His gaze swept over Zhurong, Qiang Liang, and other pro-war figures, carrying a deep warning:
"The Witch Clan is a warrior who fights against heaven and earth, possessing unparalleled physical strength, so they are naturally not afraid to fight against the Demon Clan."
But!
Do not act rashly!
Furthermore, one must not lightly speak of killing the brothers Di Jun and Tai Yi!
This is far more than just a simple war with the demon race!
Houtu's voice suddenly rose, carrying a heavy warning perceived by her primordial spirit:
"Di Jun and Tai Yi are now at the core of the Great Formation of the Stars, the key hub that maintains the current 'blessing' of the prehistoric Primordial Wilderness!"
Killing them is equivalent to instantly destroying the core node of this grand formation connected to the Primordial Origin!
There was a pause, allowing this terrifying possibility to settle in everyone's minds.
"At that time, the stars will be in disarray, spiritual energy will run rampant, and heaven and earth will suffer a backlash!"
The entire Primordial Wilderness will suffer unimaginable disaster!
The karmic Karma of countless lives, and the backlash from the Destruction heaven and earth, will all be poured onto our Witch Clan in an instant! This overwhelming Karma, this Great Tribulation sin, is something our Witch Clan is currently unable to bear!
Houtu's words struck the hearts of every Ancestral Witch like a heavy hammer. Even Zhurong subconsciously restrained some of his raging flames.
"What's there to be afraid of!"
Qiang Liang's roar broke the brief silence, and the lightning around him intensified, making him resemble a thunder prison.
"Our two races are mortal enemies. Heaven and earth cannot tolerate two masters. Sooner or later, a world-shaking war is inevitable! If we can win, we will fight; if we can't..."
He grinned maliciously, revealing a set of fangs.
"Even if it costs us the last great shaman and the last drop of Ancestral Witch blood, we will drag the entire demon race down with us!"
Even if it means mutual destruction, we will still shatter several layers of the Demon Court! How can we cower and watch their Luck day by day?
"Enough!"
A deep, yet supremely authoritative command rang out, like the first thunderclap at the Primordial Chaos.
The Ancestor Witch Di Jiang, as the head of the Thirteen Ancestral Witch, had a hint of barely concealed irritation in his voice.
The blurry face turned to the group of younger siblings before it, who were bursting with blood and fighting spirit, yet seemingly "brainless," especially Zhurong and Qiang Liang.
Di Jiang watched the two men act recklessly and bravely, but he also knew that one could not dominate the Primordial Wilderness simply by being brave.
Forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, his gaze fell as if it were a tangible object on Houtu, Jumang, and another ancestral witch with a primordial spirit—the ancestral witch of weather, Jiufeng.
"Little sister, Gou Mang, Jiu Feng!"
Di Jiang's voice was deep and resolute, like iron.
"Our Witch Clan is characterized by its physical prowess, and we do not cultivate Daoist arts. Only the three of you, through a series of fortuitous events, have come to comprehend the profound mysteries of the primordial spirit."
The situation at this moment cannot be easily resolved by brute force. The three of you, what do you think we should do?
"Are we just going to stand by and watch the Demon Race Fortune rise day by day, eventually becoming a major threat?"
The three Ancestral Witch who were named immediately felt an invisible pressure.
Houtu, Gou Mang, and Jiu Feng looked at each other, their three pairs of wise eyes filled with solemnity and... bewilderment.
Jiu Feng were surrounded by swirling clouds, their delicate brows furrowed.
The Gou Mang's feet writhed restlessly.
Houtu felt as if the weight of the Primordial Wilderness was pressing down on her shoulders.
Having a primordial spirit means being able to see more crises and understand more constraints, but it is precisely because of this deeper understanding that one feels the road ahead is as deep as an abyss, with nowhere to put one's strength.
Having a primordial spirit doesn't mean you have a brilliant plan to reverse the Universe! The three fell silent, the air seemingly frozen into lead.
Just as the suffocating silence was about to engulf the Ancestral Witch, Houtu looked towards the Heavenly Court, which hung high in the sky and shone with golden light, and a resolute look flashed in her eyes, as if she had made up her mind.
She withdrew her gaze, her tone carrying a hint of uncertainty, yet also a glimmer of hope:
"Eldest Brother, fellow brothers and sisters, I... I want to ask Fellow Qing Huan!"
"Let's see if Qing Huan can point out a clear path for our Witch Clan."
"Qing Huan?"
The moment this name was uttered, it was like cold water being poured into boiling oil.
"Little sister, have you lost your mind?!"
The voice of Gonggong, the Water Ancestral Witch, rang out immediately, icy and piercing, filled with mockery. The dark blue water rippled endlessly around him, as if containing an abyss capable of freezing everything.
"That Qing Huan is no longer some wandering immortal!"
He is now the Celestial Venerable of the Demon Race! His status is revered, on par with Di Jun and Tai Yi, and he is one of the true giants of the Demon Court!
Our Witch Clan feeds on the flesh and blood of demons, and is the mortal enemy of all demons!
What makes you think that this demon celestial being would still remember past favors and turn around to help his enemies?
Gonggong's cold gaze swept over the Ancestral Witch.
"Hmph, in my opinion, if this guy doesn't secretly sabotage and harm my Witch Clan, it's already a sign that he cares about old friendships and is kind-hearted! To willingly offer himself up is just asking for humiliation, or even... like a lamb entering a tiger's den?"
His words were extremely provocative, instantly resonating with many of the Ancestral Witch.
Xuan Ming, Qiang Liang, Zhurong, and the others nodded in agreement.
Gou Mang also hesitated, clearly Gonggong's words struck a nerve.
Houtu's face instantly flashed with anger, her gentle demeanor revealing an undeniable fortitude. She took a step forward, the Earth Law beneath her feet silently surging, stabilizing her stance and seemingly empowering her words:
"Brothers, aren't you being a bit too absolute in your statements?" Her voice was clear, carrying a hint of grievance at being misunderstood and an undeniable insistence.
"I have known Fellow Daoist Qing Huan for a long time and know him well! He may now hold a high position in the demon race, but I absolutely cannot agree with what Brother Qiang Liang has said!"
Her gaze swept over the Ancestral Witch, carrying a hint of warning and questioning:
"Have you all forgotten? In the past, the Witch Clan had no primordial spirit and could not understand the Heavenly Dao!"
Who was it that offered guidance when we were at our wits' end?
Her gaze fell on Gou Mang and herself.
"It was Fellow Qing Huan who helped my brother Gou Mang and me find and resolve the issue of cultivating our primordial spirits, allowing us to Tongtian and understand the cycle of Karma!"
This kindness, this guidance that solved one of our race's fatal weaknesses—have you all forgotten it deep in your bloodlines?
Her words were firm and resolute, and she continued:
"On that day, right before this Pangu Temple, we ten Ancestral Witch swore an oath before the temple formed from the heart of our Father God, owing him a great Karma!"
This vow echoes throughout Buzhou Mountain, imprinted in our very blood! Can it really be so easily erased?!
Houtu's gaze sharpened, as if it could pierce through the mist:
"Besides!"
As she raised her hand, a small, apricot-yellow triangular flag flashed in her palm, emanating a gentle yet incredibly resilient aura of the Earth element.
"I was able to obtain this Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, the 'Central Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner,' which suppresses Luck and has unparalleled defense, thanks to Qing Huan's Luck!"
Must this opportunity also be disregarded by my brothers?
"Isn't what Fellow Qing Huan has done to my Witch Clan enough to prove that his goodwill is not hypocritical?"