The Holy Path of the Primordial World Shines Brightly

Chapter 64 Alliance between Yan and Huang, Doubts surrounding Dijiang

Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, had a deep gaze as she tapped her fingertips on the table, each tap creating a strange rhythm.

She sorted through Feng Xi's past, connecting and integrating countless details.

"Although his true soul is clean and pure, showing no signs of being a Grand Luo Immortal, it doesn't seem like anyone's alternate account..."

"But... all the life trajectories I've followed so far have been truly remarkable."

"It's so outstanding that it's impossible not to notice it."

Houtu lowered her eyes, and the book began to turn its pages without wind, revealing Fengxi's life trajectory.

"First, I teamed up with those nine guys."

"Furthermore, they are part of the diplomatic missions of the Wu tribe... Out of trillions of Wu tribes, only a few hundred thousand have this opportunity."

"Let's leave those aside."

"Later, I encountered Fuxi and received his blessing...to become one of the hundred thousand fortunate beings!"

"At Kunlun Mountain, I met Chisongzi."

"For three thousand years, we have been building up a business alliance, and our profits have surpassed those of the entire Wu Clan team... Not to mention the rare and precious materials, the key is that we have collected almost one percent of the wisdom of civilization in the entire prehistoric world."

"There are just too many coincidences... just like that glass of wine that killed him."

At this moment, among the entire Witch Clan, excluding the Ancestral Witches and Great Witches, who is the most outstanding?

Without a doubt, it has to be Feng Xi!

Having completed a diplomatic journey, Feng Xi was like a carp leaping over the Dragon Gate, a truly stunning transformation!

Too many coincidences have led to his current extraordinary situation.

but……

Is this really a coincidence?

Houtu looked at Mu, who stood with his hands at his sides, and asked with a faint smile, "Is it really such a coincidence that an ordinary little witch could stand out and leave behind those little witches who have the secret support of a Great Luo, or even those who are simply using their own alternate accounts to participate?"

"In the primordial world, there are no coincidences, only the will of Heaven," Mu replied respectfully. "Behind every coincidence lies a grand game played by the Great Luo Immortals."

"Yes..." Houtu breathed a sigh of relief, "There's no coincidence."

"The more stunning it is, the more extraordinary the people behind it are."

There are no coincidences, only inevitability. Top experts compete with each other... Whoever is stronger and more cunning can steer the situation in the direction they want.

The fact that a minor witch could stand out so impressively among the numerous minor witches in the Wu Clan... is mainly because everything seemed so reasonable and natural. The powerful and terrifying force behind this was not to be underestimated.

The average Ronaldo obviously doesn't have this ability.

Mu has a lot to say on this.

Don't let his status as a high priest fool you... So what if he's a high priest?

Can't a high-ranking shaman create a secondary account?

He created thousands of alternate accounts, pretending to be a newbie and a noob in the tribe of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, trying to show off.

The results of it?

Ninety-nine percent of them are neither here nor there...they are among the top tier, but definitely not the absolute best.

In every region, he's never in the top three, and even making it into the top ten is a struggle!

The only time I ranked first was when my main account cheated on me, shamelessly favoring me.

As a result, the moment the main account turned around, the secondary account was immediately attacked.

A minor shaman named "Chiming" appeared kind and gentle on the outside, but was ruthless and vicious in his actions, and knocked him over.

"The water's too deep!"

This is a feeling that comes from the bottom of Mu's heart.

That's why he didn't dare to underestimate them at all. These little witches could crush a whole bunch of them with a single finger... Who knows, after crushing them all, there might be dozens of powerful beings looking at him with a sinister grin!

"Feng Xi is too outstanding... If someone is standing behind him, they must be no ordinary person," Houtu said calmly. "If it were a human king, he would definitely be one of the most powerful human kings!"

"Sui, Xi, Wa, Yan, Huang... one of the five." She calculated with her fingers, "Sui and Xi are not worth worrying about."

"I am well aware of Nuwa's arrangements; I have nothing to do with it."

"The rest... are Yan and Huang."

"Why wouldn't it be one of the Ancestral Witches who makes the move?" Mu asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Alas..." Houtu sighed with rare sorrow, "We, the Ancestral Witches, seem to enjoy boundless glory, dominating the world in this era... but the Five Heavenly Emperors of the Human Race have risen to power by stepping on us!"

"Fuxi, Shennong, Shaohao, Zhuanxu, Huangdi... none of them were simple."

"Let's forget about the rest."

"The Yellow Emperor actually dared to make me a subordinate deity... What audacity!" Houtu gritted her teeth and sneered, "Shaohao and Zhuanxu are even suspected of being in cahoots with him."

"If this guy isn't brought to justice, he'll become a major threat to my health!"

The Ancestral Witch's murderous aura surged, leaving Mu Na Na speechless.

"I previously suspected that Feng Xi was a pawn of the Yellow Emperor, a key bargaining chip for his intervention in the Wu tribe and ultimately his overthrow of the Wu tribe." Houtu calmly stated, "Since the time of the Yellow Emperor, the human race has been eradicating the traces of the Wu tribe."

"The Yellow Emperor slew Chiyou and Xingtian; Zhuanxu inherited his ambition and oppressed Gonggong..."

"However, now it seems that Feng Xi is much less suspicious." Hou Tu squinted. "Without Chi Songzi's intervention, he would have died immediately."

"He's not a pawn of the Yellow Emperor... he seems more like someone else." The Ancestral Witch revealed the name, "Emperor Yan!"

"Emperor Yan had the ability to help a minor witch rise to prominence... He and Emperor Huang were the most outstanding kings of the human race, even reaching the point of 'representing the race by name,' imprinting their mark on the deepest part of the human race."

Yanhuang... the true lineage of Yanhuang!

Unfortunately, although both Emperor Yan and Emperor Huang were legitimate rulers, Emperor Yan suffered a great loss at the hands of Emperor Huang and was defeated.

Therefore, although they were all legitimate rulers, the kings who came after them all inherited the will of the Yellow Emperor.

However, Emperor Yan should not be underestimated.

"Emperor Yan was powerful, and Emperor Huang was even more terrifying... This is consistent with the current situation," Houtu said. "Emperor Yan's chess piece was extraordinary, but what was the result? Someone made a move, and Fengxi's chess piece was almost rendered useless, forcing him to flee far away and hand over his base."

"The stakes have already been raised significantly, but when it comes time to reap the rewards, we have no choice but to withdraw..." the Ancestral Witch said meaningfully. "In the end, who will benefit?"

"I'm very curious."

While it may be said to be curiosity, the various behaviors of this ancestral witch and the unfinished words all reveal that... it is definitely not just simple curiosity.

"Then... since Feng Xi is related to Emperor Yan, should we be on guard?" Mu asked. "Emperor Yan's true identity is unknown, shrouded in mystery, and his attitude is unpredictable..."

"It's alright..." Houtu waved her hand, "Emperor Yan is willing to be one of the human kings, and is roughly on the same front as us... That's enough."

"Besides..." her eyes flickered, "one day, we might very well become allies—in the fight against the Yellow Emperor!"

"Join forces with Emperor Yan to resist Emperor Huang. Emperor Huang's lineage wants to act recklessly and wipe out the power of our Wu tribe; they even dare to come up to us, establish a hierarchy, and act arrogantly... Ha, do you think it's that easy!"

obviously.

Although she did not know who the Yellow Emperor was, Houtu Zuwu had long harbored a lot of resentment in her heart.

Secretly plotting and scheming... The enemy of my enemy is my friend!

The abacus clicked away, and after Houtu, the ancestral witch, felt there were no flaws, she signaled Mu to step down. She then rang a golden bell to summon the eleven ancestral witches for a meeting of the ancestral witches.

After a series of unparalleled and overwhelming pressures swept through, the atmosphere in this hall completely changed.

The ancestral witches gathered, and their great Dao manifested here, stirring up countless eras and the heavens and space, causing the years to sing praises of their eternity and supremacy!

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were twelve powerful and influential figures, representing the pinnacle of combat strength in this era!

……

"Houtu, what brings you here? Why have you summoned us?"

Zhu Jiuyin spoke, and his Daoist voice resonated throughout the myriad paths, causing the heavens and earth to tremble.

"A small problem has arisen in my tribe," said Houtu, the Ancestral Witch. "A minor shaman has encountered some mishap."

"Just because a minor witch had an accident... you called us all over?" Tianwu Zuwu sighed.

"The accident is minor; the problem behind it is major," Houtu said calmly, briefly explaining Fengxi's situation. "Through this, we might be able to find traces of some hidden figures and bring them into the light... so that we don't end up fighting to the death to defeat the demon race, only to have someone else reap the benefits."

"The Yellow Emperor, the Yan Emperor... these are indeed giants that cannot be ignored." Some ancestral shamans nodded in agreement. "Especially the Yellow Emperor, many human kings revered his will and were extremely hostile to our shaman clan."

"Although the human and witch races share the same origin, only their responsibilities differ... for the Human King to attack us is like defeating an enemy, then storing away weapons, letting horses graze freely, and stripping generals of their power!"

The Ancestral Witches, who hold military power and command the human race's armies... How can they tolerate this situation?

"If we can find the Yellow Emperor, even though we have a common enemy—the demon race—we won't be able to fight him," Houtu, who was supported by several ancestral witches, said with satisfaction. "But having a specific target for defense will also prevent us from being ambushed."

"Aren't you right, Fellow Daoist Dijiang?" She suddenly looked at Ancestral Witch Dijiang, her tone full of meaning.

"Oh?" Dijiang raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean by that, Fellow Daoist Houtu?"

"I've heard that Dijiang is Dihong, and Dihong is the Yellow Emperor... What do you think?" Houtu leaned forward slightly, looking at Dijiang with utmost seriousness, not missing a single change in expression.

"That's not how you say it."

Dijiang Zuwu smiled, showing no anger or resentment at being questioned by Houtu, remaining as calm and natural as ever.

"As the saying goes, it's better to have no books than to believe everything in them... How can information circulating outside the home be relied upon as evidence to determine friend from foe?"

"Perhaps it's just schemers spreading rumors and confusing the public... Fellow Daoist Houtu, it's inappropriate to be so easily swayed!"

"There's no smoke without fire, is there? There must be some reason behind it." Houtu raised an eyebrow. "I'm just making a rough guess, Fellow Daoist Dijiang, please don't take offense."

"Oh...is that so?" Dijiang's smile deepened. "I understand, I understand."

"Fellow Daoist Houtu is courageous in questioning and criticizing, and speaks out about her doubts... This is a very good quality." He changed the subject and praised her highly, "Sometimes misunderstandings and rumors occur between people... At such times, face-to-face communication, even if the words are sharp, is definitely much better than pointing fingers and plotting behind people's backs."

"If there's a problem, just talk it out... and you can remove the thorns in each other's hearts."

Faced with Houtu's suspicion, Dijiang Zuwu displayed the demeanor of a great general, remaining calm and composed. Even when Buzhou collapsed before him, he did not change color, silently defusing the sharp edge.

Houtu frowned. She wanted to say something, but faced with Dijiang's current humble and sincere demeanor, she felt that he was too slippery to handle and had no control over him at all.

This is not the script she had envisioned!

"This Dijiang may not be that Dijiang," Dijiang said. "After all, sometimes the leader of the Gonggong clan was also revered as Dijiang."

"Huh?" Gonggong, the ancestral witch who had been standing calmly to the side, raised his head, looking completely bewildered.

How did this all come about?

"The 'Di' in Dijiang and the 'Hou' in Houtu can sometimes have the same meaning... both meaning leader." Dijiang remained calm. "Houtu is the ruler of the earth; Dijiang is the emperor of the river."

"Jiang, who works on water... you really have a connection with Gonggong's tribe!" Dijiang pointed at Gonggong and smiled. "Could it be that Gonggong is the true form of the Yellow Emperor, who has infiltrated my Wu tribe?"

"I didn't do it, I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!"

At this moment, Gonggong, the ancestral witch, turned black.

(End of this chapter)