Sweeping the Floor Nearby

The three people sweeping the floor nearby also looked up, silently watching the confident Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong walked into the grand hall with a beaming smile. After looking around, his smile suddenly froze.

He stood there completely stunned—

What kind of scene was this before his eyes?

Various treasures piled up like mountains, yet they were being cleaned with brooms? Hundreds of palaces gleamed with golden light, all actually tempered with Merit?

Using Merit in such a way meant one was either crazy or foolish!

The Ancestral Witches who entered afterward were also stunned by this sight.

For a moment, they were speechless!

Seeing guests arrive, Lu Changqing smiled and stood up, instructing East King Duke beside him:

"Little Dong, serve the tea."

"As you command, Great Master!"

Upon hearing this, East King Duke immediately put down the broom he was using to sweep treasures and turned to prepare immortal tea in the side hall.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were greatly shocked to see East King Duke.

"Isn't this East King Duke from Zifu Prefecture?"

"To think that such a great power of the Primordial World would be serving tea and sweeping the floor here?"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were deeply shaken, further convinced that Wuji Heaven was unfathomable.

"Everyone, please have a seat."

Lu Changqing invited them to sit, then smiled at Zhu Rong:

"I wonder how many good treasures you have brought? Let this Venerable One broaden his horizons."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Rong was so embarrassed his toes curled, his face turned red, and he dared not look up at Lu Changqing.

In front of this great power who treated treasures like trash, he felt like a beggar.

Houtu, who noticed her elder brother's predicament, smiled and took out all the treasures, saying:

"Fellow Daoist Changqing is joking. These are just some ordinary items, how could they possibly catch your eye?"

As she spoke, hundreds of treasures floated before him.

Houtu casually grabbed one, and a Post-Natal Merit Supreme Treasure—the Vast Quantity Measuring Ruler—appeared in her hand.

"This is the first offensive Merit Supreme Treasure of the Post-Natal era. It shares the same origin as the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda, both transformed from the Merit of World Creation."

Lu Changqing happily accepted this magic treasure.

He had always favored offensive magic treasures, and this ruler seemed more to his liking than the pagoda.

Seeing Lu Changqing's satisfied expression, Houtu smiled slightly and took out another item:

"There is also a Heavenly Dao fiendish treasure called the Heaven-Suppressing Coffin. Its power is close to that of a Primordial Supreme Treasure, and it can seal all things."

Lu Changqing's eyes lit up, and he took the fiendish treasure.

He certainly knew the power of the Heaven-Suppressing Coffin—once trapped inside, fiendish energy would corrode the Saint body, dissolve the Primordial Spirit, and even Saints would find it difficult to escape.

"Indeed, these are two good treasures."

Lu Changqing nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing that he liked them, Houtu became even more enthusiastic in her introductions.

She waved her hand again, and a lotus seed appeared in her palm:

"A top-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Twelve-Petal Pure World White Lotus."

"This was left behind when the Chaos Green Lotus shattered during the creation of the world."

"The roots and stems of the Chaos Green Lotus transformed into the God-Slaying Spear. Of the five lotus seeds, four immature ones transformed into the Merit Golden Lotus, Karma Red Lotus, World-Destroying Black Lotus, and this Pure World White Lotus."

"The mature one transformed into the Twenty-Four Petal Creation Green Lotus, which was later divided by the Three Pure Ones Saints into three top-grade innate spiritual treasures—Laozi's Taiyi Fly Whisk, Tongtian's Qingping Sword, and Yuanshi's Three Treasures Jade Ruyi."

"This is why there is the saying that red flowers, white roots, and green leaves—the Three Pure Ones were originally one family."

"From this, you can see the extraordinary origin of this Pure World White Lotus."

Lu Changqing took the white lotus and admired it carefully.

He naturally knew that this treasure possessed invincible defense, was impervious to all magic, and its Pure World Profound Light could purify all filth.

However, he was blessed with profound fortune and destiny, protected by the Heavenly Dao, and fundamentally had no need for defensive magic treasures.

"Not bad. It'll look nice as a potted plant in the hall."

Lu Changqing played with it for a moment before casually putting it away.

East King Duke, who was pouring tea nearby, trembled and almost spilled it.

Even after following Lu Changqing for many years, such words that treated treasures as worthless still made him uneasy.

The other Ancestral Witches were petrified on the spot.

A top-grade innate spiritual treasure... the Pure World White Lotus, only fit to be a potted plant?

Even a Saint wouldn't dare be so extravagant, right?

But Lu Changqing was completely unfazed.

After all, the Northern Mysterious Origin Water Control Banner and the Exquisite Pagoda were already hanging in the hall. Adding another Pure World White Lotus now was no big deal.

Ran Deng and Kunpeng shook their heads repeatedly upon seeing this.

Looking at the merit magic treasures being swept aside by the broom, they didn't feel any regret.

Compared to treating a top-grade innate spiritual treasure like a potted plant, what were these swept-aside merit magic treasures?

The treatment they received was already quite good.

"Fellow Daoist Houtu, are there any other treasures?"

Lu Changqing put away the Pure World White Lotus and, seeing Houtu still in a daze, knew he was handsome but didn't like being stared at like that. He reminded her with a smile.

Houtu came back to her senses, gave a slightly awkward laugh, and continued, "The remaining magic treasures are of slightly lower grade, two hundred items in total.

There is also one high-grade innate spiritual root, and sixteen items of middle and lower grade."

As she spoke, she sorted and organized the magic treasures and handed them to Lu Changqing.

Lu Changqing had no interest in ordinary magic treasures and spiritual roots; even top-grade spiritual roots couldn't catch his eye.

He surmised that the Witch Clan must have top-grade innate spiritual roots but was unwilling to take them out.

"Little Kun, you handle this."

Upon hearing the command, Kunpeng immediately dropped his broom and nimbly began to take inventory.

Houtu then presented a large batch of heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Lu Changqing only took one blood-colored bead.

"This was formed from Pangu's Heart Blood and can temper the physical body," Houtu explained.

East King Duke secretly clicked his tongue, thinking that the Witch Clan indeed had a rich foundation.

"A total of ninety million Merit," Kunpeng quickly finished his inventory.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches listened, their breathing quickening, while Lu Changqing found it lacking, "Only this much?"

Houtu's eyes twitched slightly. This was already most of the Witch Clan's savings!

After receiving the merit golden clouds, the Ancestral Witches left joyfully.

Lu Changqing casually tossed the Pure World White Lotus to Ran Deng, "Find a nice vase and put it in."

Ran Deng's hands trembled as he held the supreme treasure—to treat a top-grade spiritual treasure as mere decoration?

While refining the Pangu Blood Bead, Lu Changqing's body swelled like a demon god, then returned to his elegant young master appearance in an instant.

Inside the Pangu Temple, the Ancestral Witches emerged from their hundred-year seclusion.

"Our Primordial Spirits are formed!" Di Jiang declared with great pride.

Just then, Xing Tian rushed in with news of a Demon Clan sneak attack. The Ancestral Witches were enraged.

"Level their Heavenly Court!" Billions of Witch Clan members roared and marched out.

On the Heavenly Court's side, Di Jun slammed the table, "Prepare for battle!"

The armies of the two races clashed violently, shaking the heavens and earth.

Zhu Rong's strike incinerated Qiongqi's physical body, and Di Jun furiously sacrificed the River Diagram and Luo Script.

Di Jiang charged forward, "Back off! Don't even think about harming my brother!"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi hastily came to aid, and the Ancestral Witches joined the chaotic battle one after another.

The Star River trembled, and the sky was stained with blood. This earth-shattering battle escalated.

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, corpses piled up like mountains, and severed limbs formed seas.

In the Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi cried out to the heavens, "The conflict between the Witches and Demons has ravaged the common folk, and the Primordial World is in turmoil!"

Deep in the Sea of Blood, Old Ancestor Minghe, witnessing this scene, also sighed, "This battle can be called a great calamity for the Primordial World."

On top of Kunlun Mountain, Queen Mother of the West looked on sadly, "If the flames of war do not cease, the Primordial World is in danger."

Just as the great powers were sighing, Di Jiang's voice shook the nine heavens, "The Twelve Ancestral Witches are in position! Activate the Great Heavenly Fiend Array!"

Twelve divine banners fluttered in the wind, and as the great array took shape, the world's colors changed.

"We respectfully invite Father God to manifest!"

In a roar of rage, an ancient giant's phantom appeared in the sky.

Pangu's pressure enveloped the wilderness.

Di Jun roared in response:

"All demons return to your positions, the Array of All Stars shall rise!"

Instantly, the heavens shook and the earth trembled, space shattered.

Endless starlight poured down, carrying the might to **destroy the land.

Two peerless great arrays clashed with a boom.

The Primordial World's land trembled violently.

All beings wailed!

Di Jun stood at the array's core, his eyes blood red:

"Billions of demons, heed my command!"

The Array of All Stars blazed with light.

Three hundred and sixty-five star banners rose like the morning sun, three hundred and fifty demon saints shouted in unison.

Ten thousand secondary banners circled like stars, and billions of demon soldiers beat their drums to aid the formation.

Starlight filled the sky, brilliant and dazzling.

The Primordial World lost its color, all beings were dazzled.

Only the eternal river of stars could be seen between heaven and earth.

The vast pressure of the stars descended abruptly.

The great powers watching from afar were shaken to their core.

They discovered in terror—

That even a trace of starlight, Was enough to scatter their souls to the winds!

The Array of All Stars now revealed its divine might.

Billions of stars bloomed with light, And within the brilliant starlight, Fierce and malevolent energy churned like waves.

The stronger the starlight, The more ferocious the Great Heavenly Fiend Array became.

Pangu's phantom raised its head to the sky, As if returning to the beginning of chaos.

He was seen slowly raising his giant axe, Di Jiang roared: "Attack with full force! Leave no room for retreat!"

The power of world creation suddenly condensed!

Supreme treasures appeared in the sky, And innate spiritual powers erupted.

The World-Opening Divine Axe flashed with cold light, The remaining Ancestral Witches simultaneously activated their spiritual powers.

The Dao law contained the power of world creation, The supreme treasures released the might of world destruction.

Pangu's phantom suddenly solidified, As if the Father God himself had descended upon the Primordial World.

Instantly, heaven and earth were plunged into darkness, Ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers cracked, The four seas' raging waves surged to the sky.

The Array of All Stars shook violently, Pangu's face was solemn, The divine axe, entwined with Dao rhythm, cleaved down with a roar.

"Open—!"

Amidst roars that shook the Primordial World, Where the axe light passed, stars were pulverized.

Billions of Demon Clan members turned to dust.

Chaos reappeared, and rifts tore through the starry river.

The Array of All Stars shattered in response.

The brilliant starlight abruptly vanished, and the Primordial World's sky lost its color.

"How could this be!"

Di Jun spat blood and cried out in shock.

Sensing the Primordial Spirit fluctuations of the Ancestral Witches, he suddenly realized—

these Witch Clan members had defied heaven and cultivated Primordial Spirits!

Lost in thought, the Great Heavenly Fiend Array continued its rampage.

The World-Opening Divine Axe swept across the Heavenly Court, its world-opening power overwhelming all in its path.

Tens of millions of Demon Clan members turned to powder.

The thirty-three layers of heaven collapsed one after another, the sky falling and the earth cracking like the end of days.

Deep within the Sea of Blood, Old Ancestor Minghe whispered in horror:

"Primordial Spirits? The Witch Clan can cultivate Primordial Spirits?"

He suddenly looked towards Wuji Heaven:

"Could it be... the Longevity Immortal Venerable's doing?"

At this moment, within Wuji Heaven, Lu Changqing sensed the world's changes and deduced heavenly secrets.

Why did the Witch and Demon clans fight to the death prematurely?

He frowned slightly; according to the Heavenly Dao's trajectory, this battle should have begun a million years later.

Beside him, Kunpeng felt the aftermath of world destruction and secretly rejoiced.

If he hadn't chosen a wise master to follow, he would have perished in this great calamity.

Thinking this, Kunpeng looked at Lu Changqing with gratitude:

"Great Master, the Witch-Demon war has raged for a hundred years, and all beings are in fear.

Has no one come to exchange Merit anymore?"

Lu Changqing frowned slightly upon hearing this:

"How can this be! If they continue to slaughter each other like this, when will I ever spend these hundreds of trillions of Merit?"

Hearing Lu Changqing's muttering, Kunpeng was speechless.

The Primordial World was engulfed in war, yet the Great Master was still thinking about squandering Merit? Truly the greatest spendthrift in the Primordial World!

Lu Changqing, unaware of Kunpeng's thoughts, mused, "Kunpeng, come with me!"

Before he finished speaking, the world suddenly shook.

Above the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court, the Array of All Stars that enveloped the thirty-three heavens was already on the verge of collapse.

With a earth-shattering roar, under the terrified gaze of countless Demon Clan members, stars fell, the sun and moon lost their light, and the array shattered with a bang.

Countless stars dimmed and plummeted, scattering across the land like fallen leaves.

Di Jun let out a mournful roar, spewing a large mouthful of blood, his face ashen.

The Demon Clan's final barrier was thus broken!

"Hahahaha!"

Di Jiang laughed heartily, raising his arm and shouting, "Witch Clan warriors, follow me and break through the Heavenly Court!"

"Break through the Heavenly Court!"

Billions of Witch Clan warriors beat their war drums, marching with resolute steps straight into the clouds, causing the majestic Heavenly Court to tremble.

Facing the surging Witch Clan army, billions of Demon Clan members retreated in despair.

At this moment, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his hair standing on end in rage, roared to the sky, "You shall not succeed!"

Amidst the sound of war drums, the ferocity in the eyes of the Twelve Ancestral Witches intensified.

Clang—

A resonant bell chime echoed through the universe. The Primordial Supreme Treasure, the Chaos Bell, was unleashed by Eastern Emperor Taiyi, its terrifying might shaking the ancient and modern eras.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi roared, "Even if heaven and earth collapse and all realms are destroyed! If we must fight today, then we will fight to the death!"

He fully activated his magical power, and the Chaos Bell grew in the wind, like heaven and earth inverted.

The bell's chime echoed endlessly, causing the sky to tilt and the earth to collapse!

Just as the Demon Clan prepared to fight to the death, the space and time of heaven and earth suddenly froze.

Purple qi stretched for ten thousand miles in the east, auspicious clouds paved a long bridge, golden lotuses surged, and Dao rhymes flowed.

A Daoist in a green robe appeared leisurely on the long river of time and space. Instantly, Saintly might surged, and auspicious light illuminated all heavens—the teacher of all Saints, the Profound Gate Dao Ancestor Hongjun, had descended upon the Primordial World!

All beings in the Primordial World were shocked.

As time and space stagnated, all the Saints in the Primordial World were alarmed.

In Kunlun Mountain, Primordial Heavenly Venerate suddenly opened his eyes. The scene of stars falling was reflected in his eyes, and he exclaimed in disbelief, "Master has descended again?"

Since Hongjun merged with the Dao, the Dao Ancestor had rarely manifested.

The last time he appeared was during the initial battle between the Witches and Demons.

Could it be that Master intends to stop the war between the Witches and Demons?

At the same time, the Grand Pure One Laozi in Shouyang Mountain also sensed something.