Sanqing and the Twelve Ancestral Witches Meet for the First Time

Houtu, who had yet to be born, spoke first.

Her analysis was clear and well-founded, thoroughly convincing the other Ancestral Witches as well.

"Little Sister is right. Although we Ancestral Witches have already been born, we have not yet walked the Great Desolation.

How could ordinary beings know our names?

Fifth Brother, you should rein in that fiery temper of yours.

Let us first see what the Sanqing are about before making a decision."

As the eldest of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Dijiang spoke in agreement with Sister Houtu's analysis.

"Big Brother, I want to restrain my temper too, but I simply can't control it."

Zhu Rong felt deeply wronged.

That fiery temper was beyond his control as well.

He was already trying his utmost to hold it back.

But without a Primordial Spirit to govern the Fire Law, when the Fire Law combined with Innate Fiendish Energy, it became a powder keg that would ignite at the slightest spark.

Zhu Rong wondered why Pangu Father God had specifically made him master the Fire Law.

Among the Three Thousand Great Daos and three thousand laws, any other law would have done.

Why did it have to be the Fire Law, which became so prone to exploding once combined with Innate Fiendish Energy?

Led by Dijiang, the Eleven Ancestral Witches stepped out of Pangu Hall for the first time after being born.

"Taiqing Taishang, Yuqing Yuanshi, and Shangqing Lingbao pay our respects. Greetings, Ancestral Witch siblings."

Seeing the Eleven Ancestral Witches emerge from Pangu Hall, the Sanqing immediately nodded in salute.

"Greetings, Sanqing Daoist Friends. Is what you said true?

Are the Sanqing truly descendants of Father God?"

As the eldest of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Dijiang naturally stepped forward to ask.

"Indeed. We Sanqing were transformed from Pangu Father God's Primordial Spirit, while the Twelve Ancestral Witches were transformed from Pangu Father God's Essence Blood. We should be siblings.

We Sanqing and the Twelve Ancestral Witches should stand as one."

At once, the Sanqing manifested the Heaven-Opening Marks between their brows, while releasing the Primordial Spirit aura unique to Pangu's descendants.

Other things could be forged, but the Heaven-Opening Mark could never be faked.

Even the Heavenly Dao, which controlled the entire Great Desolation, could not fabricate a Heaven-Opening Mark.

After the Sanqing revealed their Heaven-Opening Marks, the Eleven Ancestral Witches' brows likewise lit up with Heaven-Opening Marks.

However, the Heaven-Opening Marks between the Eleven Ancestral Witches' brows were far less brilliant than those of the Sanqing, appearing considerably dimmer.

"They truly are descendants of Father God!"

All Eleven Ancestral Witches were shocked.

Yet although they had confirmed that the Sanqing were also descendants of Pangu Father God, they showed no intention of inviting the Sanqing into Pangu Hall.

Who knew what the Sanqing were plotting? The Twelve Ancestral Witches had been transformed from Pangu Father God's Essence Blood, so they were naturally true blood siblings.

The Sanqing, however, had been transformed from Pangu Father God's Primordial Spirit, making their relationship far less intimate.

It was already good enough that they did not attack the Sanqing.

"What, are the Ancestral Witch brothers not inviting us Sanqing into Pangu Hall for a discussion?

This Poor Daoist has matters concerning the fate of us descendants of Pangu Father God to discuss with the Twelve Ancestral Witch siblings.

This matter also concerns the Great Desolation World opened by Father God.

Now that the Heavenly Dao controls the entire Great Desolation, do the Twelve Ancestral Witch siblings intend to discuss such matters here?"

Seeing that the Eleven Ancestral Witches remained unmoved, merely no longer holding such great hostility toward his Three Brothers, Taiqing spoke first.

He understood the Twelve Ancestral Witches' reaction. After all, the Sanqing had been transformed from Pangu's Primordial Spirit, while the Twelve Ancestral Witches had been transformed from his Essence Blood.

Now that they were independent beings, there would naturally be a rift between them.

Since he was the first among the Sanqing and Twelve Ancestral Witches to be born, and the only one who knew the future fate of both the Sanqing and the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he, Taiqing, had the responsibility to shoulder the burden of the Sanqing and Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Naturally, it was also for his own sake.

To break the deadlock, he naturally had to take the lead.

Moreover, if he wished to shatter the fate designed by the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun, he had to become the leader of the Sanqing and Twelve Ancestral Witches.

The Sanqing and Twelve Ancestral Witches had to take him as their core.

By speaking first, he would gradually seize the right to speak and the leading position in the hearts of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Under such subtle influence, the Twelve Ancestral Witches would also come to take him as their leader.

Of course, this alone was far from enough.

After all, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were one entity. How could the Sanqing possibly seize the leading position so easily?

Taiqing guessed that there would surely be much friction with the Twelve Ancestral Witches afterward. He might even have to display some strength to subdue them.

Only then could he ultimately obtain the leading position among the Sanqing and Twelve Ancestral Witches as Siblings.

Merely sharing the identity of Pangu's descendants, along with the guidance of the Will of Pangu, was not enough.

While the Twelve Ancestral Witches revered Pangu Father God above all else, they also honored strength above all.

Without showing some strength, even with the instructions of Pangu Father God's will, the Twelve Ancestral Witches would likely only acknowledge the unity of the Sanqing and Twelve Ancestral Witches.

But they would not make Taiqing their leader.

The Eleven Ancestral Witches looked at one another, all hesitating over whether to invite the Sanqing into Pangu Hall.

Pangu Hall was crucial to their Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Moreover, their shared little sister—Little Sister Houtu—was still being nurtured within Pangu Hall.

If the Sanqing entered Pangu Hall and harbored ill intentions toward Little Sister Houtu, they would be witches guilty of a grave sin.

"The worries of the Ancestral Witch Siblings are unnecessary. We, the Sanqing and Twelve Ancestral Witches, should be one entity.

Naturally, we Sanqing would never act recklessly. We Sanqing can swear a Great Dao Vow.

Our entry into Pangu Hall is solely to discuss the fate of us descendants of Pangu.

Should we act recklessly, we Sanqing shall be forsaken by the Great Dao."

Taiqing seemed to see through the hearts of the Eleven Ancestral Witches present.

In order to dispel their concerns, he directly swore a Great Dao Vow on the spot.

Yuqing Yuanshi and Shangqing Lingbao likewise followed Taiqing in swearing a Great Dao Vow.

The two brothers had no objections to this, nor were they upset that the Ancestral Witches did not trust them.

After all, putting themselves in their place, if the Twelve Ancestral Witches had gone to the place where they were born—

—and one of their own brothers had yet to be nurtured into existence—

—they too would not easily allow the Twelve Ancestral Witches into the place where the Sanqing were nurtured.

"Furthermore, when Poor Daoist once traveled through the Primordial Wilderness and reached the summit of Buzhou Mountain, I also received guidance from Father God's will."

After swearing the vow, Taiqing played his final trump card.

Sure enough, once Taiqing spoke those words, the Eleven Ancestral Witches present, led by Dijiang, all nodded to one another.

"Sanqing brothers, you are too serious. Please, enter Pangu Hall for a discussion."

Led by Dijiang, the Eleven Ancestral Witches made inviting gestures. At last, they invited the Sanqing into Pangu Hall.

Under Dijiang's lead, as they approached Pangu Hall, the figures of the Sanqing vanished. Soon afterward, the other ten Ancestral Witches also disappeared from before Pangu Hall.

The moment they entered Pangu Hall, the Sanqing felt an overwhelming force of powerful blood and vitality rushing toward them.

At the same time, they felt their heartbeats seemingly pulsing in rhythm with some existence deep within Pangu Hall.

Their heartbeats resonated directly at the same frequency.

Taiqing had a guess in his heart.

Pangu Hall had been formed from the heart of Pangu Father God.

Deep within Pangu Hall, there was still an enormous heart beating slowly.

Their heartbeats had most likely been drawn by that heart, causing them to resonate at the same frequency.

The Sanqing all curiously surveyed the interior of Pangu Hall.

Yet the Eleven Ancestral Witches cautiously guarded against the Sanqing, lest they make any unusual move.

Especially in the direction where Little Sister Houtu was being nurtured, six Ancestral Witches were directly stationed there in vigilant defense.