I Came Bearing Father God Pangu's Final Decree

Hong Yun, who had cried out in surprise, stared at the Primordial Measure Heaven Ruler in his hand, its purple haze swirling around it.

His heart was first filled with astonishment, then with wild joy.

"An opportunity—a great opportunity! That's right, Laozi, the leader of the Three Pure Ones, has the Heaven and Earth Mystic Yellow Exquisite Pagoda, a supreme defensive treasure. Since the Wu Clan shares the Pangu Bloodline, how could they not have a corresponding Companion Spirit Treasure?"

As for why Pangu Hall had not given it to the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but had instead waited until a wild Pangu Bloodline like him arrived before it appeared—

Hong Yun quickly understood the reason.

As the First Postnatal Offensive Supreme Treasure, the Primordial Measure Heaven Ruler possessed an instinct to choose its master.

Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches were direct descendants of Pangu, none of them had a Primordial Spirit. Naturally, they could neither refine nor control this supreme treasure.

Even if the treasure had fallen into the hands of the Ancestor Witches, it would likely have remained an unused treasure.

In other words, Hong Yun could also be considered the fated master of this Spirit Treasure!

In later generations, Hong Yun had never heard any legends about the Primordial Measure Heaven Ruler. It was probably collected by "Empress Pingxin" after transforming into Reincarnation.

As the master of the Six Paths of Reincarnation and the representative of the Earthly Dao, with a status equal to that of Dao Ancestor Hongjun, she basically had no chance to fight anyone.

Perhaps that was why the Primordial Measure Heaven Ruler existed only in legends.

"It's certainly worked out in my favor! However, I can't accept it directly."

Hong Yun turned to the Twelve Ancestral Witches and extended the Primordial Measure Heaven Ruler toward them. "This item is called the Primordial Measure Heaven Ruler. It is a Companion Spirit Treasure left by Father God Pangu for his descendants."

"Our Wu Clan has a Companion Spirit Treasure too?"

The Ancestor Witches were all confused. They were mainly accustomed to speaking with their fists and had no concept of Spirit Treasures at all.

However, after they took the ruler from Hong Yun and received the information contained within the Spirit Treasure, they immediately understood what Hong Yun had said. It truly was the Wu Clan's Companion Spirit Treasure.

After passing it around among themselves, they handed it back to Hong Yun.

"Brother Hong Yun, this item is useless to us. Since Father God bestowed it upon you, you should keep it."

"How can that be? Since Father God left it behind, it wouldn't be right for me to take it alone." Hong Yun pretended to refuse.

"Why not? Brother Hong Yun, just keep it. I, Zhurong, like using my fists when beating people. This thing doesn't feel right in my hand!"

"..."

The Twelve Ancestral Witches all stated that they had no need for it.

It wasn't that they did not understand the value of the Primordial Measure Heaven Ruler, a merit supreme treasure. Primordial Creatures generally possessed inherited memories, let alone Pangu Bloodline holders like the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"This was bestowed upon the Wu Clan by Father God. It wouldn't be appropriate for me to take it!"

"Why wouldn't it be appropriate? Could it be, Brother Hong Yun, that you don't acknowledge your identity as a member of the Wu Clan?"

The Ancestor Witches spoke sincerely, each of them urging Hong Yun to accept it.

This left Hong Yun feeling somewhat ashamed. The Ancestor Witches might be reckless and not particularly clever, but they truly had nothing to say when it came to their own people. If they had a Spirit Treasure, they would really give it away!

Compared with the Three Pure Ones, who were also Pangu Descendants, it was truly a case of comparing goods until one threw them away.

At this thought, Hong Yun felt a stronger sense of belonging toward the Wu Clan and secretly decided to change the future fate of the Wu Clan.

"Fine, I'll accept it!"

After storing the Primordial Measure Heaven Ruler in his Sea of Consciousness, Hong Yun said solemnly, "Brothers and sisters, I actually came here for another mission besides paying respects to Father God. I came bearing Father God Pangu's final decree to save the Wu Clan from destruction."

"Father God's final decree? Save the Wu Clan from destruction?"

The Ancestor Witches exchanged glances, and every one of them revealed a trace of suspicion.

Zhurong said unhappily, "Brother Hong Yun, don't make a mountain out of a molehill. Our Wu Clan is on Buzhou Mountain, protected by the restrictions Father God Pangu left behind. Besides, the Twelve Ancestral Witches aren't weak. Who could possibly harm the Wu Clan?"

"Don't joke around. Father God Pangu transformed into all things so many years ago. How could he have left a final decree for you?" Dijiang asked solemnly, his brows slightly furrowed and his eyes carrying a hint of warning.

As Ancestor Witches, they did not respect Heaven and Earth or worship Hongjun. They revered only Pangu.

This showed how lofty Pangu's position was in the hearts of the Ancestor Witches.

Since this concerned Father God, even though Hong Yun shared the Wu Bloodline, they could not tolerate him using Pangu's name to spout nonsense.

Fortunately, Hong Yun had been prepared. He shook his head and continued, "This matter is of great importance. How would I dare deceive everyone? The Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin tribes' Tribulation of Calamity has just ended, but the next round of calamity will fall upon the Wu Clan."

"Hiss..."

As soon as Hong Yun finished speaking, the Ancestor Witches could not help drawing in a cold breath.

The so-called Tribulation of Calamity was also recorded in their innate inheritance. It was an innate calamity born from the Primordial Wilderness to prevent living beings from excessively consuming the spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth.

Since Pangu's Creation of Heaven and Earth, several rounds of calamity had already passed.

Almost every round had left the Primordial Creatures suffering terribly, with rivers of blood flowing. Countless cultivators had been reduced to ashes, becoming nourishment for Heaven and Earth once more.

"Impossible. The Wu Clan bears Father God Pangu's World-Opening Merit. Even the Heavenly Dao wouldn't dare attack the Wu Clan without reason. Although the Tribulation of Calamity is dangerous, it won't fall upon the Wu Clan." Zhu Jiu Yin could not help arguing back.

"But what if the Wu Clan leaves Buzhou Mountain in the future and competes for supremacy across the Primordial Wilderness like the Innate Three Tribes? What if the World-Opening Merit is completely exhausted? Have you not seen how the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin tribes were also born bearing merit, yet all of them have now ended up entangled in Karmic Debt?"

"Or are you saying that all of you can endure it, allowing the Wu Clan's descendants to remain trapped in this Pangu Secret Realm and stay on Buzhou Mountain?"

Hong Yun sighed, and his words plunged the Ancestor Witches into silence.

That was true. The Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin tribes had also been transformed from parts of Pangu's body and possessed some of Pangu's World-Opening Merit. Though it was not as immense as the Wu Clan's, it was still not to be underestimated.

But what was the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin tribes' fate now?

Although the Ancestor Witches had remained on Buzhou Mountain after taking human form, they had learned from the snippets spoken by passing living beings over the years just how tragic the fate of the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin tribes had been.

If the Wu Clan were also dragged into the Tribulation of Calamity, would their fate be any better?

"I'm not speaking recklessly. If you don't believe me, Brother Zhu Jiu Yin can use the Law of Time to make a rough deduction. Just use the words 'Witch-Demon War' as the basis."

"Witch-Demon War!"

For some reason, when Hong Yun spoke those four words, the Twelve Ancestral Witches felt a pang of unease rise from their hearts, as though those words possessed some kind of magic.

Wu referred to the Wu Clan, but which clan did Yao represent?

They had never heard of the Demon Clan all these years.

Zhu Jiu Yin took a deep look at Hong Yun and sighed. "Brother Hong Yun, you have quite the eye. You actually saw that I mainly cultivate the Law of Time."

Before Hong Yun could speak, Xuan Ming glared at him, then said to Zhu Jiu Yin, "No! Second Brother, you suffer backlash every time you use the Law of Time to make deductions. I don't agree!"

"That's right, Second Brother. The last time you deduced the Three Clans Tribulation, you lay in bed for more than five hundred years. You should let it go!"

Ancestor Witch Houtu also spoke up to stop him. After hearing their words, the other Ancestor Witches hesitated as well.

Hearing this, Hong Yun immediately felt awkward.

Although he had plucked some fragments of insight into the Law of Time from Hongjun, there had not been many.

After refining them, he could only be said to have dabbled slightly in the Dao of Time. He had never used it to make deductions and did not know whether it would cause backlash.

"I'm sorry, Brother Zhu Jiu Yin. I didn't know that using the Law of Time to make deductions would have such consequences. Hong Yun acted rashly. Just pretend I never said it."

Zhu Jiu Yin waved his hand. "It's nothing. Brother Hong Yun was also thinking of the Wu Clan. How could a little backlash compare with the importance of our Wu Clan's future?"

"Brothers and sisters, I have made up my mind. Please protect me. If I become lost in the River of Destiny, wake me immediately."

After Zhu Jiu Yin finished speaking, the Ancestor Witches found it difficult to dissuade him. After all, if it had been any of them, they would probably have made the same choice as Zhu Jiu Yin.

The only thing they were worried about was the severity of the backlash Zhu Jiu Yin would suffer from this deduction.

Zhu Jiu Yin sat down cross-legged.

He silently repeated the four words "Witch-Demon War" in his heart. His Eyes, however, showed two colors, one black and one white, as if symbolizing day and night.

Nothing around him changed, unlike the grand spectacle created when Dijiang used the Law of Space.

Space was king, and time was supreme!

In terms of mystery and unpredictability, the Law of Time was even above the Law of Space.

As Zhu Jiu Yin slowly closed his black-and-white Eyes, the phantom of a surging river suddenly appeared above his head.

"River of Destiny, manifest!"