Ancestor Witch of Wind, Rumors Everywhere

Pangu Hall.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches gathered together. Looking at Wangshu's Grudge in the center, every one of them was beaming, eager to storm the heavens at once and demand justice for Wangshu.

Zhurong slammed a fist into the jade platform in the hall. "I've disliked the Demon Clan for a long time!"

Gonggong, too, was itching for action.

Dijiang remained remarkably calm. Looking toward Tianwu, the Ancestor Witch of Wind, he instructed, "Tianwu, spread the news about Wangshu first!"

"No problem!"

As the Ancestor Witch of Wind, Tianwu wielded the Great Dao of Wind. Beyond possessing speed unrivaled in the Primordial World, he was also skilled at using the Great Dao of Wind to transmit information.

Of course, what he enjoyed most was spreading rumors—and eavesdropping on gossip throughout the Primordial World.

This time, upon hearing gossip concerning Wangshu and Xihe, he could no longer contain himself. He was determined to spread the news across the Primordial True Realm!

Before long, word spread throughout the Primordial True Realm that Xihe had joined forces with the Queen Mother of the West to ambush Moon Goddess Wangshu, seize her Moon Authority, and use Wangshu's Companion Spirit Treasure Moon Essence Wheel to sever her Evil Corpse, Changxi.

"Have you heard?"

"The Demon Clan's Empress is actually a vile woman who stabbed her sister in the back! She even joined forces with the Queen Mother of the West to ambush Moon Goddess Wangshu near Mount Kunlun!"

"What?"

"Isn't Xihe the Moon Goddess?"

"No, no, no! Xihe is the Sun Goddess. After stealing Wangshu's authority, she used her Evil Corpse, Changxi, to forcibly seize the Moon God Authority that belonged to Wangshu!"

"Ah?"

"You truly can't judge a person by appearances!"

Tianwu's Great Dao of Wind turned into gusts of breeze, carrying the discussions of Primordial World cultivators and stories concerning Wangshu and Xihe throughout the four seas and Eight Desolations. Even the Four Extremes Land heard of it.

For a time, the entire Primordial World was filled with people badmouthing Xihe and the Queen Mother of the West.

"What Empress of the Demon Clan? What Head of Female Immortals? Aren't they just despicable women who plot against their sisters? I, Fengxinzi, will certainly seek justice for Wangshu!"

"And me! I, Fuyaozi, will definitely expose Xihe's hypocritical facade!"

Tianwu deeply understood the essence of gossip. On one hand, he used blood essence incarnations to stir up public opinion; on the other, he spread news that Wangshu's Grudge had asked the Wu Clan to uphold justice. Xihe and the Queen Mother of the West's reputations completely hit rock bottom, and many cultivators who had once been on good terms with them began keeping their distance.

Even Xuan Yin, far away on Mount Kunlun, heard the news and could not help twitching his lips. "Who said the Wu Clan is nothing but a group of brutes?"

Tianwu's campaign of public opinion instantly pushed Xihe and the Queen Mother of the West into the eye of the storm.

New rumors even began to circulate.

"Do you know why East King Duke fell?"

Amid the gusts of wind, the voice of an unfamiliar cultivator suddenly rang out. "According to insider news, East King Duke was actually secretly set up by the Queen Mother of the West!"

"Solitary Yang Does Not Grow; Solitary Yin Does Not Grow. Since Xihe could harm Wangshu for the Great Dao, why couldn't the Queen Mother of the West make a move against East King Duke?"

"Birds of a feather flock together. Xihe and the Queen Mother of the West are clearly cut from the same cloth!"

"Everyone knows that East King Duke had always pursued the Queen Mother of the West, yet she had always treated him with neither warmth nor coldness!"

"The Queen Mother of the West had also visited East King Duke's Purple Mansion Continent several times. Without her acting as an insider, how could the Demon Clan have so easily broken Purple Mansion Continent's innate formation and killed East King Duke?"

"I'd say the Queen Mother of the West had gotten together with Dijun long ago. Perhaps those twelve little princesses of the Heavenly Court were born to the Queen Mother of the West!"

It had to be said that the rumor-monger's analysis was both logical and well-supported. Even Xuan Yin could not help developing some suspicions toward the Queen Mother of the West and Dijun.

"Hahaha!"

Xuan Shuang, the Water Qilin, burst into laughter. "This is too interesting! I knew Tianwu could spread rumors, but I never expected him to be this good at it!"

Suppressing his amusement, Xuan Yin said solemnly, "I think it's merely passable! At the very least, he hasn't spread rumors that Dijun won over Xihe, Taiyi, Bai Ze, and all those Great Divine Ability Users by selling his looks!"

This Tianwu was certainly a talent!

"That makes sense!"

The breeze beside Xuan Yin suddenly transformed into a creature with a human face, tiger body, eight heads, eight legs, and eight tails. It gave Xuan Yin a thumbs-up.

"Fellow Daoist, your idea is not bad, but now it's mine!"

Tianwu's phantom flashed away. He seemed to have hidden in the shadows from the start, merely to observe how Xuan Yin and the others reacted after hearing the news.

Yet he had not expected Xuan Yin to say something so startling, opening the door to a whole new world for him.

"That was... Tianwu?"

Although Xuan Yin had never met the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he had heard of Tianwu's appearance.

"That's right!"

Yan Lin nodded. "Tianwu loves spreading rumors, then hiding in the shadows to watch living beings gossip!"

Xuan Yin was speechless. "Then why didn't you warn me, Senior Yan Lin?"

If Dijun learned that he had inspired Tianwu to spread rumors about him prostituting himself, would he lead the Demon Clan to attack Mount Kunlun directly?

Xuan Shuang could not help laughing. "Tianwu's cultivation far surpasses ours. If the two of us could discover him so easily, he wouldn't be Tianwu! He would have been beaten to death long ago!"

"Interesting!"

After Tianwu returned to Pangu Hall, he directly told Dijiang and the others of his plan.

Upon hearing it, several Ancestral Witches were instantly dumbfounded, their faces filled with disbelief.

Dijiang even coughed lightly and changed the subject. "We can discuss that matter later! Let us first discuss how to help Fellow Daoist Wangshu seek justice! This time, we must teach the Demon Clan a lesson!"

As the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Dijiang's words carried great weight. After arranging for Xing Tian, Hou Yi, Jiu Feng, and the others to watch over the Wu Clan, he directly led Wangshu's Grudge toward the Nine Heavens.

This time, the Wu Clan came bearing righteousness. They did not conceal themselves along the way, instead allowing Wangshu's Grudge to manifest openly before the world.

For a time, countless gazes converged on the Heavenly Court. Many Great Divine Ability Users watched closely, and the Wu Clan's fortune rose considerably in silence.

"Wangshu!"

Within the Heavenly Court, Empress Xihe's face had turned ashen. She had thought no one knew of this matter, yet she had not expected Wangshu to leave behind a grudge.

Dijun came to her side and comforted her. "Since things have come to this, we can only respond as they come. I also want to see what gives the Wu Clan the nerve to bring Wangshu's Grudge and attack the Heavenly Court directly."

The Demon Clan possessed the Primordial Luo River Formation, whose defenses were unmatched. His brother Taiyi wielded an Innate Supreme Treasure and was known as the number one beneath the Sage.

Moreover, not long ago, they had comprehended the Star Dou Great Formation from the Chaos Bell, though they had yet to prepare the materials needed to set it up.

Otherwise, he would have long led the Demon Clan down to the lower realm to wipe out the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Wu Clan!

Just as Xihe hesitated, Dijiang's voice had already resounded throughout the Primordial True Realm. "Today, our Wu Clan will seek justice for Fellow Daoist Wangshu! Dijun, do not persist in your mistakes. Hand over Xihe at once! Otherwise, do not blame us for showing no mercy and attacking the Heavenly Court directly!"

Boom!

Dijiang's voice fell like World-Opening Divine Thunder, echoing across the four seas and Eight Desolations. It carried boundless momentum, leaving the demons of the Heavenly Court trembling in fear.

"How dare you?"

Dijun was furious. "In a Great Dao Struggle, there is only advance and no retreat. Wangshu's fall was Heaven's Will. Why should the Wu Clan meddle in our affairs?"

Even if Xihe had been in the wrong, as the Heavenly Emperor, he could not possibly hand over his own Empress. Otherwise, how could he retain the dignity to rule the Primordial World?

Now, he could only press forward with his mistake and suppress everything with thunderous force!

As long as he could kill the Twelve Ancestral Witches today, history would be his to rewrite, and Xihe's problem would no longer be a problem.

Unfortunately...

He had imagined things too beautifully!

Before Dijun could act, the Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Wu Clan had already unleashed a heaven-shaking strike.

Boom!

Dijiang and Zhu Jiuyin charged ahead, the Space Great Dao and Time Great Dao evolving into endless time and space. The Great Daos of the other Ancestral Witches merged into them, becoming a torrent of Great Dao that sought to shatter every obstacle before it.

For a time, the Nine Heavens shook. Countless ordinary demons directly became blood mist that filled the void before this terrifying might.

Even the Heavenly Realm's protective grand formation swayed on the verge of collapse beneath this strike containing ultimate destruction!