.

Taiyi frowned, the Chaos Bell buzzing above his head, and he subconsciously took a step forward, blocking Dijun's path.

Kunpeng's slender eyes narrowed slightly, and the jade slip in Bai Ze's hand stopped spinning.

Ji Meng, Ying Zhao, and others among the Ten Demon Generals were also on edge.

Pan Xuan stopped ten zhang away from Di Jun and bowed respectfully with his hands clasped.

"Fellow Daoist Di Jun, you have personally witnessed the existence of the five rulers in the Chaos, and Pan Xuan has also learned about them from his elder brothers."

With the Chaos Realm facing external enemies, the Divine Path and the Heavenly Court, though grudges between them, are ultimately both beings from the primordial world.

Pan Xuan wanted to invite fellow Daoists to the Pangu Palace for a chat to discuss the future of the primordial world.

Would you be so kind as to grace us with your presence?

Taiyi snorted coldly, and the True Fire of the Sun burned fiercely around his body:

"Panxuan, do you want your elder brother Dijun to enter the Pangu Palace alone?"

Your divine system is protected by the Heart of Pangu in the Pangu Palace, and is also guarded by the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Three Pure Ones. If you go there alone, won't you be trapped in a tiger's den?

Who knows if you might have set up an ambush in the Pangu Temple, using your numbers to overwhelm the few?

His tone was cold and sharp. The Chaos Bell slowly rotated above his head, and the chaotic runes on the bell flickered with a dark light, giving the impression that he was ready to fight at the slightest provocation.

Kunpeng also slowly spoke:

"Fellow Daoist Panxuan, there is a deep-seated grudge between your divine system and my Heavenly Court."

"Your Majesty, as the ruler of the Heavenly Court and a sage of the Primordial World, have you considered the risks of venturing alone into the sacred land of the Witch Clan?"

His tone was much more tactful than Taiyi's, but his caution and vigilance were no less.

Pan Xuan remained calm and composed, his tone still gentle and peaceful:

"Pan Xuan swears in the name of the Lord of the Divine Path that Fellow Daoist Di Jun is safe in the Pangu Palace and there is absolutely no threat to him."

If anything goes wrong, Pan Xuan is willing to offer his own primordial spirit as collateral and submit to the Heavenly Court's judgment.

The Pangu Palace was formed from the heart of the Father God, and the Father God's aura protects all living beings who step into the palace.

Although Fellow Daoist Dijun is a saint, the aura of the Father God will only suppress hostility that is detrimental to him, and will not actively attack any guest who enters the Pangu Palace.

If you don't believe me, you can verify it for yourself.

Using one's own primordial spirit as the substance.

Even Taiyi was taken aback by these words.

The primordial spirit is the foundation of a cultivator; to use the primordial spirit as a substance is tantamount to handing over one's life to the other party.

As the master of the divine path, the Great Emperor of Fengdu, and a mid-stage Hunyuan Golden Immortal, Pan Xuan's willingness to utter these words demonstrates his considerable sincerity.

Kunpeng narrowed his eyes, while Bai Ze glanced at Pan Xuan thoughtfully.

Di Jun remained silent.

He stood between Taiyi and Kunpeng, his golden eyes gleaming with the light of a sage, as if he could see right through Pan Xuan.

He is a sage, and his intuition is more acute than that of Taiyi and Kunpeng.

Pan Xuan's words were not empty diplomatic rhetoric, but genuine sincerity.

More importantly, he witnessed the existence of the five Chaos Rulers in the chaos.

After being severely injured, the main god of the heavens fled, but the residual source of the laws on that void shadow could not be faked.

That was a pure law of chaos, completely different from the primordial system.

As the first sage in the primordial world to attain enlightenment through the Primordial Purple Qi, his perception of the laws was more acute than anyone else's.

The threat lurking in chaos is real and should not be underestimated.

After a long silence, Di Jun finally spoke.

His voice was still as majestic as the cry of a golden crow, but its cold, sharp edge had been somewhat toned down.

"Fellow Daoist Panxuan, I have seen your sincerity in offering your own primordial spirit as a pledge."

The five rulers in the chaos, I have seen with my own eyes and experienced firsthand.

Although they have been temporarily repelled, they will never give up.

Your invitation to me to the Pangu Palace must be to discuss joining forces to fight against Chaos.

I can agree.

Taiyi, Kunpeng, you don't need to worry.

Fellow Daoist Pan Xuan is right, he cannot harm me.

I am already a sage. Although the aura of the Father God in the Pangu Palace can suppress the power of a sage, it will not attack me on its own initiative.

Moreover, I joined forces with the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Three Pure Ones in the chaos to fight against the enemy, so we can be considered to have fought side by side.

Although the Divine Path and the Heavenly Court are enemies, with the Chaos as our external enemy, if I dare not even accept Fellow Daoist Panxuan's invitation, wouldn't I be looked down upon by those Chaos Rulers?

Taiyi wanted to say something more, but Dijun raised his hand to stop him.

Di Jun turned to Pan Xuan and nodded slowly: "Fellow Daoist Pan Xuan, please."

Pan Xuan gestured to the side, and the two figures walked side by side, flying from the top of Buzhou Mountain towards the direction of Pangu Palace.

The purple-gold divine light and the crimson-gold holy light shone brightly under the illumination of the thirty-three heavens, creating an unprecedented scene.

All the gods and the Heavenly Army watched this scene unfold, and a complex and indescribable emotion welled up in everyone's hearts.

These two most powerful beings in the primordial world were able to stand side by side in the face of the chaotic external enemy.

In front of the Pangu Palace, the golden blood in the blood pool was still churning slightly, and five innate spiritual roots were quietly growing by the pool.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Three Pure Ones stood on either side of the palace gate. When they saw Pan Xuan and Di Jun walking side by side, Di Jiang bowed slightly to Di Jun, and Taiqing Laozi also nodded in acknowledgment.

Although Zhu Rong's expression was still somewhat unnatural, she didn't say anything more.

Gonggong, Xuanming, Jumang, Rushou, Qiangliang, Xizi, Shebishi, and Tianwu each nodded in greeting, while Houtu smiled slightly at Dijun.

Neither the Twelve Ancestral Witches nor the Three Pure Ones followed them inside.

Pan Xuan has already said that too many people talking would actually hinder a private conversation.

Their waiting outside the hall was the greatest sign of their trust and support for Pan Xuan.

The heavy, chaotic stone gate slowly closed behind Di Jun, completely shutting out the noise from the outside world.

The heartbeat of Pangu resonated throughout the hall, each pulse resonating with the laws of the hall, and the aura of the Father God permeated every corner.

The moment Di Jun stepped into the Pangu Palace, the saintly light surrounding him subsided slightly.

It's not that it's suppressed, but rather that it's naturally introverted.

He could sense the presence of the Father God permeating the great hall.

That aura was vast, ancient, and compassionate, carrying no hostility, yet inspiring awe in those who beheld it.