Hongjun: I can't make babies for the Thirteen Ancestral Witches either?

Several millennia passed in haste.

Dijun and Taiyi, leading the vast Demon Clan army, finally arrived at the legendary Thirty-Three Heavens, guided by an inexplicable feeling in their hearts.

This place was located above the Primordial Chaos continent, at the boundary between Chaos and Primordial Chaos.

Logically, it should have been desolate and frigid, with thin innate spiritual energy, making it difficult for ordinary creatures to survive.

However, at this moment, a towering avenue exuding a vast aura appeared out of nowhere in the silent void, leading directly to the depths of the firmament.

Dijun's mind was shaken violently; the guidance became clearer than ever before.

Without the slightest hesitation, he took the lead and stepped onto the avenue.

In an instant, the surrounding scenery changed like flowing light. He felt a whirl of the world, and even his consciousness became dazed.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself having passed through the Thirty-Three Heavens, arriving in an even more vast and mysterious new world.

What came into view was a towering and majestic gatehouse.

The gatehouse was made entirely of purplish-gold, exuding a natural and unconstrained grandeur.

On the high-hanging purplish-red plaque, Heavenly Dao runes were naturally outlined, revealing the three ancient characters "South Heaven Gate."

Passing through the South Heaven Gate, the scene before them caused all the following Demon Clan powerhouses to lose their voices in an instant!

Immortal energy swirled, and the rosy clouds stretched for ten thousand miles.

Amidst the churning sea of clouds, rows of jade buildings and pavilions were revealed.

These buildings seemed not to have been built after birth, but were naturally born from Chaos, perfectly integrated with this world.

Walking further inside, passing through layers of immortal palaces.

Finally, a magnificent palace, radiating brilliant golden light, appeared before everyone's eyes.

It hung above the nine heavens, overlooking the vast sea of clouds below. The palace doors were tightly closed, and four large characters were engraved on the door.

"High Heaven Palace!"

Dijun looked at everything before him and could no longer suppress the excitement and ecstasy in his heart.

Standing in front of the High Heaven Palace, he could no longer suppress the boundless pride in his heart and couldn't help but laugh up to the sky:

"Hahahaha... Heaven blesses my Demon Clan!"

"My Demon Clan is destined to rule the Primordial Chaos!"

"Destined to become the sole master of this world!"

The laughter echoed between the jade buildings, filled with endless ambition and pride.

The Primordial Chaos continent was originally peaceful and harmonious.

Suddenly, one day.

Golden light filled the sky, and auspicious clouds gathered, almost covering the entire Primordial Chaos.

A vast and mighty aura soared into the sky, straight into the nine heavens!

Immediately afterward, a grand voice resounded throughout every corner of the Primordial Chaos:

"Heavenly Dao is above! I am the Three-legged Golden Crow Dijun! I am the Three-legged Golden Crow Taiyi!"

"Now the Demon Clan is scattered, we should establish a court to govern and inherit the destiny of Heaven! We, brothers, establish the Demon Court above the Thirty-Three Heavens today, using the Hetu Luoshu and Chaos Bell to suppress our destiny, commanding the myriad demons of the Primordial Chaos!"

"May the Heavenly Dao acknowledge it!"

As the announcement fell, all the creatures of the Primordial Chaos were shaken, all looking towards the sky.

The next moment, the auspicious clouds above the sky became even denser, and golden light sprinkled in all directions.

Immediately, a detached voice, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, came from the void:

"Approved!"

Just one word declared the establishment of the Demon Court and obtained the approval of the Heavenly Dao.

In an instant, the Demon Clan's destiny, which was already a behemoth, soared again, condensing into a sky-covering golden dragon.

Its size was so enormous that it hovered outside the heavens, emitting a dragon's roar that shook the sky. The momentum was so great that it seemed to want to crush the entire Primordial Chaos under its body.

Amidst endless cheers, Dijun officially began the conferral of titles in the High Heaven Palace.

Dijun and Taiyi were jointly named Demon Emperors, Kunpeng was appointed Demon Master, and Bai Ze, Ji Meng, Ying Zhao, Jiuying, and others were listed as the Ten Great Demon Sages, sharing the Demon Clan's destiny.

At the same time.

Throughout the Primordial Chaos, those top powerhouses felt the changes, some were shocked, some were angry, some were envious, and some were thoughtful.

Kunlun Mountain, the Three Pure Ones' dojo.

Inside the Jade Void Palace, Yuanshi looked at the sky-covering golden dragon of destiny above the sky, his eyes bloodshot, and scolded angrily:

"These fur-wearing, horn-bearing, wet-born, egg-hatched creatures, what virtues and abilities do they possess to receive such favor from destiny!"

Mount Sumeru.

Jieyin gazed at the sky, a hint of envy flashing in his eyes, and muttered to himself, "My West is barren; when will it ever flourish?"

Midway up Buzhou Mountain.

Fuxi's eyes were dazed, his face filled with disbelief.

A strange feeling arose within him, a kind of inexplicable closeness and belonging to the newly established Demon Court, as if that was where he was meant to be.

Inside Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun sat high upon his cloud bed, nodding slightly.

He cast his calm gaze through endless time and space, taking in everything in the Primordial Chaos, not showing the slightest ripple of emotion at the establishment of the Demon Court.

An unfathomable aura surrounded him, as calm as still water, as if everything that happened was within his expectations and control.

Hongjun rubbed the Creation Jade Plate in his hand, looked at the game of chess before him, and said in a low voice:

"The Demon Clan's power is too great; it needs to be checked!"

"The Thirteen Ancestral Witches..."

After a moment, he sighed softly, seemingly helpless.

He couldn't exactly make babies for the Thirteen Ancestral Witches, could he?

"However, these lawless Ancestral Witches are good pawns for driving the calamity..."

"Innate pure Yang energy and innate pure Yin energy are barely passable."

A smile hung on Hongjun's face, and with each word he spoke, he placed a chess piece on the board before him, yet there was no one in front of him...

Years are unrecorded in the Primordial Chaos.

Time flowed, and tens of thousands of years passed in the blink of an eye.

Inside Pangu Temple.

Apart from Qin Xuan and Hou Tu, the other Ancestral Witches had all stopped cultivating and emerged from seclusion.

At this moment, the Ancestral Witch Zhurong was sitting to one side, his face a patchwork of blue and purple, clearly having just taken a beating.

But he didn't care at all, instead scratching himself contentedly with the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, a silly grin on his face, no doubt thinking of something happy again.

Not far from him, the Ancestral Witch Gonggong was equally bruised and swollen, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

In reality, their cultivation levels were originally about the same, and neither could do anything to the other.

But since Zhurong ate the Blazing Sun Fruit that Qin Xuan had brought, his Law of Fire had increased dramatically, completely leaving Gonggong in the dust.

This made Gonggong extremely frustrated.

As for the injuries on Zhurong's face...

They were naturally Xuan Ming's handiwork.

Zhurong had been disciplined by Xuan Ming quite a bit over the years.

But every time he was beaten, he would immediately find Gonggong for a "friendly exchange"!

Then, Gonggong's face would become even darker.

Not far away, Dijiang and the others looked at these two fools, rubbed their temples, and sighed.

If outsiders were here and saw this scene, they would probably be scared out of their wits.

Because at this moment, these eleven seemingly simple-minded Ancestral Witches had all reached the peak of the Great Golden Immortal realm!

And between the two spirit pools, Hou Tu was still sitting quietly.

Nearly a hundred thousand years had passed, and her cultivation realm had not moved at all, remaining at the late stage of Great Golden Immortal.

But her whole being seemed even more serene and gentle.

As for Qin Xuan, the terrifying spiritual energy vortex around him was still spinning and devouring madly.

Visibly, three of the ten mountains of treasures that were originally piled up like mountains in the hall had been depleted.

But the Chaos Spirit Liquid pool had only been consumed by less than ten percent.

Suddenly one day, the aura around Qin Xuan, who was devouring frantically, paused abruptly, and all the spiritual energy vortexes subsided instantly.

Immediately afterward, an indescribably vast pressure erupted, shaking the entire Pangu Temple slightly!

A low rumble came from within his body, as if he had broken through some kind of limit!

The space-time around him was distorted and shattered at this moment, forming small black holes.

Law of Strength, forty percent!

At the same time, his Primordial Creation Art also broke through to the early stage of the second level, as a natural result of the massive amount of resources.

Primal Spirit, physical body, and laws, all improved comprehensively!

Qin Xuan slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, feeling the vast, sea-like power within his body, and slowly opened his eyes.

Early stage Primordial Golden Immortal!

Moreover, this wasn't just any ordinary early stage, but a peak early stage Primordial, having reached the limits of both his soul and physical body, just a step away from the mid-stage!

With this power alone, he felt that he could crush any strong opponent of the same level with a single punch!

At the same time, Hou Tu also slowly opened her eyes.

After ten thousand years of arduous cultivation, she seemed not to have broken through, but her gains were enormous.

She stood up and walked straight to Qin Xuan, without superfluous words, simply giving him a warm and forceful hug.

"The innate turbidity in my soul has dissipated for the most part..." Hou Tu said softly, "Perhaps one more time, and I can completely possess a complete soul."

She didn't say any words of thanks.

But in Hou Tu's heart, there was an incomparably clear and strong thought, "No matter what happens in the future, even if I am smashed to pieces, I must protect this little brother!"

Even though her strength was now far from comparable to Qin Xuan's.

Qin Xuan felt the warm and powerful embrace of his older sister Hou Tu, and he was also happy for her in his heart.

He didn't say much either, just gently patted her back.

After a long time, the two separated.

Only then did Qin Xuan notice that less than ten percent of the Chaos Spirit Liquid had been consumed!

He immediately had an idea in his mind!

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