Melee

At this time, Tongtian was not yet the Tongtian Sect Master he would become.

Among the Sanqing, his presence had always been the weakest. It wasn't that his strength was lacking, but rather that he respected his elder brothers, Laozi and Yuanshi.

He rarely showed himself.

When Yuanshi was injured, he could no longer hold back and directly intervened.

A brilliant sword energy slashed out, heading straight for Donghuang Taiyi's head.

Xuanyuan nodded. Tongtian was a loyal person.

Watching Yuanshi and Tongtian battle Donghuang Taiyi, Xuanyuan felt a surge of satisfaction. Let them fight, let them fight! The bigger the commotion, the better.

A dogfight, ending in a mess!

No matter who won or lost in the end, this feud was now irreconcilable.

At this moment, Donghuang Taiyi was controlling the Chaos Bell to fight Yuanshi. Tongtian's sudden intervention threw him into a flurry, putting him in perilous situations.

Dijun had initially intended to explain and mend relations with the Sanqing, Jieyin, and Zhunti. However, with Donghuang Taiyi in danger, he was forced to participate passively.

Dijun did not actively attack Tongtian, merely summoning the River Diagram and Luo Book to protect himself and Donghuang Taiyi.

He shouted, "Don't be rash, let's talk this out properly!"

"What's there to talk about? Let's fight first!"

"Yuanshi, fellow Daoist Tongtian, we two will help you!"

Jieyin and Zhunti directly fanned the flames, giving Dijun no chance to argue. They unleashed the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree and the Six Roots Pure Bamboo, two Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures, and joined the fray.

Both were shrewd individuals, well aware that even if they didn't intervene, Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi were no match for the Sanqing.

It was a guaranteed victory with little risk. Not only could they gain favor with the Sanqing, but they also had an opportunity to fish in troubled waters and perhaps gain some benefits in the end.

Naturally, there was no reason not to act.

"Alas!"

Taiqing Laozi sighed. With outsiders like Jieyin and Zhunti stepping in to help, he, as the head of the Sanqing, could hardly stand by idly.

He also summoned the Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Pagoda and joined the battle.

Instantly, the Sanqing, Jieyin, Zhunti, Dijun, and Donghuang Taiyi—seven Daluo Golden Immortal realm powerhouses—clashed in a chaotic melee.

Each of them wielded powerful Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures, and for a time, the battle raged as if heaven and earth were dark.

Outside the battlefield, Nuwa, Fuxi, Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, and others watched in stunned silence.

They had stayed behind precisely to watch the show.

They had initially expected these people to join forces and make things difficult for Xuanyuan and the Ancestor Witches, perhaps engaging in a verbal dispute or demanding the treasures Xuanyuan had taken earlier.

They never imagined that with just a few words from Xuanyuan, these individuals would turn on each other and erupt into a full-blown fight.

This was happening just outside Zixiao Palace, a Saint's dojo.

Hongjun, the Dao Ancestor, the sole Heavenly Dao Saint of the Primordial World, was within Zixiao Palace.

After the first sermon, everyone had witnessed the power of a Saint. Even though they had all advanced to the Daluo Golden Immortal realm now, in the eyes of a Saint, they were no different from ants!

Weren't they afraid of incurring a Saint's wrath?

While they were merely spectators, Nether Patriarch, Kunpeng, East Duke, and others were stirring with intent.

However, the focus of their attention was not the seven fighting fiercely—the Sanqing, Dijun, and Donghuang Taiyi—but Xuanyuan and the Twelve Ancestor Witches.

They had not forgotten that Xuanyuan possessed the Taiji Diagram, a Supreme Grade Innate Supreme Treasure.

Rather than wading into the mess between the Sanqing and Dijun's factions, it would be more practical to seize the opportunity to take down Xuanyuan and the Twelve Ancestor Witches and snatch the Taiji Diagram.

Nether Patriarch, in particular, had set his sights on the Taiji Diagram three thousand years ago, outside Zixiao Palace.

But at that time, the Witch Clan was powerful. Even the Sanqing, Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, and others had been suppressed and suffered greatly at the hands of the Witch Clan.

Now, things were different.

After three thousand years of listening to the Dao, all of them had advanced to the Daluo Golden Immortal realm, while Xuanyuan and the Twelve Ancestor Witches remained at the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm.

The scene of the Witch Clan's dominance three thousand years ago would not happen again.

Seeing that the battle was in full swing and would not end anytime soon, Nether Patriarch could no longer restrain himself. He flew directly above the Witch Clan and their companions, looking down at Xuanyuan with a sinister chuckle. "Xuanyuan, I never thought you'd have a day like this!"

"Hand over the Taiji Diagram, and don't make this old ancestor act personally!"

"Nether Patriarch, do you think you can swallow the Taiji Diagram alone? Have you asked me, Kunpeng?"

Kunpeng's figure flickered, instantly blocking Nether Patriarch.

"I also have my eye on the Taiji Diagram. I hope you two don't mind!"

East Duke moved forward, a hypocritical smile on his face, forming a three-way standoff with Nether Patriarch and Kunpeng, neither giving way.

In their view, Xuanyuan and the Twelve Ancestor Witches, being only at the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, were not a threat.

The real rivals were among themselves if they wanted to snatch the Taiji Diagram.

The three openly kicked a man while he was down, wanting to snatch the Taiji Diagram from Xuanyuan's hands. The onlookers watched with varied expressions.

Some wanted to take advantage of the situation, while others disdained the trio of Nether Patriarch, Kunpeng, and East Duke.

Nuwa's delicate brows furrowed slightly. She asked Fuxi, "Brother, should we help?"

She felt indebted to Xuanyuan for giving up his seat for her in Zixiao Palace and wanted to assist him.

Fuxi shook his head slightly. "Let's not get involved yet. Let's see what happens."

"But in Zixiao Palace, Xuanyuan gave me his futon. It doesn't seem right to stand by and do nothing!"

"The futon was exchanged for a Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, so we don't owe Xuanyuan anything. Nether Patriarch, Kunpeng, and East Duke are all Daluo Golden Immortal powerhouses, not to mention those who are itching to join in. Although my sister and I are also at the Daluo Golden Immortal realm and our strength is not inferior to theirs, offending so many powerful figures for Xuanyuan isn't worth it!"

Fuxi analyzed quickly. Seeing his sister's displeased expression, he smiled and comforted her, "Let's observe the situation further. We'll make our move at the critical moment!"

"Alright!" Nuwa replied with a hum. Her attention remained fixed on Xuanyuan, clearly making her own decision.

Beside the siblings, Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun were also conversing.

Ancestor Hongyun's face showed a pained expression. He whispered to Zhen Yuanzi, "Fellow Daoist, should we go and help Xuanyuan?"

Zhen Yuanzi snorted coldly, displeased. "Old friend Hongyun, I see your Good Samaritan tendencies are acting up again."

"Don't forget how that fellow Xuanyuan tricked you three thousand years ago. Also, in Zixiao Palace, I wanted to exchange two Innate Spiritual Treasures and twenty Ginseng Fruits to get a futon for you, but Xuanyuan refused. Instead, he only took two Innate Spiritual Treasures and gave the last futon to Jieyin and Zhunti!"

Zhen Yuanzi had been holding a grudge about this matter.

He wasn't unable to afford the spiritual treasures. Why did Xuanyuan look down on him and refuse to give him the futon?

Now, he was a million times unwilling to help Xuanyuan.

Hongyun smiled innocently. "I think Xuanyuan and the Twelve Ancestor Witches are not as simple as they appear on the surface. They must have some backing. If we help, it will also be a good deed!"

Hongyun left one thing unsaid: although he couldn't see through Xuanyuan, the acting of the Twelve Ancestor Witches was too clumsy. They showed no fear at all.

All they displayed was anger.

The Ancestor Witches rarely appeared in the Primordial World, and no one knew their true background.

However, they were born from the essence blood of Great God Pangu. As the Pangu Orthodox, they were on par with the Sanqing. How could they be simple beings?

The Sanqing, Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, as well as Nether Patriarch, Kunpeng Patriarch, East Duke, and others, all believed that the Ancestor Witches had not yet broken through to the Daluo Golden Immortal realm and were merely minor Taiyi Golden Immortals. They posed no threat to them and didn't take Xuanyuan and the others seriously.

But Hongyun saw clearly. Three thousand years ago, Xuanyuan and the others instantly subdued Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi, displaying immense power. Even though he had now broken through to the Daluo Golden Immortal realm, he still had a sense of illusion, feeling no stronger than Xuanyuan and the others were three thousand years ago.

Among the many powerhouses present, perhaps only Hongyun felt that Xuanyuan and the others were hiding their strength.

Therefore, it can be said that honest people should not be provoked. They are merely honest, not foolish. Sometimes, they are even smarter than those who appear shrewd.