Chapter 153
Purple Heavens Palace.
Hongjun felt increasingly uneasy and couldn't help but send a telepathic message to Chu Feng: "You scoundrel, there's something I must tell you."
Initially, when I informed the Heavenly Dao of my desire to become your Dao Companion, the Heavenly Dao vehemently opposed it, as if it would not allow for any discussion.
But for some reason, Heaven's attitude suddenly made a complete 180-degree turn and changed its mind, agreeing with it.
Hongjun, helpless, continued to transmit his voice, "This is too abnormal. The Heavenly Dao is ruthless, and its operation is all predetermined. Such repetition is unprecedented..."
Before he could finish speaking, Chu Feng's eyes suddenly narrowed, and an invisible chill rose from the bottom of his heart.
Chu Feng immediately sent a telepathic message to Hongjun: "Stop talking!"
Hongjun was struck dumb by Chu Feng's words.
She was incredibly intelligent and immediately understood Chu Feng's meaning.
The Primordial World is under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Dao. Under the watchful eye of the Heavenly Dao, any communication could be detected by it!
Those words just now were extremely dangerous.
Her face paled slightly, and she dared not utter another word.
Chu Feng sent her a telepathic message, reassuring her. The two exchanged a few unspoken words and then fell silent.
Finally, the two agreed to go to the depths of chaos together some time later to discuss the matter.
After the telepathic communication ended, Chu Feng became increasingly agitated.
The abnormality of the Heavenly Way greatly displeased him, Tongtian Way was up to.
Chu Feng stopped thinking and appeared on the mountainside of Buzhou Mountain with a thought.
Here, auspicious clouds swirl, and the spiritual energy is abundant; a simple and elegant palace sits within.
"Brother Chu, you've arrived!"
A clear and melodious voice rang out, Nuwa, dressed in a long gown, came out from inside the palace to greet them.
"Little Wa."
Chu Feng forced a smile.
Nuwa, being exceptionally intelligent, immediately noticed Chu Feng's troubled expression and asked with concern, "Brother Chu, why do you look so worried? Has something happened?"
Chu Feng did not answer immediately. He looked around, then flipped his hand, and the Chaos Green Lotus appeared out of thin air, hovering above the two of them.
In an instant, an invisible power of the Great Dao enveloped the entire Daoist temple, shielding it from all external probing of Heavenly secrets secrets.
After doing all this, Chu Feng sighed and told Nuwa everything about the abnormality of the Heavenly Dao and his own speculations.
After listening, Nuwa's beautiful face was filled with solemnity, but she was more worried about Chu Feng.
She gently comforted him, "Brother Chu, don't worry too much."
When soldiers come, generals will block them; when water comes, earth will dam it. No matter how strong the way of heaven is, it will eventually have its limits.
Your current cultivation level is already at the pinnacle of the Primordial World; you may not be unable to contend with him.
Worrying right now is pointless; it's better to clear your mind first, and perhaps you'll gain new insights.
She paused, her eyes darting around, and said with a sly smile, "You seem restless. Why don't you go for a visit to the Witch Clan?"
Although the Witch Clan fellow Daoists are simple-minded, they are also the most forthright and generous. After a bit of commotion with them, all your worries disappear."
Chu Feng was taken aback upon hearing this, then burst into laughter, his gloom dissipating considerably.
Indeed, he had an excellent relationship with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and he felt very comfortable around them.
Moreover, there are now twelve other Ancestral Witch, making the Witch Clan extremely lively.
"Xiaowa understands me! Okay, I'll go check on them right now!"
Immediately, Chu Feng put away the Chaos Green Lotus, bid farewell to Nuwa, and with a flicker of his figure, headed towards the Ancestral Witch Hall deep within the earth.
The Witch Tribe with a menacing aura, and everywhere you looked there were strong, wild witches.
As soon as Chu Feng approached, he heard a deafening roar from ahead, along with shouts and curses.
In the center of the tribe's vast open space, two figures were locked in a fierce battle.
One of them, dressed in a blue dress and surrounded by towering waves, was none other than the Water Ancestral Witch, Gonggong.
Her opponent was a burly man engulfed in raging Lie Yan, who was being driven back in disarray and utterly defeated. He was none other than the Fire Ancestral Witch, the Male Zhurong.
"Zhurong, you fire-playing idiot! Do you submit?"
The female Gonggong unleashed a water dragon attack, blasting the Male Zhurong away. She stood with her hands on her hips, a smug look on her face.
The Male Zhurong crawled up from the ground, his body charred black and damp, looking utterly wretched, yet still stubbornly retorted, "Bah! Gonggong, you madwoman, if you're so capable, don't drown me!"
Chu Feng watched in disbelief from afar, inwardly thinking, "This incompatibility is truly ingrained in their bones. But this Male Zhurong is too pitiful; he's being completely unilaterally crushed."
Just as he was about to step forward and say hello, another unexpected event occurred.
"Gonggong! How dare you bully my Zhurong!"
A sharp shout rang out, and another slender figure engulfed in flames rushed into the battlefield. It was none other than the female Zhurong.
As soon as the female Zhurong joined the fight, she immediately fought alongside the bruised and battered Male Zhurong, turning the tide of the battle in an instant.
Chu Feng's jaw nearly dropped: What kind of move is this? A mixed doubles attack?
Chu Feng didn't disturb them, and watched the show from the sidelines, which improved his mood considerably.
At the same time, the female Gonggong was caught in a pincer attack and panicked, cursing loudly. "Zhurong, you two are shameless! Bullying the few with numbers, what kind of heroes are you!"
"There's no need to follow any rules when dealing with a crazy woman like you!" The Male Zhurong and female Zhurong spoke in unison, their cooperation seamless.
"Fine! You think you can bully me Gonggong on!" the female Gonggong roared.
No sooner had he finished speaking than another tall figure rushed out from the side, his body also shrouded in water vapor, exuding a powerful aura—it was none other than the Male Gonggong.
Without saying a word, he immediately joined the battle, helping the female Gonggong fight against the two Zhurong.
With the addition of the two, the situation completely spiraled out of control, turning into a chaotic four-person brawl.
The entire tribe was thrown into chaos, and the lesser shamans fled in terror.
Chu Feng was completely dumbfounded, standing there speechless.
The Witch Clan, it's still the same old recipe, the same old taste...
They start fighting at the drop of a hat; typical of the witch's style.
"Stop it, all of you!"
Dijiang appeared out of thin air, her sharp gaze sweeping over the four of them. She snapped, "What nonsense are you spouting! Fellow Daoist Chu has come from afar, is this how you treat your guests? Stop right now!"
The four then noticed Chu Feng not far away, and immediately felt a little embarrassed. They withdrew their hands, glared at each other, and then grinned at Chu Feng in unison, warmly welcoming him.
"Haha, Brother Chu Feng, you've finally arrived!"
"Come on, let's drink!"
Chu Feng greeted them one by one, feeling both amused and exasperated, before being invited into the Ancestral Witch Hall by Dijiang.
Inside the hall, once everyone was seated, the noise gradually subsided.
Chu Feng suppressed his smile, his expression turning serious. He cut to the chase, asking, "Dijiang, how are the preparations for the Witch-Demon War going?"
Upon hearing this, the aura of all the Ancestral Witch in the hall immediately subsided.
Dijiang nodded. "That's about right. As long as the demon race attacks, we can fight them to the death!"
Meanwhile, high above in the heavens, in the Demon Clan Heavenly Court.
Di Jun said to the other man beside him, "Fellow Daoist, the Witch Clan's arrogance is growing daily, and a great battle is imminent. In your opinion, how should this battle be conducted?"
Upon hearing this, Male Di Jun fell into deep thought, considering the specifics...