The Witch Race Establishes

After the struggle for the Innate Gourd ended, the great powers dispersed.

On their way back to Kunlun Mountain, the Three Pure Ones sensed another opportunity.

Following the sensation, the three arrived at a valley.

The air of creation billowed before their eyes.

In the center of the valley lay a small lake, and blooming in its heart was a verdant green lotus.

The Three Pure Ones' eyes widened in shock as they exclaimed.

"Creation Green Lotus!?"

Just then, a Heavenly Tribulation gathered above the valley, and terrifying Heavenly Dao tribulation power permeated the entire area.

The Three Pure Ones sensed that the Heavenly Dao did not permit the Creation Green Lotus to exist intact in the Great Desolation.

The Three Pure Ones stepped forward simultaneously.

"Red Flower."

"White Lotus Root."

"Green Lotus Leaf."

As the Three Pure Ones spoke, the Creation Green Lotus let out a mournful cry, and its body began to disintegrate.

It transformed into three streams of light that flew into the hands of the Three Pure Ones.

These were, in fact, three Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasures.

Lao Tzu held the Dragon Coiling Crutch.

Primordial held the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi.

Tongtian held the Qingping Sword.

Indeed, red flower, white lotus root, and green lotus leaf, the three sects were originally one family.

However, the fragmentation of the Creation Green Lotus also foreshadowed the future fate of the Three Pure Ones.

Sensing that the Creation Green Lotus had disintegrated, the Heavenly Dao's power gradually receded.

The Three Pure Ones exchanged smiles.

"Second Brother, Third Brother, since we now have suitable magical treasures, let's quickly return to our dojos to perform the Slaying Three Corpses ritual," Lao Tzu said.

Primordial and Tongtian nodded in unison, and the three transformed into streams of light, returning to Kunlun Mountain.

After Fuxi and Nuwa returned to their dojo, they found Qing Xuan.

Nuwa handed the green gourd she had just obtained to Qing Xuan.

"This gourd is of no use to your Master or Martial Uncle, so we'll give it to you for self-defense."

Qing Xuan didn't stand on ceremony and took the Innate Gourd.

"Thank you, Master."

[This green gourd was originally supposed to be refined by Master into the Monster Summoning Banner. If the Demon Race's essence blood was dripped into it, they would be controlled by the banner, which is somewhat similar to the Investiture of the Gods.]

[What should I refine it into?]

Nuwa smiled gently. She didn't care how Qing Xuan refined the gourd, as the most important parts, the Gourd Vine and the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, had already been obtained.

Qing Xuan put the gourd away, planning to study it later.

After observing Nuwa and Fuxi, Qing Xuan suddenly froze.

[Holy crap! What's going on? Nuwa and Fuxi have actually cultivated to the Primordial Golden Immortal stage?]

[They didn't cultivate Hongjun's method of Slaying Three Corpses?]

Nuwa and Fuxi had gone into seclusion after returning from Zixiao Palace. They had just emerged and immediately rushed to compete for the Innate Gourd Vine.

This was why Qing Xuan had been unaware that the siblings had not performed the Slaying Three Corpses ritual but had instead pursued the path of the Primordial Golden Immortal.

[But it's a good thing, avoiding Hongjun's huge pitfall.]

[I can't say for sure about Brother-in-law, but there's a good chance Master Nuwa can achieve Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal.]

[But Brother-in-law isn't bad either. According to my calculations, after the Human Dao awakens, Brother-in-law will become the Human Emperor, at least reaching the Quasi-Saint level.]

[There's also a high probability of becoming a Human Dao Sage.]

Fuxi was overjoyed to hear that he had a chance to become a Sage.

Nuwa, hearing Qing Xuan's thoughts about her potential to achieve Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal, became somewhat excited and confused.

Hongjun had said during his sermon that the path to Primordial was broken, and even Great God Pangu had failed in his attempt to Attain Dao through Strength. She wondered where her own path lay.

Thus, Nuwa spoke to probe.

"Alas... The Dao Ancestor said the path to Primordial is broken. Great God Pangu even failed in his attempt to Attain Dao through Strength. I wonder where my own Dao path lies."

Upon hearing this, Qing Xuan immediately began to comfort her. He was still counting on Nuwa becoming a Sage so he could rely on her saintly prestige to slack off. He couldn't let Nuwa become so discouraged.

"Master, do not panic. With your innate talent and background, breaking through to the Primordial realm is still hopeful."

That old fogey Hongjun really knows how to twist concepts.

Great God Pangu attained Dao through Strength, and what he attained was the Great Dao, transcending existence.

Great God Pangu was half a step into the Primordial Supreme Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm.

And you say the path to Primordial is cut off? It's your method of Slaying Three Corpses that truly severs the path.

Nuwa and Fuxi finally understood. It was Hongjun who had been twisting concepts, claiming Great God Pangu's Dao attainment had failed, without telling everyone that Great God Pangu had attained the Great Dao.

Years passed in the Great Desolation without count, time slowly flowing by as Qing Xuan lived a life of leisure.

Qing Xuan's realm also rapidly improved, already reaching the Grand Unity Golden Immortal stage.

However, the peaceful times did not last long.

Dong Wang Gong's Zizhou Prefecture fell to the Demon Race. To recover his strength, he exploited the other races of the Great Desolation even more excessively.

The Demon Race, however, was currently too busy to deal with Dong Wang Gong.

They were entangled by the barbarians below Buzhou Mountain.

As the Witch Race's population grew, their demand for food increased.

Many Demon Race tribes had been completely devoured by the Witch Race.

As the Demon Emperor, Di Jun and Tai Yi naturally could not stand idly by.

After Di Jun and Tai Yi broke through to the Quasi-Sage realm, they went to Buzhou Mountain.

Unexpectedly, the two Quasi-Sages returned with their tails between their legs from the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

The Demon Race and the Witch Race fought several major battles, with both sides suffering losses.

On this day, a voice echoed throughout the Great Desolation, stirring up new waves of turmoil.

Below Buzhou Mountain, in the Witch Race's territory.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches stood on a high platform, gazing up at the sky.

Di Jiang, as the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, stepped forward.

"We Ancestral Witches, Pangu's True Lineage, born from the essence and blood of Father God Pangu, now wish to govern the order of the Great Desolation and maintain the world created by Father God. We hereby establish the Witch Race and will use Pangu Hall to suppress the Witch Race's destiny. We report this to the Great Dao!"

Di Jiang's voice boomed like thunder, resonating throughout the Great Desolation.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches stepped forward one after another, their twelve divine forms rising into the sky.

The phantom images of their colossal forms, billions of feet tall, seemed to recreate Great God Pangu's feat of propping up the heavens.

The Three Pure Ones were shocked and angered. Pangu's True Lineage was not just a title; it also represented the destiny and fortune left by Pangu.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches reported to the Great Dao. Once the Great Dao responded, the Witch Race would be recognized by the Great Dao as Pangu's True Lineage, and Pangu's legacy fortune would naturally flow towards the Witch Race.

Other powerful beings also sent their divine senses to observe in secret.

The power of the Heavenly Dao rapidly gathered above the Witch Race's ancestral land.

Within the power of the Heavenly Dao, there was mixed endless rage and a trace of fear.

The Heavenly Dao was angry because the Witch Race was currently under its jurisdiction, and they went to the Great Dao instead of reporting to it.

It was like working in a company and reporting directly to the chairman of the board instead of your direct supervisor when you have a problem.

How could a leader like such an employee?

The fear stemmed from the Heavenly Dao's own selfish motives. If the Great Dao discovered this, the consequences would be unbearable for it.

Just as the Heavenly Dao wished it could strike these barbarians with a Divine Punishment Thunder, An ancient, vast aura descended from the Chaos, converging upon the Great Desolation.

Chaos-colored auspicious clouds rained down from the void, and various celestial phenomena manifested. The aura of the Great Dao permeated the entire Great Desolation World.

All beings in the Great Desolation, regardless of their cultivation or origin, bowed their heads in reverence.

The Great Dao had descended!

The Heavenly Dao of the Great Desolation had long since retreated to the deepest part of the Heavenly Dao space when the aura of the Great Dao appeared.

It was like a mouse seeing a cat, not daring to emit any sound, lest the Great Dao notice it.

The aura of the Great Dao swept past the Witch Race's ancestral land.

It transformed into an ancient seal script that hung in the void.

"Granted."

As the single word fell, the laws of the Great Desolation World roared, and the Witch Race's destiny surged towards the heavens like a golden dragon.

Golden Dao patterns emerged from around the Twelve Ancestral Witches, establishing a profound connection with the Great Dao.

Thus, the Witch Race was established!