Dijiang sneered coldly. "Since you put it that way, we'll let this matter go for now. You Three Pure Ones call yourselves Pangu's orthodox lineage—where does that leave our Wu Clan?"
Yuanshi's face darkened. "We Three Pure Ones were formed from Father God's primordial spirit. Naturally, we are Pangu's orthodox lineage. This is acknowledged throughout the Primordial Wilderness."
Zhu Jiuyin chuckled. "Since you, Yuanshi, are willing to reason things out, that proves we don't have to fight, right? How about this: as long as you Three Pure Ones acknowledge that our Wu Clan is Pangu's orthodox lineage, we'll return to Mount Buzhou and never trouble you again. What do you say?"
How could a primordial spirit's proud nature endure that? Yuanshi immediately brought out the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi and struck at Dijiang's head. "A bunch of savages like you—twelve Ancestral Witches together cannot even produce one primordial spirit, yet you want to call yourselves Pangu's orthodox lineage? Take a blow from my Three Treasures Jade Ruyi! Let me knock some sense into you!"
...And just like that, the Three Pure Ones and the Twelve Ancestral Witches began fighting in earnest. How great was the commotion? Well, just as Yun Ting and the others reached Mount Buzhou, Laozi's Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Pagoda flew back to Mount Kunlun to protect its master on its own.
Before long, within the barrier of the Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Pagoda, Tong Tian said, "Big Brother, we're safe for now, but... Yun Ting won't run into danger outside, will he?"
Laozi stroked his beard. "He, Di Jun, and Taiyi are now the three clan chiefs of the Demon Clan. What could happen to him? With Taiyi's Chaos Bell, its defensive power is no less than this Pagoda's. There definitely won't be a problem. Right, send him a message. Tell Yun Ting to bring the Demon Clan experts over to help. The three of us really don't seem able to defeat these twelve savages."
With that, Laozi took three bottles of Nine-Revolutions Golden Elixir from his pocket. "Come, maintain the barrier with your magic power. Once you feel your spiritual power has dropped by twenty percent, eat one immediately to restore your magic power."
Seeing this, Dijiang said, "Taiqing, the materials for refining Nine-Revolutions Golden Elixirs aren't cheap, are they? As long as you acknowledge our Wu Clan as Pangu's orthodox lineage, our Wu Clan promises never to make things difficult for you Three Pure Ones again. How about it?"
Laozi chuckled. "Acknowledge you as Pangu's orthodox lineage? Dream on... I've refined pills for many years. I can afford to eat a few Nine-Revolutions Golden Elixirs."
Dijiang snorted coldly. "Brothers, put some more force into it! Hit them hard! I refuse to believe that the twelve of us Ancestral Witches working together can't beat them!"
After a while, Tong Tian, who had been meditating with his eyes closed to contact Yun Ting, opened them. "Big Brother, Yun Ting feared that the Wu Clan would refuse to retreat, so he directly led a group of Demon Clan Quasi-Saints, together with Di Jun and Taiyi, to attack the Wu Clan's stronghold on Mount Buzhou."
Yuanshi burst into laughter. "Good! Ting'er is a good child. Well done! Since the Wu Clan dared attack our doorstep, this is exactly how they should be dealt with."
Zhu Jiuyin's expression changed at those words. "Big Brother, this is bad. All of us Ancestral Witches are here. The Great Wus alone are no match for Di Jun and the others..."
Zhu Rong said, "Ninth Brother, since they have already attacked the Wu Clan's stronghold, it's too late even if we rush back now. We might as well... settle the title of Pangu's orthodox lineage today first."
Qiangliang nodded, sending wave after wave of divine lightning crashing into the Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Pagoda... The battle grew fiercer and fiercer. Seeing this, Hongjun merely sighed and vanished from Purple Firmament Palace, appearing before Mount Kunlun. "The immortal realm of Mount Kunlun should not be like this..."
Laozi said, "Teacher, this is not our fault. The Wu Clan attacked us first..."
Hongjun coughed. "Ahem, ahem. You are all Descendants of Pangu and should not act this way. Stop fighting. Give me some face."
Dijiang sneered. "So what if you, Hongjun, are a Saint? You expect all of us to give you face? Hmph. What if this Ancestral Witch refuses to give you any?"
Hongjun's expression turned cold. With a point of his finger, an Immortal Dao Law transformed into a long ribbon and bound Dijiang. "I told you to stop fighting to give you face. Think carefully—can you truly defeat the Three Pure Ones with your strength? Is the Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Pagoda's defense something you can break?"
Dijiang chuckled. "Fight a little longer, and naturally we can break it."
Hongjun nodded and pointed again. A Water Mirror appeared. Within the mirror, Yun Ting had already led a group of Demon Clan experts to form an array above Mount Buzhou, and countless powers of law had begun attacking the Wu Clan's stronghold.
Hongjun chuckled. "Dijiang, without the Ancestral Witches, who in the Wu Clan can stop Di Jun and Taiyi from attacking? What you see in this Water Mirror was the scene from a moment ago. By now, I fear the Wu Clan has already lost quite a few experts."
Seeing this, Dijiang hurriedly said, "Go! We're returning to provide support!" With that, he used the power of space to bring the Twelve Ancestral Witches with him, tearing through space as they rushed madly back toward Mount Buzhou. Upon returning, they saw the Wu Clan's stronghold had become a battlefield ruin. Aside from Pangu Hall, which remained unharmed, many other buildings had been shattered. Xing Tian wielded Gan Qi as he continued his unfinished battle with Yun Ting, while the other experts fought their own opponents. As for Taiyi, holding the Chaos Bell, he was utterly unstoppable.
Dijiang shouted, "You damned Di Jun! Establishing the Demon Clan is one thing—we hadn't even come to trouble you yet, and you dared attack our Wu Clan first? Brothers, attack together and teach them a lesson!"
Taiyi laughed loudly. "You think I'm afraid of you? Last time, when I was fighting Zhunti, you came meddling in other people's business. Dijiang, take a strike from my bell!" As he spoke, spiritual power surged over the Chaos Bell. Duang! Duang! Duang! The three bell chimes shook the Primordial Wilderness. Every Wu Clan member present, aside from the Great Wus and Ancestral Witches, was knocked unconscious. The Demon Clan side was fine, though—well, everyone who had come was an expert at the peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm or above.
Well, when Di Jun established the Demon Clan, he had invited the chiefs of every clan to the gathering. After the gathering, just as the Demon Clan was founded, Dijiang brought the Ancestral Witches to trouble the Three Pure Ones. Thus, Taiyi did not need to worry about accidentally harming his own side when he attacked.
Looking at the unconscious lesser Wus scattered across the ground, Dijiang cursed, "You damned Golden Fur Crow! Today, I'll capture you and roast you!"
Taiyi chuckled. "Stop bragging. Capture me and roast me? Even if you really caught me, I'm a dignified Golden Crow. Could you even roast me through?"
At this moment, East King Duke appeared as he watched them on the verge of another great battle... Well, he had cleverly assumed that Hongjun wanted him to step out and mediate only once the Wu and Demon Clans had begun fighting in earnest, so he had waited until the Twelve Ancestral Witches returned before making his appearance.
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