Witch-Demon Struggle? No, We're Going to Be the Primordial Police

This long river had no known source, and it was impossible to tell where it flowed.

Every splash of water contained countless scenes from the past, present, and even future.

When Dijiang, Hong Yun, and the others tried to see the scenes emerging within the splashes with their naked eyes, they found everything before them blurred.

Unless one cultivated the Law of Time to an advanced level, no one could glimpse even a corner of Fate.

"The River of Destiny truly deserves its reputation as one of the most mysterious existences in the Primordial Wilderness!"

Hong Yun rubbed his sore eyes and sighed deeply. He also tried circulating his Primordial Spirit and sending the divine sense from his Sea of Consciousness into this phantom image of the River of Destiny.

The result was the same. He still could not make out the slightest clue. His divine sense had vanished without a trace after entering, like a mud cow sinking into the sea.

In theory, cultivators who had attained the Grand Unity Golden Immortal fruit position could all leap out of the River of Destiny and share the lifespan of Heaven and Earth. They should not have been unfamiliar with the River of Destiny.

In reality, however, even Grand Unity Golden Immortals who could leap out of the River of Destiny knew only that it existed, not why.

Left with no other choice, Hong Yun and the other eleven Ancestor Witches could only wait.

As time passed, Zhu Jiu Yin's true spirit drifted downstream through the churning river of time. Using the four words "Witch-Demon War" as an anchor, he tried to glimpse the future of the Wu Clan.

His face grew paler and paler, and his body seemed to tremble incessantly.

It was clear that the backlash from the Power of Time was causing Zhu Jiu Yin tremendous harm, but for the sake of the Wu Clan, he could only forcibly endure it.

"Pfft!"

Zhu Jiu Yin suddenly opened his eyes. Black and white light intertwined and flowed within his pupils. No longer able to suppress the backlash from the River of Destiny, he spat out a mouthful of silver blood.

"Big Brother, act quickly! Help me use the Power of Space-Time to manifest the future!"

Zhu Jiu Yin roared, and Dijiang moved at once. Under his control, dense Laws of Space flowed into Zhu Jiu Yin's body.

Time and space had always accompanied one another. The so-called Power of Space-Time was one of the foundations that formed the world.

The instant Dijiang's Law of Space-Time entered Zhu Jiu Yin's body, the River of Destiny surged violently, and a wave rolled toward him.

As the wave crashed down, it transformed into a scene that was both illusory and real.

In the scene, the Primordial Continent was covered in devastation. Blood had dyed the sky, land, and seas red. The severed limbs and corpses of the Primordial Creatures, including members of the Wu Clan, were piled as high as mountains.

At the center of the continent, Buzhou Mountain, the pillar of Heaven that symbolized Pangu supporting the sky, came crashing down.

The vast firmament split open, revealing a huge pitch-black hole. Water from the Heavenly River poured into the Primordial land, constantly washing over the bloodstained earth.

"No!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches roared in unison. The Laws around their bodies manifested involuntarily, and the blood and Killing Intent within the hall churned violently.

Fortunately, Pangu Hall protected them, allowing the blood cocoon deep within the Blood Pool to remain unharmed.

"Pfft!"

The scene manifested by the Power of Space-Time shattered like a bubble, and Zhu Jiu Yin's sturdy body crashed to the ground.

Hong Yun moved and caught him, slowly channeling Mana into his body to heal him. Physical injuries were easy to treat, but Dao injuries were difficult to heal.

"How are your injuries, Brother Zhu Jiu Yin?"

Hong Yun asked softly, finally snapping the other Ancestor Witches out of the scene they had just witnessed.

"Second Brother!"

"Second Brother!"

"..."

Surrounded by the others, Zhu Jiu Yin propped up his trembling body and said, "I'm fine. A thousand years or so of quiet recuperation will be enough."

He turned toward Hong Yun, his face showing both relief and lingering fear. The other Ancestor Witches looked the same.

Only after a long while did Zhu Jiu Yin slowly say, "It's all thanks to you coming here, Brother Hong Yun. Otherwise, the Wu Clan would surely have fallen into a place of utter ruin in the future."

Hong Yun waved his hand. "We're brothers, so there's no need for this. However, I hope all of you will be more cautious about the Wu Clan's future development. Do not follow the example of the Three Tribes and focus solely on dominating the Primordial Wilderness, only to nearly end up annihilated."

"But the Primordial Wilderness was left to our Wu Clan by Father God. If other people occupy it, I, Zhurong, will be the first to object." Zhurong had a fiery temper and immediately retorted.

"Shut up! Let Brother Hong Yun finish."

Dijiang glared at Zhurong and rebuked him.

"Yes, Big Brother!"

Zhurong curled his lips and muttered unhappily from the side.

Hong Yun smiled and said, "There's no need to rush, Brother Zhurong. I only said that the Wu Clan cannot dominate the Primordial Wilderness. But is there anything in the Primordial Wilderness that can possibly bypass the Wu Clan? You should know that we possess Father God's direct bloodline—we are Pangu's True Lineage!"

"???"

Zhurong scratched his head, feeling an itch.

There was nothing he could do. His head contained nothing but fighting. How could he understand the deeper meaning behind Hong Yun's words?

Zhu Jiu Yin, Dijiang, and Houtu, on the other hand, seemed to understand and yet not understand what Hong Yun was saying.

Dijiang asked bluntly, "Brother Hong Yun, could you explain it directly?"

Hong Yun nodded and continued, "After receiving Father God's final decree, I carefully considered how the Wu Clan should develop in the future. After witnessing the decline of the Innate Three Tribes, I realized that dominating the Primordial Wilderness was a dead end!"

"Why is that?"

"The Wu Clan is indeed strong, but there are countless powerful beings in the Primordial Wilderness. If the Wu Clan wants to dominate it, we will have to subdue all of them. But let alone the Wu Clan—even if the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin tribes united, they still could not accomplish that."

"So I think that instead of trying to dominate the Primordial Wilderness, we should take maintaining its development as our responsibility. As long as anyone dares to disrupt the stability of the Primordial Wilderness, the Wu Clan will beat them up?"

"We are Pangu's True Lineage. It is perfectly justified for us to interfere in major affairs of the Primordial Wilderness. Even if we intervene in the affairs of other tribes, as long as we have a suitable excuse, even those powerful beings will have nothing to say."

"In this way, although the Wu Clan would not dominate the Primordial Wilderness, we could still guide its development... Maintaining peace in the Primordial Wilderness is our unavoidable responsibility. What do all of you think?"

Hong Yun poured out his entire plan for the future of the Wu Clan in one breath. The details still needed to be discussed, but he had made the general idea clear.

Hong Yun's idea was actually inspired by the Ugly Country's interference in the affairs of other countries in his previous life. In that life, the Ugly Country was jokingly called the "World Police."

In Hong Yun's view, with the Wu Clan's strength, they could completely become the "Primordial Police."

As everyone knew, as descendants of the Pangu Bloodline, the Wu Clan's strength far surpassed that of every other faction, apart from their inability to cultivate the Primordial Spirit.

During the Witch-Demon War, the Demon Clan's Quasi-Saints numbered less than half the Wu Clan's.

Not to mention that the Wu Clan also possessed the Twelve Capital Celestial Evil Spirit Formation. When necessary, they could condense Pangu's True Body. Unless a Saint or Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal entered the fray, they would be invincible throughout the Primordial Wilderness.

Even after the later age of the Saints arrived, the Saints still did not dare to lay hands on the Wu Clan, which possessed World-Opening Merit.

In short, as long as the Wu Clan did not court death, they would not die in the future. They would only grow stronger and stronger. Wasn't this simply the Primordial Wilderness's version of the "Ugly Country"?

By then, he would have Old Deng Hongjun as his backer above him and his Wu Clan brothers supporting him below.

Afterward, he could build good relations everywhere, and with the system's assistance, what did it matter if he, Hong Yun, refused to eat beef in the Primordial Wilderness?

"Right, I, This poor Daoist Hong Yun, do not eat beef. Hehehe!"

Leaving aside the thoughts in Hong Yun's mind, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were all stunned by his words.

"Can we really do that?"

"Why not?"

Among the Ancestor Witches, Dijiang, Zhu Jiu Yin, and Houtu, who were the more intelligent ones, quickly grasped the idea.

"Then doesn't that mean that as long as we have an excuse that someone else is disrupting the Primordial Wilderness, I can beat up whoever I want?"

Zhurong's large eyes grew brighter and brighter. He was so excited that he wanted to find someone to fight on the spot.

"Ahem, ahem... Don't talk nonsense. This is called maintaining peace in the Primordial Wilderness!" Hong Yun coughed several times and emphasized it again.

Zhurong pointed at Hong Yun and burst into broad laughter. "I can see it now. Brother Hong Yun, you're truly sinister... Ow! Big Brother, you hit me again!"

Dijiang struck the back of his head with his palm.

"How can you put it that way? Brother Hong Yun's idea is called great Wisdom, understand? You blockhead! All you know is fighting and killing all day. When you have time, learn more from Brother Hong Yun. This is what you call the First Sage of the Witch Tribe, the Guiding Light of our Wu Clan..."

Dijiang patted Hong Yun on the shoulder, showering him with praise.

Nearby, Zhu Jiu Yin, who had just suffered the backlash and should have had a pale complexion, now looked somewhat aggrieved after hearing Dijiang's words.

Those words had previously been spoken only to him by Big Brother.

Brother Hong Yun had only just arrived. How had Big Brother already changed his heart?

Fine, fine. So the old favorite really couldn't compare with the new one?