Space Law

Everyone has their own agenda!

Xuan Yuan didn't care about this.

He looked up at Nether Patriarch, Kunpeng Patriarch, and East Duke, frowned slightly, then waved his hand. Powerful Space Law energy surged out, instantly knocking the three down to the ground.

He didn't want to reveal too much of his strength, but he also wouldn't let the three stand above his head, forcing him to crane his neck to speak.

It was exhausting!

Besides, while playing the underdog was good, constantly showing weakness would only make people think the Witch Clan was feeble and could be bullied at will.

Anyone would dare to provoke them, and dealing with them would be troublesome.

Displaying a portion of his strength appropriately would also instill fear in those with ulterior motives.

Nether Patriarch, Kunpeng, and East Duke fell to the ground, stunned and bewildered.

"Space Law, it's actually Space Law?"

"The Witch Clan only cultivates the physical body and not the primordial spirit, how can they master the power of Law?"

All three had grim expressions, filled with apprehension towards Xuan Yuan.

Only by breaking through to the Daluo Golden Immortal realm could one attempt to comprehend the power of Law.

They had just broken through and only had a vague understanding of Law, not yet having begun to comprehend it.

Yet, they never expected that the barbaric Witch Clan member, whom they had always overlooked and disdained, had actually mastered such powerful Law, and it was the formidable Space Law at that.

Because Xuan Yuan had unexpectedly reincarnated into the Primordial World, and under his deliberate influence, Dijiang and the other Twelve Ancestor Witches rarely appeared on the Primordial World, and even less so engaged in conflict.

Even in the few battles they had with Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, and the Demon Clan, they only displayed their powerful physical strength and never used the power of Law.

As a result, to this day, no one in the entire Primordial World knew that besides their formidable physical bodies, the Ancestor Witches were born with the innate mastery of a Law.

"It was you!"

Nether Patriarch seemed to sense something, pointing at Xuan Yuan, and exclaimed, "Three thousand years ago, outside Zixiao Palace, that wasn't the Dao Ancestor's test, you were behind it!"

Reminded by Nether Patriarch, everyone finally reacted.

Even Sanqing, Dijun, and others who were fighting stopped.

They all glared fiercely at Xuan Yuan.

Especially Sanqing, their gazes towards Xuan Yuan were even more menacing.

They hadn't forgotten that three thousand years ago, when Zixiao Palace opened, a spatial Law blocked their path. They used all their might but couldn't enter.

It was only when the Dao Ancestor spoke that they were finally able to enter Zixiao Palace, only to find that the six futons on the main hall were all occupied by Xuan Yuan and the others.

In the end, they had to exchange Innate Spiritual Treasures out of their own pockets for the futons.

They had originally thought it was Hongjun Dao Ancestor's test for his disciples, but now it seemed that Xuan Yuan was the one behind it all.

Jieyin and Zhunti didn't know about this, but their gazes towards Xuan Yuan were also unfriendly.

They had also paid Innate Spiritual Treasures.

And more than Sanqing and Nuwa, a full two top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures, and in the end, they only got one futon.

For three thousand years, the two brothers had sat on one futon, feeling extremely awkward and uncomfortable.

So it turned out that all of this was thanks to this guy, Xuan Yuan.

Sanqing, Jieyin, and Zhunti ignored Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi and all rushed in front of Xuan Yuan and the others, looking like they were there for revenge.

Xuan Yuan quietly glanced at Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi, and found that the two were now ragged, bruised, and swollen, like two dead dogs, lying on the ground.

The River Diagram and Luo Book, and the Chaos Bell, these two incredibly powerful magical treasures, lay beside them, their brilliance dimmed.

They looked utterly pathetic.

"Heh heh!"

Xuan Yuan couldn't help but laugh out loud, feeling incredibly satisfied.

This was the consequence of offending me. I didn't even have to act personally; I just needed to open my mouth and put on a show, and you all ended up in such a sorry state.

"Xuan Yuan, you still have the nerve to laugh."

Yuanshi glared fiercely at Xuan Yuan, his eyes filled with malice.

They had already inquired.

Their treasures were not on those two foolish birds, Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi. Hongjun had indeed helped them get back the River Diagram and Luo Book and the Chaos Bell.

However, it wasn't a free exchange; he had traded five top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures with Xuan Yuan.

Adding the six top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures they had used to exchange for futons with Xuan Yuan, and Xuan Yuan's original Taiji Diagram.

Xuan Yuan alone possessed at least eleven powerful Innate Spiritual Treasures.

No, there was one more. During the Dao Ancestor's sermon, Xuan Yuan had produced an Enlightenment Chair, a top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, to help the Twelve Ancestor Witches comprehend the Dao.

Calculating this way, Xuan Yuan possessed at least twelve powerful Innate Spiritual Treasures.

Twelve of them!

The three of them, Sanqing, were born with extraordinary origins and possessed immense power. They had roamed the Primordial World for countless years, yet the number of top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures they had collected was still less than what Xuanyuan possessed.

It was truly enviable.

"Laugh if you want to!"

Xuanyuan looked at Yuanshi with disdain and said, "What, you want to control whether I cry or laugh?"

Yuanshi's face darkened, and he coldly shouted, "Do you want to die?"

"What, you want to make a move on me?"

Xuanyuan looked at Yuanshi with a smile, "It's not that I look down on you, but the three of you, Sanqing, plus the two bald donkeys Jieyin and Zhunti, five against two, and you've been fighting for so long without completely subduing Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi, two bird-brained fellows. Your strength is just that, don't think too highly of yourselves."

"You..."

Yuanshi was so angered that he was about to make a move on Xuanyuan.

"Second brother, calm yourself!"

Taiqing Laozi stopped Yuanshi and looked at Xuanyuan with a calm expression, "For the sake of being fellow Pangu Orthodox, I will not make things difficult for you. Hand over the spiritual treasures on your person and leave on your own!"

He did not want to attack Xuanyuan and the other Ancestor Witches. Regardless, they were all Pangu Orthodox. If they were to fight, it would only make them a laughingstock to others.

Zixiao Palace was, after all, the Dao field of a Saint. They had already fought with Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi.

If they were to attack the Ancestor Witches again, it would leave Hongjun Dao Ancestor with a bad impression of being competitive and bullying the weak.

"High-sounding words, but in the end, you still want my treasures, don't you?"

Xuanyuan's smile did not diminish. Facing the powerful cultivators of the Daluo Golden Immortal realm, including Sanqing, he spoke with ease, "I don't steal or rob. Every treasure was obtained through my own abilities. You want me to leave my treasures with just a word, aren't you being too shameless?"

Taiqing Laozi reached out and stroked his beard, also smiling, "That's where you're wrong. The Qiankun Diagram, the Taiji Talisman Seal, the Golden Phoenix Hairpin – these were originally our Sanqing's treasures. You took them by trickery and have occupied them for three thousand years. Shouldn't they be returned to their rightful owners?"

"Taiqing, our brothers are right. You old fellow are truly shameless. The Qiankun Diagram, the Taiji Talisman Seal, and the Golden Phoenix Hairpin were exchanged for by our brothers with cushions. It was a willing transaction, yet you claim it was robbery?"

"And Pangu Orthodox? We are ashamed to be associated with you!"