"Di Jun! Tai Yi! Two hairy beasts who were lucky enough to receive the blessings of the Father God!"
How dare they establish some ridiculous demon race!
Has Heavenly Dao gone blind? It actually granted this request and even bestowed such immeasurable Merit Luck us!
Isn't this blatantly telling the Primordial Wilderness that the demon race will one day ride Pangu Orthodox of Pangu?!
"Eldest Brother!"
Zhurong suddenly looked up, her crimson eyes fixed on Di Jiang.
"These hairy beasts are clearly after our Witch Clan!"
While their foundations are still unstable and they need time to integrate all beings, let's gather our men now, storm the Thirty-three Heavens, and destroy their nest!
"Slay those two scruffy birds! Reclaim the Heavenly Dao Luck!"
Zhu Jiuyin coiled atop the illusory image of the River of Time, its chilling voice carrying the hiss of snakes, making the temperature in the temple seem to drop even further.
"Although Zhurong's words are violent, they are not entirely without reason. Di Jun's actions have cut off the source of our resources! The food for our people's children comes from all the spirits of the Primordial Wilderness."
Now, these myriad spirits have been gathered into 'demons' and branded, so hunting them is tantamount to openly waging war against the entire demon race.
If this continues, will our hundreds of millions of sons and daughters have to go and chew on stones?
Fragments of time flowed through my eyes, as if I could see the future plight of the Witch Clan, beset by enemies on all sides and lacking resources.
"To storm the Heavenly Court and seize the Luck?"
Gou Mang sat upright, and the plants around him burst into life only to wither and reincarnate in an instant.
He was relatively calm, but his deep eyes gleamed with wisdom.
"Di Jun and Tai Yi is now at the Mid-Quasi-Saint, wielding the Innate Supreme Treasure Chaos Bell, and is also accompanied by the mysterious and unpredictable Qing Huan."
Heavenly Court was newly established, its Luck was at its peak, and all living beings were united in its will. To launch a strong attack at this time would be tantamount to using our flesh and blood to forcefully break through the barrier of the Heavenly Dao's blessing and the convergence of all Luck' fortune!
What are the odds of winning?
Even if we achieve a Pyrrhic victory, how many Ancestral Witch, how many great witches, and how many young men will our Witch Clan have to sacrifice? It's not worth it!
"Then what can we do? Are we just going to stand by and watch those two scruffy birds grow stronger, leaving our clan without food and Luck to decline?"
Gonggong roared in a deep, booming voice, like the roar of a tsunami.
Gou Mang's eyes, and his voice was steady and powerful:
"Di Jun and Tai Yi can announce the establishment of his clan to the heavens and earth, and obtain supreme Luck and Merit by borrowing the power of the Heavenly Dao."
We are the embodiment of the essence and blood of Father God Pangu, the true masters of this Primordial Earth. Why can't we emulate him?
We should pray to the Father God and proclaim to the Primordial Wilderness world that the 'Witch Clan' is officially established, announcing to all realms that from this day forward, the rise and fall of all things and the rotation of order on this Primordial Earth will be governed by our Witch Clan!
This is in accordance with the will of the Father God in Heaven-Opening, and is perfectly justified!
At that time, heaven and earth will be moved, the Father God will favor you, and boundless Luck and Merit will surely descend!
Our race's overall strength will surely experience a leap forward!
With one side gaining and the other losing, what is there to fear about the demon race standing in the sky?
Looking around at his brothers, he thought, "Taking advantage of the situation is the best strategy!"
Gou Mang were like a thunderclap in the hearts of all the Ancestral Witch!
Gonggong slapped his thigh and laughed loudly, making the hall vibrate.
"Hahaha! Excellent! Well Gou Mang! As expected of someone with a primordial spirit, your mind works so fast! This plan is brilliant! By borrowing the name of the Father God, we can seize the Luck of heaven and earth! It's aboveboard and perfectly legitimate! With this Luck upon us, all our sons will become stronger, and we brothers might even be able to advance further! It's much better than fighting to the death!"
Houtu Ancestral Witch Houtu, was dignified and beautiful, surrounded by the earthly aura of virtue and compassion. Upon hearing this, she nodded slightly.
"Brother Gou Mang is absolutely right. Our people were born on the earth, grew up on the earth, and protecting the earth is the duty that Father God Pangu has given us."
The establishment of the Witch Clan to rule the land is in accordance with the Great Dao truth.
Xuan Ming exuded a chilling aura and coldly uttered two words:
"Feasible!"
Qiang Liang, Tian Wu, Xi Zi, She Bi Shi and other Ancestral Witch roared in agreement, their eyes blazing with intense fire!
How can plunder be as honorable and well-founded as a gift from heaven and earth?
Di Jiang sat upright in the main seat, taking in the reactions of his brothers.
An unprecedentedly sharp light erupted from those eyes that contained the infinite mysteries of space.
Gou Mang's suggestion perfectly pinpointed the core of the Witch Clan's current predicament and ignited the ambitions in the hearts of all the Ancestral Witch!
Di Jiang slowly rose to his feet, his tall and imposing figure seemingly supporting the entire temple. His deep and powerful voice rang out, silencing all the noise:
"Good! Gou Mang said is exactly what I thought! The Primordial Earth should rightfully be ruled by the bloodline of the Father God!"
Di Jun and Tai Yi are favored by Heaven; how could we, the Pangu Orthodox, fall behind?!
He strode to the center of the temple, facing the pulsating phantom of Pangu's Heart, his face solemn and devout, his blood and qi roaring like a dragon, causing the entire Buzhou Mountain and even the Primordial Earth to resonate with him!
The remaining eleven Ancestral Witch followed closely behind, standing on both sides, simultaneously releasing their earth-shattering Ancestral Witch auras!
Di Jiang raised his hands high, as if supporting the weight of the entire Primordial Wilderness, and with all his divine power, issued a declaration that would shake the ages to the Primordial Wilderness and earth, to the omnipresent will of the Father God:
"By the Father God Pangu! Now, there are Twelve Ancestral Witches, formed from the Pangu's Essence Blood: Di Jiang, Gou Mang, Zhurong, Ru Shou, Gonggong, Xuan Ming, Houtu, Qiang Liang, Zhu Jiuyin, Tian Wu, Xi Zi, She Bi Shi-- "
"Here, let us establish the 'Witch Clan'!"
"Acting as the Father God, I govern the Primordial Earth! I manage the earth's veins, harmonize yin and yang, rule over all living things, and establish the foundation of the mountains and rivers! All things on this earth, living and breathing, follow the way of the Witch Clan!"
"May the Father God bear witness! May Heaven and Earth bear witness!"
Roar--!!!
Di Jiang's declaration, imbued with supreme will and bloodline power, was like the first thunderclap at the Heaven-Opening, instantly spreading to every corner of the Primordial World!
The mountains and rivers trembled, and the seas surged! The majestic Buzhou Mountain erupted with unprecedented chaotic brilliance, and from the depths of the Primordial Earth, endless, profound, and boundless Xuan Huang Luck, like an ancient dragon awakening, surged and converged from all directions!
On the towering cliffs of Kunlun, the unchanging Lapis Lazuli Tiles of the Jade Void Jade Void Palace gleam with a cool, Mysterious Light amidst the clouds of the heavens.
Inside the hall, the base is made of white jade and the beams are made of sandalwood. Wisps of Innate Spiritual Qi condense into a tangible mist that slowly flows between the carved beams and painted rafters.
Yuanshi, dressed in a spotless black Daoist robe, his usually serene and serene face now furrowed slightly as a surge of overwhelming blood energy and a vow emanated from the Primordial Earth.
"Oh..."
A low, mocking laugh, like an icicle falling to the ground, shattered the serene and ethereal atmosphere of Jade Void Jade Void Palace.
Unconsciously, Yuanshi tapped his fingertips lightly on the warm, jade-like table beside him, producing a clear and melodious sound. His gaze, however, pierced through the layers of palaces, landing on the direction of the Ancestral Witch Hall, where blood and qi soared to the sky and evil aura permeated the air.
"These barbarians of the Witch Clan, their skulls crammed with muscle, dare to openly declare the establishment of a tribe? And presumptuously claim to rule the Primordial Earth on behalf of Father God Pangu?"