The Wu Clan Stands

The hundred-year term arrived in the blink of an eye.

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, across the vast plain, dense masses of figures gathered.

Hundreds of millions of Wu Clan warriors stood in enormous formations according to their respective tribes.

Their bodies were towering, their muscles knotted, Law runes naturally engraved upon their skin. Heavenly Sha coiled around them, yet they were restrained by an invisible discipline.

The eyes of every Wu Clan member burned with fervent light as they gazed toward Buzhou Mountain's summit, toward the Pangu Hall that had stood since time immemorial.

There was no clamor, no restlessness.

Only a mountain-like, solemn presence, and reverence born from the Depths of Bloodline.

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

Deep drumbeats, like the pounding of a heart, sounded from the direction of Pangu Hall and spread throughout the entire Primordial World.

Twelve figures radiating terrifying Law fluctuations emerged from Pangu Hall and hovered in midair.

Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin, Houtu, Zhu Rong, Gonggong...

The Twelve Ancestral Wu!

The hundreds of millions of Wu Clan warriors below dropped to one knee in unison, pounding their right fists against their chests as they let out an earth-shaking roar: "We welcome the Ancestral Wu!"

The surging sound crashed into the clouds, even shaking the innate baleful aura of Buzhou Mountain.

The Twelve Ancestral Wu wore solemn expressions as they stood in twelve directions.

Then, a figure slowly emerged from within Pangu Hall.

He was not as towering as the Ancestral Wu, and his aura was restrained and tranquil. Yet the moment he appeared, all the Ancestral Wu bowed slightly, while the Wu Clan warriors below lowered their heads even further.

Wu Ming!

Standing before the Twelve Ancestral Wu, Wu Ming calmly swept his gaze over the boundless sea of clansmen below before lifting his head toward the vast heavens.

He drew a deep breath, and his voice rang clearly through the four corners of the Primordial World.

"Great Dao above!"

"Pangu Father God above!"

"Heavenly Dao above!"

With these three cries, strange ripples spread across the entire Primordial World.

In the unseen, it seemed as though a supreme will had turned its gaze upon them.

Wu Ming's voice continued, carrying unquestionable resolve:

"Today, I, Wu Ming of the Wu Clan, together with the Twelve Ancestral Wu, lead the hundreds of millions of Wu Clan warriors and swear this oath in the name of Pangu Descendants!"

"My Wu Clan was born in the Primordial World and raised in the Primordial World, formed from the Essence Blood of Pangu Father God!"

"As slaughter throughout the Primordial World grows ever more rampant, baleful aura breeds, the order of heaven and earth grows unstable, and living beings suffer calamity, this betrays Father God's original intent in Heaven-Cleaving Earth-Splitting and creating the Primordial World."

"My Wu Clan is willing to bear the Heavenly Sha with the body of Pangu, refine it within ourselves, and return peace and clarity to the Primordial World!"

"My Wu Clan is willing to use the Laws we command to sort out the earth veins of the Primordial World, harmonize the Five Elements, stabilize heaven and earth, and aid all things in growing in proper order!"

"My Wu Clan is willing to protect the world opened by Pangu Father God!"

"Let the Great Dao bear witness to this oath, let Father God bear witness, let the Heavenly Dao bear witness!"

"Wu Clan—rise!"

The final two words exploded like thunder, containing the collective will and determination of the Wu Clan!

"Rumble!!!"

The instant the oath fell, the entire Primordial World shook violently!

From Nine Heavens Above came the thunderous voice of the Great Dao, profound and unfathomable, as though it were granting recognition.

At Buzhou Mountain's summit, a vague yet majestic phantom flashed past. It was the manifestation of Pangu Father God's lingering will, carrying satisfaction and expectation.

In the depths of the firmament, the Heavenly Dao turned. Boundless Profound Yellow Merit Qi gathered, transforming into an incomparably thick pillar of golden light that descended from the heavens!

Merit Golden Light!

As the golden light descended, most of it poured into Wu Ming and the Twelve Ancestral Wu. The Twelve Ancestral Wu in particular bathed in the Merit Golden Light, Laws surging around them. Their understanding and control of Law rose another step, bringing them one step closer to the Quasi-Saint realm.

The remaining merit was distributed evenly among every Wu Clan warrior below who had taken part in the oath.

Every member of the Wu Clan felt their Fortune surge, their connection to this world grow tighter, and the previously obstructed points in their cultivation suddenly become clear.

From this day onward, the Wu Clan were no longer merely Pangu Descendants. They were now a great race formally acknowledged by the Primordial World, bearing the duty of sorting out baleful aura, stabilizing the earth veins, and protecting the Primordial World!

Purple Cloud Palace.

Hongjun, seated upon the high platform, abruptly opened his eyes.

A clear flicker of astonishment passed through those ancient-well-still eyes.

He pinched his fingers and calculated. The Heavenly Secrets were a chaos, yet he could sense a vast force of merit descending upon the Wu Clan.

"The Wu Clan Establishment? And they made such a grand vow?"

"Clearing Sha, sorting the earth veins, guarding the Primordial Evolution..."

Hongjun's brows furrowed slightly.

This seemed to have diverged from the script of the Wu-Demon Conflict in the workings of the Heavenly Dao, where Calamity Sha drove the Primordial Evolution forward.

"That variable again... Wu Ming?"

He deduced once more, yet still could not see through Wu Ming's roots or origins.

"Never mind. So long as it does not affect the greater course, a few variables are of no consequence."

Hongjun closed his eyes, and Purple Cloud Palace returned to silence. Yet the turning Heavenly Dao seemed to have gained a sliver of uncertainty.

Across the Primordial Evolution.

Countless Great Powers were startled by the heaven-shaking phenomenon at Buzhou Mountain and that immense Merit Golden Light.

Kunlun Mountain, Three Pure Ones Hall.

Primordial Lord looked toward Buzhou Mountain. "What is the Wu Clan trying to do? To actually draw down such merit?"

Laozi said calmly, "They merely inherited Pangu's legacy, answered the needs of Heaven and Earth, and acted with the tide."

Tongtian, meanwhile, brimmed with battle intent. "The Wu Clan... interesting."

Phoenix Nest Mountain.

Nuwa's delicate brows drew together as she looked at Fuxi beside her. "Elder Brother, the Wu Clan's actions..."

The Eight Trigrams turned in Fuxi's hand. After a moment, he shook his head. "The Heavenly Secrets are veiled by merit. I cannot see clearly."

Western Mount Sumeru.

Jieyin wore a bitter expression. "Junior Brother, the Wu Clan's Fortune has soared. When will our West ever flourish?"

A sharp gleam flickered in Zhunti's eyes. "Senior Brother, do not worry. Though the Wu Clan has gained merit through this act, they have also taken upon themselves great karma. How can the Sha of the Primordial Evolution be so easily cleared? Calamity will surely come in the future! We need only wait quietly for the right moment."

Within the Sea of Blood, Ancestor Minghe felt that vast force of merit, greed and wariness appearing in his eyes.

Wuzhuang Temple. Zhen Yuanzi gently stroked the Earth Book and looked toward Buzhou Mountain. "The Wu Clan's actions can be considered in accordance with Heaven's will, but... the Primordial Evolution is likely to grow even more chaotic."

Hong Yun beside him looked deeply worried. "Such a great commotion will likely draw no small number of prying eyes."

Sun Star.

Di Jun and Taiyi stood side by side, gazing at the Merit Golden Cloud above Buzhou Mountain that had yet to fully disperse, their expressions dark.

Taiyi clenched his fists, the Chaos Bell humming at his side. "Big Brother! The Wu Clan took the lead in establishing their clan and gained such merit and Fortune. We can wait no longer!"

Ambition and severity flickered in Di Jun's eyes. "Correct! The Wu Clan established themselves in the name of guarding the Primordial Evolution. Then our Demon Race shall establish itself in the name of ruling all living beings and creating order in Heaven and Earth!"

He looked at Taiyi. "Keep the discovery of the Heavenly Court secret for now."

"Our most urgent task is to go to Phoenix Nest Mountain at once and persuade Nuwa and Fuxi to join us!"

"Promise them the positions of Empress Wa and Emperor Xi. Gather the Demon Race's peak strength and Fortune, then proceed with establishing our clan. We must surely eclipse the Wu Clan's splendor!"

Taiyi nodded, battle intent surging. "Good! I'll make preparations at once. Nuwa and Fuxi must understand that joining our Demon Race is the wise choice!"

Below Buzhou Mountain, after being bathed in merit, the Wu Clan warriors slowly rose to their feet, their bearing even more solemn and powerful.

Wu Ming watched it all and nodded.

Wu Ming turned to face the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the billions of Wu Clan members.

"Pass down the order."

"From this day forth, the sons of the Wu Clan shall leave Buzhou, refine Sha, and set the earth veins in order!"