Stirring up internal strife in the Witch Clan

"The Spirit Gourd is certainly in a precarious situation right now..."

Jiang Yun vaguely sensed the crisis far away in the Primordial World.

However, at this moment, he was at a critical juncture in merging these two Cosmic Hongmeng World.

Using his own Spirit Bamboo Spirit Root as a foundation, and merging with the Hollow Willow Yang Mei left by Yang Mei, he prepared to forge the foundation of the Chaos Spiritual Root. Afterwards, he would guide Myriad Worlds to attach themselves to it layer by layer according to their Meridians, constructing a ladder to the path of transcendence. If he succeeded, it would be a vast project that surpassed Pangu's World Creation.

Jiang Yun reflected deeply. "I have refined the fragment of the Time Origin Laws obtained from the core of that World Ruins. The Flow of Time in this Quiet Room is now more than ten thousand times different from that outside. A moment outside is a thousand years inside."

Even so, it would still take five or six Kalpa for the outside world to completely merge the World Origin, connect their Fortune, and complement Laws into one.

If distraction causes the fusion to stall, or even leads to a backlash from fundamental conflict, not only will all previous efforts be wasted, but there is also the risk of the Great Dao collapsing.

With this in mind, he forcibly suppressed the urge to immediately leave seclusion to investigate the condition of the Spirit Gourd and stop the undercurrents of the Primordial World.

Forcibly interrupting this integration would be too costly and unwise.

"Although there are strange phenomena in the Primordial World, the Western Teachings still has Two Religious Leaders, Jieyin Zhunti, who are stationed on Mount Sumeru."

The two saints, with one heart, established the Pure Land and vowed to protect all sentient beings.

Although they are bound by the Heavenly Dao and may not be able to openly interfere with the will of the Three Pure Ones, with the wisdom and foundation of the two sages, plus the close ties with Zhenyuanzi, the Newly Promoted Earth Dao Saint, even if the Spirit Gourd is in trouble or there are undercurrents, they should be able to stabilize the situation in the Western Region and prevent the situation in the Primordial World from deteriorating to an irreversible point.

Even if there are clashes between Saint, it is still part of the dynamic adjustment of the power structure of the Primordial Desolation World, and ultimately remains under control.

He once again turned his gaze to the original Spirit Bamboo, which was constantly merging and shimmering with mysterious light, and the Willow World Meridians that were being continuously Jieyin up.

The two principles of Tao—the world and creation—permeated the space.

"When the two realms are completely merged, my origin will be fully connected to the Chaos Void, Root Foundation will be transformed into the Chaos Spiritual Root."

At that time, my cultivation level will surely surpass my current Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal realm and reach the Hunyuan Taiji Great Luo Realm!

In this realm, space and time form a cycle, the Great Dao resides within me, and I myself am the origin of all things, thus I am far less bound by the Primordial Desolation Heavenly Dao.

Even the Hongjun Dao Ancestor, who was in harmony with the Heavenly Dao, only originated from the Primordial Desolation World created by Pangu. At that time, my cultivation and strength were on par with his!

This expectation of future strength is the greatest motivation that supports him in suppressing all his emotions and resolutely continuing his seclusion.

"Spirit Gourd, I can only trouble you... please hold on for a little longer."

Jiang Yun thought to herself silently.

With his mind made up, Jiang Yun's eyes were now free of any distracting thoughts or wavering.

He slightly closed his eyes, and once again poured his vast and unparalleled Primordial Spirit and Magical Power into the two worlds.

The Spirit Bamboo shone brightly, and the speed at which its branches and Meridians spread and intertwined seemed to have accelerated slightly due to the will of its master. The illusory image of the hollow Willow World became clearer and more Secret Grounds integrated with the Spirit Bamboo. The trajectories and Laws of life in Myriad Worlds were also undergoing the most subtle reorganization and harmonization in silence, steadily advancing towards the great cause of ultimate fusion.

Within the Chaos Cloud Bamboo Palace, only the eternal fluctuations of spacetime and the profound rhythms intertwined with the Great Dao flowed silently.

He knew that there were still tribulations ahead, but he was even more convinced that the moment he broke through the barrier would be the time to see the sun after the clouds had parted and to reshape the Qiankun.

That beautiful vision is becoming a reality bit by bit, with each successfully integrated bamboo leaf and each strand of stable Spatial Origin.

Deep within the Primordial World Heavenly Court, in the Sun God Palace.

Following the sudden appearance of Ten Suns in the Sky, the Demon Race Fortune have been severely damaged, declining like a river flowing downwards.

While the Witch Clan was also heartbroken by the loss of Kuafu and Hou Yi, their strength was not greatly diminished. Moreover, apart from Houtu and Xuanming guarding the Land of Reincarnation, all the other Twelve Ancestral Witches could be mobilized. Furthermore, the formidable combat power bestowed by the Pangu Bloodline was far superior to that of the Demon Clan, which was currently suffering from severe damage.

What worries Di Jun even more is that the Demon Clan's top combat power, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the Demon Master Kunpeng, and their elite troops are still exploring opportunities for enlightenment in the Depths of Chaos, with no end in sight.

Above Heavenly Court, apart from him, only a handful of core figures such as Fuxi, Xihe, and Changxi are supporting the overall situation. Faced with the Ancestral Witch's eagerness to fight, they have already shown signs of weakness.

When the million-year period mentioned by the Dao Ancestor arrives, the final war Witch-Demon will begin, and the fate of the Demon Clan will likely be grim.

"Your Majesty, the Witch Clan has recently been preparing for war, and their training exercises are filled with murderous intent. Moreover Ten Ancestral Witches have been frequently holding meetings. I fear that when the million-year period arrives, a thunderous attack will strike." Fuxi entered the hall, his face solemn.

Di Jun slowly raised his head, a sharp glint in his deep eyes. "

Brother Fuxi, the current situation is perilous, as everyone knows.

Taiyi, Kunpeng, and the others have entered the Chaos, and their return is uncertain. Our Demon Clan's top combat strength is depleted. If we engage in a direct confrontation, our race will surely be destroyed.

Fuxi sighed and said, "Your Majesty is absolutely right."

However, given the sudden appearance of Ten Suns in the Sky between the Witch-Demon, war is inevitable sooner or later, and even if we wanted to avoid it, we probably couldn't.

Di Jun suddenly stood up, put his hands behind his back, and paced back and forth, his imperial aura gradually rising.

He suddenly stopped and looked at Fuxi, saying, "

Avoiding war is out of the question, and waiting to be killed is even less desirable!

The Witch Clan was powerful, but it was not a monolithic entity.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches originated from the same source, yet each possessed a distinct temperament. The Two and Zhurong, Gonggong water and fire respectively, were always at odds, and their disputes and fights were commonplace.

Di Jun stared intently at Fuxi, a sudden smile appearing on his lips. He said, "Perhaps this is an opportunity for the Demon Clan to break their deadlock!"

Upon hearing this, Fuxi frowned slightly:

"Does Your Majesty intend to incite internal strife between Gonggong and Zhurong?"

After carefully analyzing the current situation of various forces using Heavenly Secrets Numerology, Fuxi let out a deep breath.

Di Jun's idea seems feasible, and it's currently one of the better solutions.

Thinking of this, he nodded to Di Jun and said, "

I believe this plan is feasible, but the risks involved are also considerable.

Although the Ancestral Witch sometimes had friction, they could usually put aside their differences and unite against external threats when it came to matters of life and death or brotherhood.

If we were to escalate their internal strife to the point of no return... relying solely on the Demon Clan's covert actions would likely be difficult, and might even expose us, inviting a more intense retaliation from the Witch Clan.

Upon hearing Fuxi's words, Di Jun's lips curled into a cold smile, "I am naturally aware of the things you are worried about."

It is indeed difficult for the Demon Clan alone to shake the Ancestral Witch. However, my virtuous brother Fuxi, you have overlooked a crucial force— the Saint who reside high above the Nine Heavens!

Fuxi's expression hardened. "Your Majesty means...?"

Di Jun nodded at him, confirming his idea.

He then continued, his voice deep and clear. "

Since Dao Venerable Jiang Yun defied the heavens to attain enlightenment and Great Immortal Zhen Yuan became a saint through the Earthly Dao, the Great Trend of the Primordial Desolation has long since deviated from the trajectory predetermined by the Heavenly Dao.

The Yuanshi Tianzun and others intended to use the Great Tribulation to eliminate the obstacles hindering their teaching of sentient beings, while simultaneously clearing away the Calamity Qi and maintaining the Great Trend of the Heavenly Dao!

The Ten Suns in the Sky were the work of Saint, intended to intensify conflicts, ignite the flames of Tribulation Cycle, and complete the Primordial Desolation World.

Di Jun was well aware of the Saint's nature, especially after the previous events.

The Demon Clan race is now weak. If the million-year period comes, the Witch-Demon race will be defeated in the final war between the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan, and the demon race will be wiped out. The Twelve Ancestral Witches will carry the power of Pangu's Orthodoxy, and Houtu, the Houtu Earth Dao Saint, will be in charge of Reincarnation.

Such a Witch Clan will be a more troublesome existence for the Heavenly Dao Saint than the current coexistence of the Demon Clan and Witch-Demon clan!

They would never allow a Witch Clan to emerge in Primordial World primordial world, dominating the land and threatening the Heavenly Dao Lineage!

Therefore, these Heavenly Dao Saint certainly hoped to see the Witch-Demon both suffer heavy losses, or even perish together.

Fuxi suddenly realized. "Your Majesty means that even if the Saint see our secret instigation of infighting among the Ancestral Witch, they will not only not expose or stop us, but may even secretly fuel the flames, or even... lend a helping hand?"

"Of course!" Di Jun replied decisively.

"They need Witch-Demon to consume each other."

Our Demon Clan has now become the best tool for weakening the Witch Clan in the eyes of the Saint, and vice versa.

My little action might be seen as going with the flow by Saint!

If successful, this move could severely damage the core fighting force of the Witch Clan and slow down their advance; if it fails, it would merely be the Demon Clan's death throes, accelerating their demise.

Regardless of success or failure, it will be beneficial to the Saint who desires to control the overall situation of the Primordial World.

For our Demon Clan race, this is a matter of life and death, and at worst, it fulfills the Saint's prediction of Tribulation Cycle.

Since there is no way to retreat, the only option is to fight back, hoping to gain a breather or even a chance to survive in the game of life and death!

As for my poor nine children... I'll remember this grudge for now.

Only by surviving can we wait for the day of reckoning!

Di Jun's gaze fell on Fuxi again, and he said sincerely, "Fuxi, I wish to entrust you with an important task."

Fuxi bowed. "Your Majesty, please give your orders."

"I need you to go to Wa Huang Heaven and request an Empress Nuwa."

"What does Your Majesty wish me to do?"

Tell me everything about the situation here, especially my plans and my judgment of the Saint's intentions.

I made it clear that I was not asking Your Majesty to intervene in the Witch-Demon War, but rather that you turn a blind eye if necessary.

At the same time, she must also understand that if the Witch Clan becomes dominant, her future as the Holy Mother of the Human Race and the Empress Nuwa of the Demon Clan Race, whether it is the Human Clan Fortune the Demon Clan whose destiny she is bound to, or even as her Elder Brother Fuxi, is equally worrisome.

She and the Three Pure Ones are both disciples of the Dao Ancestor and belong to the Heavenly Dao Saint. It would be most appropriate for her to convey to the Three Pure Ones the signal that our demon Demon Clan 'intends to stir up internal strife among the Witch Clan '.

I believe that once Yuanshi Tianzun and the others learn of this, they will make good use of it and secretly lend us a helping hand.

Our provocations were merely the trigger; the Saint's encouragement was the key!

Fuxi understood immediately and bowed deeply. "Your Majesty, I understand. I will certainly not fail in Your Majesty trust!"

Without saying another word, he immediately turned around, transformed into a streak of light, pierced through the Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, and headed straight for the Wa Huang Sacred Realm hidden in the Chaos.

After watching Fuxi depart, Di Jun stood alone in the hall, his aura returning to its deep and unfathomable state.

He has set up the game, placing himself before the Saint, becoming a pawn they can use.

This seemingly risky endeavor was actually a precise use of leverage after discerning the Saint's intentions.

Success or failure will determine the fate of the Demon Clan race.

Wa Huang Heaven, Jinxiu Palace.

The Empress Nuwa sat on Prayer Mat, her expression serene, with the Daoist energy of Way of Creation flowing endlessly around her.

Fuxi sat on the Prayer Mat below and told Nuwa in detail about Di Jun's plans, situation, and analysis of the Saint's intentions.

Nuwa remained silent for a long time, then gently parted her lips, her voice ethereal, yet it made Fuxi feel incredibly distant:

Elder Brother, Di Jun sees things very clearly.

The Dao Ancestor has already made a decision regarding the Tribulation Cycle, which is also an inevitable consequence of the operation of the Heavenly Dao.

The Witch and Demon Clans, from the day they were born, have been burdened with the Karma and impurities of Pangu Bloodline. This Great Tribulation is destined to cleanse Pangu's influence in the Primordial World and usher in New Era of the Saintly Dao.

The Dao Ancestor and his Three Pure Ones brothers, especially the Yuanshi Beginning, had a far-reaching plan for this.

She looked at Fuxi with a hint of pity:

I am the Holy Mother of the Human Race, and I also occupy Sainthood in the Heavenly Dao. The Great Trend of the Heavenly Dao cannot be defied.

The Demon Clan's risky move was indeed in line with Yuanshi Brother Yuanshi's wishes.

I will not hinder the Demon Clan's actions within the Witch Clan; I may even provide some cover for you.

However, I will not directly offer assistance. Elder Brother, you should also make plans as soon as possible, lest you become too entangled in the Demon Clan's deadly predicament."

Fuxi felt a warmth in his heart as he listened to Nuwa's final admonition, realizing that he had already done quite well.

He smiled and said frankly, "

Fuxi understands, and thanks Your Majesty for your guidance!

Regarding the matter of the Demon Clan, Fuxi will exercise discretion and will do his utmost to preserve his own usefulness.

He knew that Nuwa's tacit approval and the transmission of the message was already the greatest help she could give to the Demon Clan, and it was also out of consideration for his Elder Brother relationship.

Not long after Fuxi returned from Wa Huang Heaven, a profound and obscure Daoist aura quietly permeated Kunlun Jade Void Palace, subtly echoing the information emanating from Wa Huang Heaven.

Inside the Jade Void Palace, the Yuanshi Tianzun stroked White Jade Ruyi, his face expressionless, showing neither joy nor sorrow.

After receiving the message from Nuwa, he thought for a moment and then informed Laozi and Tongtian.

A moment later, the two arrived at the Jade Void Palace.

Laozi Tzu sat with his eyes closed in meditation, while the sword energy surrounding the Sect Master Tongtian Leader remained concealed and unleashed.

"Di Jun is indeed pragmatic," Yuanshi Tianzun said slowly, his voice icy. "He is using us to weaken the Witch Clan, hoping to give the Demon Clan a chance to survive."

"Hmph, how can the protagonist of this Tribulation Cycle escape?"

Laozi slightly opened his eyes and said calmly, "

The internal strife within the Witch Clan can indeed be exploited; Zhurong Gonggong are Xiantian incompatible, like water and fire.

The Demon Clan race has laid the groundwork; all we need to do is... add a spark to the fire.

Having said that, he flicked his finger, and an invisible and intangible Yin Sha Lure, containing the Daoist essence capable of quietly igniting anger, silently pierced through endless space, its target being Zhurong Gonggong, who were brewing their anger in their respective tribes.

The Sect Master Tongtian also said:

My elder brother's actions are absolutely correct.

The three of us should disrupt the Heavenly Secrets to prevent those brutes of the Witch Clan from noticing, especially Houtu.

The three of them acted together, disrupting the workings of the Heavenly Secrets and blurring the perception of the Ancestral Witch's movements both inside and outside the Witch Clan.

The Saint's push falls silently.

Just one spark is all it takes to ignite a raging fire.