The Patriarchs of the Three Clans Arrive in Person
A flicker of astonishment appeared on Hongjun's face. Not only could this mirror transmit images, it could also reproduce sounds and presences.
But when he saw the three Quasi-Sage powerhouses—the Ancestral Dragon, Yuanfeng, and Ancestral Qilin—appear in the Precious Mirror,
Hongjun nodded, and a look of satisfaction spread across his face.
It seemed Luohu had indeed made his move, even drawing the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans into it.
His scheming had not been in vain.
This way, Fuxi and Luohu were certain to fight to the death.
Even so, Hongjun could not help worrying about Fuxi.
Although he believed Fuxi was certainly no ordinary man, facing the patriarchs of the Primordial World's three great overlords at once would be immensely troublesome even for Hongjun himself.
He wondered whether Fuxi could survive this calamity!
Meanwhile, the great powers of the Primordial World who did not know Fuxi were naturally astonished. They could not fathom what the Witch Clan had done to deserve being targeted by the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans at once, with all three Quasi-Sage patriarchs joining forces to suppress them.
As for the members of the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans, all of them rejoiced and cheered at the sight of their patriarchs displaying their divine might.
Meanwhile, at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, before the Witch Clan Territory,
Fuxi looked up at the sky, his expression indifferent.
Two men and a woman, three figures bearing boundless might, flew toward them from the horizon.
As one of the men moved, radiant light gathered around him, purple clouds surged, and the illusory forms of nine dragons manifested, displaying supreme majesty. He was none other than the Ancestral Dragon in human form.
The woman wore palace robes, a phoenix coronet, and a red ceremonial cloak. Boundless flames wreathed her, brimming with vitality. She was Yuanfeng's incarnation.
The last man had a square face, wide-set eyes, a commanding demeanor, and a tall, upright figure. Boundless auspicious vapor rose and fell around him. He was none other than Ancestral Qilin.
The three Quasi-Sages advanced in a mighty procession, their presence overshadowing the Primordial World.
Their immense might shattered space, overturned heaven and earth, and threw the five elements into chaos. Even the sky seemed on the verge of being crushed.
"Witch Clan, come out and die!"
A roar shook the universe like thunder, and even Buzhou Mountain trembled slightly.
The three Quasi-Sage powerhouses stood high above, looking down upon the entire Witch Clan.
In their eyes, with three Quasi-Sage powerhouses taking action together, the puny Witch Clan was already doomed.
Within the Witch Clan, the Twelve Ancestral Witches soared into the air. Zhurong and Gonggong, the most hot-tempered of them, could not help cursing in fury.
"Those bastards are far too arrogant! Wait till I beat every one of them into meat paste!"
"That bird beast again! He couldn't beat us before, and now he's brought two helpers! This is infuriating!"
"Since that bird beast wants to die so badly, let's grant their wish."
"Let's all go together and show these birdmen the might of the Pangu Orthodox Lineage!"
The Twelve Ancestral Witches unleashed their divine abilities and prepared to charge into the fight!
Just then, a figure in fluttering white robes suddenly appeared before them. It was Fuxi.
The moment they saw Fuxi, the impulsive witches all furled their banners and fell quiet.
Though the Twelve Ancestral Witches were hot-tempered, they were also straightforward. Since they had acknowledged him as their big brother, they naturally followed his lead.
On the three Quasi-Sages' side, Ancestral Qilin's face instantly turned livid when he saw Fuxi, who appeared to have no cultivation and looked like a mortal.
Noticing the change in Ancestral Qilin, Yuanfeng asked through voice transmission, "Fellow Daoist Ancestral Qilin, is this man the Witch Clan's Quasi-Sage powerhouse? Why can't I discern his cultivation?"
Ancestral Qilin replied grimly, "That's right, it's him. This man is utterly mysterious. Not only does he have some way of concealing his cultivation, but his physical body is also incomparably formidable. You two fellow Daoists must be careful in dealing with him!"
The two Quasi-Sage powerhouses gazed at Fuxi with the utmost gravity, trying to discern something about him.
As old rivals for hundreds of millions of years, they both knew how difficult it was to make this old qilin back down. In all those countless epochs, this was the first time they had seen it happen.
Even when faced with pressure from both the Dragon and Phoenix Clans back then, the old qilin had never bowed his head.
But now, he was willing to lower himself and join forces with the Dragon and Phoenix Clans against the Witch Clan.
The deeper meaning behind this forced them to give it careful thought.
After all, if this old qilin admitted he was no match for the man, then the Ancestral Dragon and Yuanfeng, who were at the same realm as the old qilin, would surely be no match for him either.
But how could such a formidable figure suddenly appear in the Primordial World? Why had there never been the slightest word of him before?
Even the most powerful innate gods could only be at the early Daluo Golden Immortal level when they were first born. Reaching the Quasi-Sage level required the accumulation of at least countless huiyuan!
Yet this man had no reputation at all in the past. Could he have been at the Quasi-Sage realm from the moment he was born?
Moreover, the realms of the Twelve Ancestral Witches were also very strange. They had clearly been born only a few years ago, yet all twelve had already reached the Daluo Golden Immortal Peak.
Such a thing was rare throughout the entire Primordial World.
Could the Witch Clan, as descendants of Pangu, truly defy the heavens to such an extent? Were they really going to replace the three clans as the new overlords of the Primordial World?
At that thought, the patriarchs of the Dragon and Phoenix Clans grew even warier of the Witch Clan.
But after today, the Witch Clan would no longer be a problem, because there would be no Witch Clan in the future.
Of this, the three patriarchs were full of confidence.
After all, three Quasi-Sages were acting together against a puny Witch Clan. If they could not take it down even like this, they might as well surrender their positions as overlords of the Primordial World.
At that thought, divine light shimmered all over Ancestral Qilin, and colorful auspicious mists swirled around him. He stepped forward, came before Fuxi, and accused him loudly.
"The Witch Clan is brutal by nature and has slaughtered countless beings, treating us dragons, phoenixes, and qilins as prey. Countless members of our three clans have become food in the mouths of the Witch Clan."
"Today, our three clans will carry out justice on heaven's behalf and wipe the Witch Clan from the Primordial World!"
Faced with Ancestral Qilin's righteous words, Fuxi merely sneered. "The Witch Clan are descendants of Pangu, the orthodox lineage of the Primordial World. Everything in heaven and earth was formed from Pangu. Carry out justice on heaven's behalf? Are you lot worthy?"
"Besides, if you want to exterminate my Witch Clan, the three of you aren't quite strong enough!!"
Hearing this, the members of the three clans watching through Flowers in the Mirror, Moon on the Water all turned pale, then flew into a rage.
"What an arrogant fellow!"
"The patriarchs of our three clans have come in person! How does a mere Witch Clan dare act like this?"
"Is that white-robed Daoist the leader of the Witch Clan? Why does he seem to have no cultivation at all? How dare an ant be so arrogant toward the patriarchs of the three clans?"
"What is the Witch Clan, to be worthy of standing alongside us?"
As their patriarchs, the Ancestral Dragon, Yuanfeng, and Ancestral Qilin represented the face of the three clans. They had been the overlords of the Primordial World for hundreds of millions of years, yet now a puny Witch Clan had shown them such contempt. How could they not be furious?
The other races of the Primordial World who heard Fuxi's words all thought him far too arrogant and conceited.
"The Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans have been the overlords of the Primordial World since the Beast Calamity. For hundreds of millions of years, no one has dared challenge their edge. Now a Witch Clan that popped out of who knows where claims the three clans aren't strong enough. Isn't that a joke?"