Nether River Visits the Witch Clan, an Evil Cultivator Emerges in the Primordial Wilderness?

"Third Brother, no! Let's see what Nether River's intentions are!" Hou Tu hurriedly stopped her.

After saying this, the Twelve Ancestral Witches appeared together Pangu Hall.

Di Jiang said coldly, "Fellow Nether River Styx, why are you here in my Witch Clan when you should be staying in your Netherworld Blood Sea?"

Nether River bowed respectfully and said, "Di Jiang, may I speak Nether River? Nether River have important matters to discuss with you."

Seeing that Nether River was so humble, Di Jiang nodded.

The Nether River fell before the Ancestral Witch and followed them toward the Pangu Hall.

The closer they got to the Pangu Hall, the greater the pressure Nether River felt. The Twelve Ancestral Witches entered the Pangu Hall, but Nether River did not follow.

Just as they were wondering, they heard the voice of the Nether River: "Di Jiang, my cultivation is still shallow and I cannot enter this Pangu Hall. I hope you can lift the restriction."

Di Jiang pointed towards the Nether River, and the Nether River felt the pressure dissipate and also arrived in the Pangu Hall.

When Nether River entered the Pangu Hall, he felt a great terror was present, and he became even more wary of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"Nether River, my Pangu Hall is a forbidden area of the Witch Clan. I am making an exception to let you in today. If you try to deceive us, I, Zhu Rong, will not let you off the hook."

Nether River smiled awkwardly, "Zhu Rong Daoist Zhurong is joking. I do indeed have something to discuss with you."

To ease the tension, Hou Tu spoke up, "What urgent matter does Fellow Nether River Styx have to tell you?"

"Di Jiang, fellow Ancestral Witch, my Netherworld Blood Sea is adjacent to the Witch Clan, and we should have formed a good relationship. However, due to the Nether River's consistently low strength, we have never had any contact..."

"Nether River, just say what you have to say. My Witch Clan doesn't like beating around the bush, so just say it directly."

Di Jiang glanced at Zhu Rong: "Fellow Nether River, please forgive me. My younger brother has a rather volatile temper. Fellow Nether River Styx, please speak your mind."

Nether River smiled and said, "Zhu Rong Daoist Zhurong's temper is known throughout the Primordial Wilderness, Nether River has also heard of it."

"Fellow Daoists, let Nether River be frank. I have come here to discuss something. I wish to seize the Primordial Purple Qi and contend with the Heavenly Court. However, the Nether River Heavenly Court is very powerful, and I need the help of you Ancestral Witch."

Di Jiang narrowed his eyes. "Fellow Nether River Styx wants my Witch Clan to help you in some way, and why should I help you?"

"Di Jiang, Nether River knows that the Witch Clan and the Heavenly Court have always been enemies. Although Nether River's actions are to help himself, they are also a great help to the Witch Clan ..."

"Nether River, my Witch Clan has no need for your help in dealing with the Heavenly Court. Those two scruffy birds are easily crushed by this Ancestral Witch. Why would I need you?"

"Zhu Rong, Third Brother."

Di Jiang and Hou Tu simultaneously intervened to stop Zhu Rong.

Gonggong tugged at Zhu Rong: "Third brother, if you don't want eldest brother to knock your teeth out, you'd better keep quiet."

Zhu Rong glanced at Di Jiang, who was glaring at her, and immediately shrank back, shutting her mouth and saying nothing more.

Di Jiang looked at the Nether River: "Fellow Nether River, please continue."

"Fellow Daoists, I am now at the Quasi-Sage Great Perfection. If I can win the Primordial Purple Qi, I can become a Saint."

"I promise that if I become a saint, I will owe the Witch Clan a great karmic debt. My Asura Clan will also forge an eternal alliance with the Witch Clan. What do you all think?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Rong instantly became enraged. "Whether you become a saint or not is none of my Witch Clan. Do you think my Witch Clan needs to rely on your Nether River for protection?"

"Bang!"

As soon as Zhu Rong finished speaking, a loud bang was heard, Zhu Rong had been kicked out of the Pangu Hall by Di Jiang.

Di Jiang smiled slightly, "Fellow Daoist, please excuse my poor performance!"

After speaking, Di Jiang frowned and fell into deep thought. After a moment, he spoke and asked, "Then how does my Witch Clan help you, fellow Daoist?"

Upon hearing that Di Jiang had relented, Nether River quickly said, "Nether River has only one small request. Taiyi of the Heavenly Court is indeed powerful, and he also has the Chaos Bell in his hands. Nether River knows he is no match for him, so at that time, we will need the Ancestral Witch to intervene and restrain Taiyi."

"Is that all?" Di Jiang asked.

"That's all. The rest can be left to the Nether River to handle."

"Alright, then I Di Jiang, agree!"

Upon hearing Di Jiang's agreement, Nether River's face lit up with joy. "Since you agree, Fellow Daoist, then Nether River thanks you in advance."

Di Jiang waved his hand, "However, let me make this clear: I will only help you deal with Taiyi. If you can't even handle the others in the Heavenly Court, then my Witch Clan will not interfere."

Nether River patted his chest and assured him, "Of course, fellow Daoist, just help me deal with Taiyi, and I will take care of the rest."

After the two sides reached an agreement, Nether River left the Pangu Hall.

At this moment, Zhu Rong walked in from outside, looking at Di Jiang with dissatisfaction, "Brother, why should we help him?"

Di Jiang said in a deep voice, "Zhu Rong, do not act rashly. This Witch-Demon War is a great calamity for heaven and earth. With the addition of the Nether River, it will be beneficial to our Witch Clan."

Although Zhu Rong still had some questions, she knew that Di Jiang was wholeheartedly devoted to the Witch Clan, so she said no more.

Time flies, and three thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The human race on the East Sea Coast also thrived.

At this time, the Three Ancestors of Humanity were all powerful beings in the early stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal. The first batch of Innate Human Race, the three thousand people with superior aptitude, were also at the Golden Immortal realm, and the more than one hundred thousand people with slightly worse aptitude were at the Heavenly Immortal.

In the Human Ancestral Land, the Three Ancestors looked at the Six-Eared Macaque before him. "Holy Father, our human race has now reached a certain size, and the cultivation techniques passed down by the Holy Father have been widely spread. The human race is no longer weak."

"But even so, if our human race wants to prosper, we still need the guidance of the Holy Father," one of the human ancestors said.

Six-Eared Macaque nodded slightly. "Human cultivation is indeed rapid, but it is too early to talk about self-preservation. There are many powerful people outside, and you are only at the early stage of the Great Luo. How can you talk about self-preservation?"

"In the present Primordial Wilderness, there are countless Quasi-Saints and Great Luo Immortals. Although the human race cultivates quickly, we cannot protect ourselves, let alone prosper. You all need to work hard to strengthen yourselves!" After saying this, he disappeared in a flash.

In these three thousand years, if we were to say who was the busiest, it would undoubtedly be the Mosquito Daoist.

Mosquito Daoist relentlessly devoured rogue cultivators throughout the Primordial Wilderness world, sparing neither quasi-saints nor Daluo Golden Immortal.

Even some quasi-saints and Daluo Golden Immortal in the Heavenly Court were not spared.

Dijun stared at the mummified corpses before him, his face turning ashen.

"Bai Ze, who do you think was responsible for this?"

"Your Heavenly Emperor, Bai Ze has been secretly investigating all these years, but has not made any progress."

"Oh, is that so strange?"

"It was precisely because Bai Ze couldn't find out the truth and found the matter suspicious that he informed the Heavenly Emperor!"

Dijun frowned and looked at Fuxi.

Fuxi also shook his head. "I can't figure it out at all, I have no clue whatsoever!"

"Could it be that an evil cultivator has appeared in the Primordial Wilderness, or perhaps this evil cultivator originated from my Heavenly Court?" Dijun asked Bai Ze.

"In my humble opinion, this was definitely not the work of anyone from my Heavenly Court. The Ten Great Demon Commanders and I have been thoroughly investigating this matter, and we have not found anyone practicing evil arts!"

"According to you, then they must be from the Primordial Wilderness era. But who dares to extend their reach to my Heavenly Court?"