Witch Clan Takes Control of the Primordial Wilderness, Hongjun Is Stunned

After the Three Pure Ones discovered that by combining their Three Pure Ones Qi, they could break through the innate protective formation of the Thirty-Sixth Grade Creation Green Lotus, they treaded across the waves until they arrived before the lotus.

It was rather peculiar.

The Thirty-Sixth Grade Creation Green Lotus had its red flower, white lotus root, and green lotus leaves all growing together, utterly unlike the other green lotuses of the Primordial Wilderness. It was truly extraordinary.

The more the Three Pure Ones looked at it, the more delighted they became.

Yet as they looked at the seemingly unified green lotus, the three of them found themselves troubled.

How were they supposed to divide up this entire lotus?

Perhaps the green lotus had heard the Three Pure Ones' inner thoughts, or perhaps it was merely a coincidence.

The moment the Three Pure Ones approached it, cracks appeared all over the lotus.

Then it split into three. The red flower transformed into the Coiled Dragon Crutch, the white lotus root into the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, and the green lotus leaf into a Qingping Sword.

Red flower, white lotus root, green lotus leaf—the Three Sects had originally been one family.

The Three Pure Ones came to an understanding upon seeing this.

Laozi took the Coiled Dragon Crutch for himself, Yuanshi stepped forward and took the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, while Tongtian had no choice but to take the last Qingping Sword.

Thus, the foundations for the Three Pure Ones to establish their sects and become Saints were laid.

Within the Chaotic Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun Daozu opened his starry eyes, which seemed capable of devouring the universe and the Primordial Wilderness. Looking at the Three Pure Ones, he nodded to himself and withdrew his hand.

The Thirty-Sixth Grade Creation Green Lotus dividing into the supreme treasures with which the Three Pure Ones would establish their sects was the guidance of the Heavenly Dao, brought about by Hongjun.

"Another portion of karma has been eliminated."

"With two more opportunities, I will be able to completely cast off the karmic shackles of the Heavenly Dao."

"I wonder what other backup plans the Heavenly Dao has?"

Staring at the seemingly eternal void, Hongjun Daozu sneered inwardly.

At the same time, following the end of the Purple Cloud Palace's second lecture, the currents of fate across the Primordial Continent became increasingly unpredictable.

Boundless undercurrents surged, filled with a fog of destiny that obscured the spiritual awareness of all sentient beings.

Strands of Tribulation Qi rose across the Primordial Continent, shrouding all living things.

Those with profound virtue and abundant fortune sensed that something was amiss and retreated into their grotto-heavens early, vanishing from the world.

There were also great powers who believed their divine abilities to be boundless. They roamed the Primordial Continent freely, gathered forces under themselves, and imitated Hongjun Daozu by claiming to be the founding patriarchs of their own sects.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches possessed no innate primordial spirits and could not discern the secrets of heaven. They were already within the tribulation without even realizing it.

With no Immortal Court to restrain them, the Witch Clan's power expanded rapidly, gradually spreading from Buzhou Mountain to every corner of the Primordial Wilderness.

From as far as the Eastern Sea Coast to the farthest reaches of the land, and as high as the Thirty-Three Heavens, members of the Witch Clan could be found everywhere.

They were incomparably powerful for a time.

Yet as the Witch Clan's influence expanded, the living space and resources available to others were compressed.

Some mighty beings could not stand the Witch Clan's reckless expansion and stepped forward to stop them.

But how could they possibly be a match for the Twelve Ancestral Witches?

Before they could even uphold justice, they were hammered apart in the starry sky by the Ancestral Witches.

The other Primordial Powerhouses were left trembling in silence, angry but not daring to speak.

Any one Ancestral Witch alone could rival a quasi-Saint powerhouse.

Although they had never gone to the Purple Cloud Palace to hear the lectures and could not cultivate the Three Corpses Severing method, their physical bodies were invincible.

Moreover, once all twelve brothers and sisters joined together and condensed the Pangu True Body, they could unleash an attack equivalent to that of a Saint.

Under heaven, aside from Hongjun Daozu, who had already become a Saint and resided high above in the Ninth Heaven, who could be a match for the Witch Clan?

Because of this, the Twelve Ancestral Witches became incomparably arrogant. They brazenly declared that they would govern the Primordial Continent, its magnificent rivers and mountains, and its billions of living beings on behalf of Pangu the Father God.

Seeing the Ancestral Witches act with such arrogance, many Primordial Powerhouses banded together for warmth. They also resolved that when the Purple Cloud Palace held its third lecture, they would certainly lodge a complaint with Hongjun Daozu and have him properly rein in these overbearing, vicious, and brutal Ancestral Witches.

On this day, the Twelve Ancestral Witches set up an altar with incense offerings and offered sacrifices from afar to Pangu the Father God. They wished to legitimize the Witch Clan and gain the recognition of the Primordial World, so that they could rightfully and officially govern the endless mountains and rivers of the Primordial Continent.

In doing so, they completely cast Hongjun Daozu aside.

Hongjun Daozu's face within the Chaotic Purple Cloud Palace darkened like the bottom of a pot.

He felt that ever since Taiyi and Dijun had failed to come and listen to the first lecture as the Heavenly Dao had foretold, the course of the Primordial Wilderness had completely gone off the rails.

"Pangu the Father God above, I, Ancestral Witch Dijiang..."

"Pangu the Father God above, I, Ancestral Witch Rushou..."

"Together, we swear to establish the Witch Court and govern the Primordial Wilderness on behalf of Pangu the Father God. May the Heavenly Dao bear witness!"

Rumble!

A Golden Merit Cloud immediately surged forth above the Ninth Heaven.

The Ancestral Witches had established the Witch Court and were the first to form a major force, stirring the Heavenly Dao's response. Thus, it bestowed a Golden Merit Cloud as encouragement.

Seeing that the Heavenly Dao approved and had even bestowed merit, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were overjoyed and expanded even more frantically.

At that moment, Taiyi, who was far away on the Sun Star comprehending the Dao of the laws of reincarnation, life, and death, heard a familiar voice ring out in his mind.

"Ding! It has been detected that the Twelve Ancestral Witches have established the Witch Court and wish to govern the Primordial Wilderness on behalf of Pangu the Father God. At this important point in time, please make the correct choice in accordance with the Homebody Choice System."

"Choice One: Immediately leave seclusion and head to Buzhou Mountain. Pay respects to the Twelve Ancestral Witches and become a member of the Witch Court. Reward: one of the ten top-grade Primordial Spiritual Roots, the Primordial Ren Water Peach Tree."

"Choice Two: Remain stealthily on the Sun Star and stay put. Resolve to become a supreme master of the Path of Stealth. Reward: the Northern Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag."

"Choice Three: Leave the Sun Star, travel the Primordial Continent, make many friends, and establish the Demon Court. Reward: one strand of Primordial Violet Qi."

Hearing the system's choices, Taiyi was somewhat taken aback.

Since when was the Witch Clan going to establish the Witch Court?

This was not how the script was supposed to go!

But when he thought of how he and his Elder Brother Dijun had remained safely secluded in their palace, changing the general course of the Primordial Wilderness, Taiyi was no longer surprised.

"Interesting. I wonder who Hongjun Daozu will have contend against the Witch Clan later?"

"A one-man show without opponents, with too few Innate Saints dying—would the Heavenly Dao really be satisfied with that?"

"In that case, Hongjun Daozu's karma will be difficult to eliminate in the end."

As though he could already see Hongjun Daozu's darkened expression, Taiyi chuckled before turning his attention to the three choices before him.

Taiyi dismissed the first and third choices without a second thought.

Although the Primordial Ren Water Peach Tree, one of the ten top-grade Primordial Spiritual Roots, and a strand of Primordial Violet Qi greatly tempted Taiyi,

since he intended to be a homebody, he had to carry it through to the end.

Besides, having knowledge of later history, Taiyi knew full well the drawbacks of Primordial Violet Qi.

Fusing with Primordial Violet Qi meant entrusting one's true spirit to the Heavenly Dao, placing one's life and death in another's hands.

And possessing Primordial Violet Qi did not mean one would definitely become a Saint.

Take Red Cloud Hermit, whose blessings and virtue ran deep. After the third lecture, he was granted a strand of Primordial Violet Qi, yet on his way home, he was still besieged by Kunpeng Ancestor and Nether River Ancestor, ultimately reduced to ashes.

Furthermore, Taiyi had already obtained one of the Five Directional Flags and tasted its benefits. He would not give up any chance to collect the other Five Directional Flags.

"I just wonder how much insight into the Great Dao of the Law of Water this Northern Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag can bring me?"

Taiyi looked at the second choice, a contemplative expression appearing on his face.

Then, without the slightest hesitation, he silently recited in his heart.

"System, I choose Two."

At once, a black triangular flag appeared in Taiyi's hand.