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

Once the three days were opened and the divine paths were established, the primordial order had its unshakeable foundation for all eternity.

Pan Xuan stood in the Great Luo Heaven, overlooking the primordial wilderness.

Above the thirty-three heavens, three more heavens were added: Qingwei Heaven, Yuyu Heaven, and Dachi Heaven.

For three days, the Three Pure Ones, in their avatars, oversaw the establishment of the fundamental principles and the laws and regulations.

In the Heavenly Court, the Jade Emperor, the Four Emperors, and the Nine Goddesses of the Dipper each hold power and govern the Three Realms.

The realms of immortals, the netherworld, and the mortal world each have their own guardians.

Even if all the saints were to go on expeditions, the primordial world would still function peacefully and remain as stable as Mount Tai.

Everything is ready.

Pan Xuan said slowly, his gaze deep, "The foundation of the primordial world is already stable, and the operation of the three realms is already in order."

"Then it is time for us to launch a counterattack against Chaos!"

All matters concerning the primordial era have been properly arranged.

The grand plan to conquer Chaos has finally come to an end.

Pan Xuan stood in the Great Luo Heaven, slowly raising his hand. A decree rose from his palm, transforming into three streams of light that flew towards the locations of the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin clans respectively.

The decree contained only one sentence.

"The Primordial Era is about to embark on a distant expedition to Chaos, and the three races may join the expedition."

This is a golden opportunity for you to cleanse your karma, gain merit, and improve your cultivation and fortune; do not miss it.

When the decree arrived, the three clans were shaken.

In the Dragon Palace of the East Sea, the Ancestral Dragon sat on the throne in the deep sea, slowly opening his majestic dragon eyes.

He carefully sensed the meaning within the decree, and after a long while, he suddenly let out a low laugh:

"Good! Good! My dragon race, after cleansing ourselves of our karma, was just worried about where to obtain that immeasurable merit."

"A campaign against Chaos, to slay those Chaos Gods, is a golden opportunity for my Dragon Clan to gain merit and refine our destiny!"

He abruptly rose to his feet, his ten-thousand-foot-tall dragon body rising majestically from the deep sea, letting out a dragon roar that resounded throughout the heavens:

"Dragon warriors, heed my command! Follow me into the Chaos Realm and forge unparalleled achievements for the primordial world!"

The roar of the dragon echoed throughout the four seas. Countless dragons rose from the rivers, lakes, and seas, transforming into countless dragon shadows that gathered under the banner of the Ancestral Dragon.

The dragon army, with its imposing scales and majestic power, resembled an endless torrent of steel.

In the southern parasol tree forest, Yuan Feng stood atop the Nirvana Tree, slowly spreading her magnificent wings. She gazed at the imperial decree for a long time, then slowly said:

"After our Phoenix Clan was cleansed of its karma, the fire of rebirth burned ever brighter."

"A campaign against Chaos will allow us to use that immeasurable merit to temper the Phoenix Clan's path to Nirvana! Phoenix Clan warriors, follow me on this expedition!"

As soon as he finished speaking, countless phoenixes spread their wings and rose from the phoenix grove, transforming into a sky full of dazzling light that converged under Yuan Feng's banner.

The Phoenix Clan army, with its shimmering light and the flames of rebirth, resembled a magnificent and blazing sea of ​​fire.

On Qilin Cliff, the First Qilin stood up slowly, its feet resting on auspicious clouds.

He gazed at the imperial edict and slowly said, "My Qilin clan is the master of auspiciousness and peace."

"This expedition to the Chaos is a great act of merit for my Qilin clan, establishing the glorious legacy of protecting the primordial world! Qilin warriors, follow me on this expedition!"

As soon as the words fell, countless Qilin rose up on Qilin Cliff, their auspicious energy gathering under the banner of the First Qilin.

The army of Qilin, shrouded in auspicious clouds and radiating auspicious energy, resembled a warm and solemn sea of ​​good fortune.

The armies of the three races thus assembled.

The three clan leaders, Zulong, Yuanfeng, and Shiqilin, each led their armies and marched towards the Great Luo Heaven.

Meanwhile, in the Pangu Temple of the Wu Clan, a swearing-in ceremony was also underway.

Pan Xuan stood in front of the Pangu Hall, with the eleven Ancestral Witches behind him.

Dijiang, Zhujiuyin, Rushou, Jumang, Gonggong, Zhurong, Qiangliang, Xizi, Tianwu, Yuezi, Shebishi.

Houtu stayed behind to guard the primordial wilderness, while the other eleven ancestral witches all followed Panxuan on his expedition.

The eleven Ancestral Witches were all transformed from the essence and blood of Pangu, possessing unparalleled physical bodies and perfect primordial spirits.

They stood before the Pangu Temple, their aura as vast as the sea, and the primordial earth seemed to tremble slightly beneath their feet.

Pan Xuan surveyed the ancestral witches and slowly spoke:

"Fellow Daoists, back then the Wu Clan was weak and alone. I followed you all, step by step, through the primordial world to where we are today."

Today, the Wu Clan is the only one in this primordial world that possesses saints, a large army, and unparalleled glory!

Today, we shall carry the might of the Witch Clan and embark on a distant expedition into Chaos, to establish once again an everlasting legacy for the Witch Clan!

Dijiang roared first: "Good! The sons of my Wu tribe have never feared battle! Let's see if those Chaos Gods can withstand the iron fist of my Wu tribe!"

Zhu Jiuyin slowly said, "The expedition to Chaos is a golden opportunity for our Wu Clan to refine our fortune and gain merit. All the sons and daughters of our Wu Clan should naturally go forth in full force!"

Zhu Rong laughed heartily, flames erupting from his body: "My fire has long wanted to taste the power of those chaotic gods!"

Gonggong also said in a deep voice, "My waters shall also accompany me on this expedition!"

The eleven ancestral witches roared in unison. The roar shook the Pangu Palace and reverberated throughout the primordial land.

Countless young men of the Wu tribe gathered in front of the Pangu Temple from all directions.

Each of them was tall and muscular, exuding a powerful aura, resembling towering iron towers.

The witch army was neither as magnificent as the demon army nor as fierce as the Asura army.

Yet it possesses the purest and most savage power from the primordial wilderness.

They are descendants of the god Pangu, the one who created the world.

They don't need complicated formations or exquisite spells; their physical bodies alone are enough to contend with heaven and earth.

"Soldiers of the Witch Clan!" Pan Xuan stood before the Pangu Palace and roared, "Follow me, let us march against Chaos!"

"Marching into Chaos!" The countless warriors of the Witch Clan roared in unison, their voices shaking the heavens.

Meanwhile, deep within the starry sky, in the Heavenly Court, the demon army had already assembled.

Emperor Jun stood in the Ziwei Palace, surrounded by holy light.

Taiyi stood beside him, with the Chaos Bell above his head and chaotic energy swirling around him.

Kunpeng stood outside the main hall, its enormous figure blotting out the sky and soaring ninety thousand miles into the air.

In that starry sky, countless demon warriors gathered from among the stars of the heavens.

There are celestial demon gods, star lords of the starry sky, and great saints of the demon race.

Each of them was surrounded by a terrifying aura of demons and a murderous intent, as if the starry sky itself was about to be engulfed by their fighting spirit.

Di Jun slowly spoke, his voice resounding throughout the heavens:

"Everyone, our demon race has been silent ever since the great war between the Lich and the Demon."

Now that the three realms of the primordial world are complete and all the saints stand together, it is time for my demon race to regroup and display its might throughout the heavens!

Those chaotic gods intend to seize my primordial world; how can we sit idly by?!

Today, my demon army marches with me into the Chaos, to establish an everlasting legacy for the primordial world!

Taiyi also spoke slowly, and the Chaos Bell emitted a melodious chime:

"Our demon race shall rise up against Chaos and utterly crush all those Chaos gods!"

Kunpeng stood outside the main hall, its enormous figure slowly speaking, its voice resounding like thunder:

"I, an old man from the Northern Sea, transformed into a Peng, soaring ninety thousand miles high."

Today, let this old man pave the way for you all!