The Twelve Ancestral Witches Who Ran Along for the Whole Journey (Please Vote)

"Hmph."

Seeing the many Grand Luo Golden Immortals beaten back by that flat staff, Laozi let out a cold snort and calmly took the first Wind-Fire Mat.

Yuanshi and Tongtian were no slower, taking the Heaven-Earth Mat and Azure Lotus Mat in turn.

Now, only the Derivation Mat, Paradise Mat, and Nirvana Mat remained unoccupied.

Among the Three Thousand Purple Cloud Guests, the Three Pure Ones had originally ranked among the foremost in cultivation and were also among the first to enter the palace.

Now that they had seen Laozi casually drive back a peak Grand Luo Golden Immortal with a single strike, no one dared set their sights on the mats in the Three Pure Ones' hands.

Thus, the remaining three Great Dao Mats became the targets of everyone's scramble.

Within endless layers of spacetime, numerous Grand Luo Golden Immortals battled fiercely. Surging mana and divine abilities erupted one after another, annihilating layer upon layer of space.

Fortunately, this was, after all, a Sage's dojo, protected by a Sage's means.

Though the Three Thousand Purple Cloud Guests were powerful, they were still nothing before a Sage.

The speed at which they destroyed spacetime was far slower than the speed at which spacetime continued to proliferate.

The three Great Dao Mats appeared to be close at hand, but in truth, they were separated by layer after layer of densely packed, endless spacetime.

These Grand Luo Golden Immortals not only had to guard against and attack one another, but also maintain enough speed to keep pace with the ever-increasing proliferation of spacetime laws within the Sage's dojo.

Therefore, those below the late stage of the Grand Luo Golden Immortal realm were essentially excluded from the competition for the Great Dao Mats.

Unless one possessed great divine abilities and wielded an Innate Supreme Treasure like Taiyi, only then could one contend against the Three Thousand Purple Cloud Guests and seize a Great Dao Mat.

Unfortunately, there were only three Innate Supreme Treasures in the entire Primordial Wilderness.

Two of them, the Taiji Diagram and Pangu Banner, were currently in Daoist Hongjun's hands.

Thus, the Three Thousand Purple Cloud Guests present mostly relied on their own divine abilities and mana, attacking and dueling one another in competition.

In the end, after a fierce battle, the brother and sister Fuxi and Nüwa of Phoenix Perch Mountain seized one Great Dao Mat.

It was precisely the Derivation Great Dao Mat that Nüwa obtained in Purple Cloud Palace in history, which would later aid her in achieving the Dao of creation and completing the great undertaking of creating humanity in the Primordial Wilderness.

"We are Fuxi and Nüwa, brother and sister of Phoenix Perch Mountain. This Derivation Great Dao Mat belongs to us."

"Who has an objection?"

Fuxi and Nüwa stood side by side atop the Precious Lotus Lamp, releasing immeasurable Heavenly God Fire that annihilated countless layers of surrounding spacetime and forced those great divine ability wielders to reveal themselves with nowhere left to hide. At the same time, they each wielded the Fuxi Lyre and Heaven Refining Furnace, giving rise to Innate Divine Abilities to defend all directions as they shouted coldly.

Seeing that Fuxi and Nüwa held three Innate Spiritual Treasures, countless Purple Cloud Guests revealed looks of envy.

But after weighing their own mana and divine abilities, they still backed down.

Though Fuxi and Nüwa were not veteran Grand Luo Immortals and their cultivation was merely at the middle stage of the Grand Luo Golden Immortal realm, their divine abilities were truly formidable.

Many of them had already experienced the power of the siblings' divine techniques earlier. They were still suffering from it now, their Dao bodies continuing to tremble and churn.

Moreover, this was still a Sage's dojo. They did not dare act too recklessly or disregard a Sage's majesty.

Since these Great Dao Mats had been personally placed here by the Sage, they must have been intended to await those fated to receive them.

Since they were obtained through fate, there was naturally a hidden rule: first come, first served.

Just like the Three Pure Ones before, and Fuxi and Nüwa now.

Since the other party had already gotten there first, it naturally belonged to their destined fortune and was meant to be theirs.

If they continued to covet and seize it by force, they would offend the Sage for no reason and thoroughly make enemies of Fuxi and Nüwa as well.

No one would say anything about fair competition.

But if someone continued to snatch them by force without reason—

That would be another matter entirely.

Thus, everyone stopped paying attention to the Derivation Great Dao Mat in Fuxi and Nüwa's hands and turned their gazes toward the final two Great Dao Mats.

Fuxi and Nüwa also knew when to stop.

They withdrew their divine abilities and sat down on the Derivation Great Dao Mat.

Its ownership was settled.

However, as the elder brother, Fuxi yielded this opportunity to his younger sister, Nüwa.

Fuxi was proficient in Innate Divine Calculation and knew that this Derivation Great Dao Mat concerned Nüwa's opportunity to attain Dao.

Naturally, he would not fight his sister for the thing that would allow her to attain Dao.

Thus, four of the six Great Dao Mats had already found their owners.

For that reason, the Three Thousand Purple Cloud Guests fought even more frantically over the final two Great Dao Mats.

Many had truly been provoked and unleashed deadly ultimate moves.

With the release of a single divine ability, tens of millions of layers of spacetime were annihilated into nothingness.

Quite a few Grand Luo Golden Immortals with shallow cultivation were even forced back into their original forms.

Not only had they lost face, they had also needlessly lost tens of thousands of years of cultivation.

Left with no choice, they withdrew from the contest in disgrace and stood by the palace gates.

If they kept fighting and continued to involve themselves without knowing their own limits, it would likely be the moment of Death and Dao Annihilation.

In truth, no one present was a fool.

Besides the fact that these Great Dao Mats were indeed Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures and exceedingly rare, they also carried a deeper implication.

That was: these Great Dao Mats might very well be related to the opportunity to become a Sage that Sage Hongjun had spoken of.

After all, when Hongjun became a Sage, he had announced to all Sentient Beings that those with fate could come to the Chaos Sea's Purple Cloud Palace to listen to his teachings.

Crossing the Chaos Sea was the first trial. Could the Great Dao Mats within Purple Cloud Palace be the second trial?

It was no wonder so many Purple Cloud Guests were overthinking things.

The information Sage Hongjun had given them simply left too much room for speculation.

And among those who could cultivate to the Grand Luo Golden Immortal realm, which one was an idiot?

If one's mind was not sharper than Bigan's by an extra opening, one would not even know how one died.

How could one speak of an opportunity to attain Dao?

In any case, there was no harm in snatching one first.

It was precisely because of this mindset that the Three Thousand Purple Cloud Guests fought so fiercely and viciously over the Great Dao Mats.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches stared wide-eyed as the many Grand Luo Golden Immortals fought furiously, mana surging and countless divine abilities flying about. They could only watch helplessly.

Though the Ancestral Witches possessed innate great divine abilities, speed was their fatal weakness.

Especially with these endless layers of spacetime inside the Sage's dojo—they were utterly infuriating.

No matter how hard they chased, they could not compare with those Grand Luo Immortals whose escape techniques were peerless and whose divine abilities were vast.

It was not as though the Twelve Ancestral Witches had not considered simply charging straight through.

But how could a Sage's means be so easily overcome?

Often, before they had even broken through the first layer of spacetime, a second layer had already proliferated ahead of them.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were so enraged that they could only sit to one side and sulk.

This feeling of clearly having the strength yet only being able to look without being able to touch was enough to drive the Twelve Ancestral Witches mad.

If this had not possibly been a trial arranged by a Sage, and if this had not been a Sage's dojo, the hot-tempered Twelve Ancestral Witches might have even considered smashing Purple Cloud Palace to pieces.

Fortunately, the Twelve Ancestral Witches no longer had to sulk.

After a brutal round of slaughter and competition, the final two Great Dao Mats had also found their owners.

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