Purple Sky Palace.
A thousand auspicious rays gleamed, and the Dao Sound drifted softly through the air.
Three Thousand Innate Gods gathered in the chaos, seeking Heavenly Dao Opportunity.
Before the palace gates, some discussed the Dao while others rested with their eyes closed.
Old Master Taiqing, Jade Pure Yuanshi, and Upper Pure Tongtian.
The three had been formed from Great God Pangu's Primordial Spirit. Their origins far surpassed those of the Innate Deities present, and the Great Dao Merit Golden Wheels shimmering behind them made them especially conspicuous.
Innate Great Powers such as Zhen Yuanzi, Ancestor Hong Yun, and Old Ancestor Kunpeng all gathered around the Three Pure Ones, discussing and confirming the Dao with one another.
Nuwa's eyes were as clear as autumn water, her black hair cascading like a waterfall. She had an elegant, otherworldly air and was as gentle as jade.
Many male immortals were captivated by her.
But when they sensed that Nuwa was a Mid-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal and saw the coldness in Fuxi's eyes, they all looked away, feeling a chill run down their backs.
A graceful lady was a worthy match for a gentleman!
Although romance between men and women was uncommon in the Primordial Wilderness, finding a powerful Dao Companion was something everyone tacitly sought.
Unless they were close friends like Zhen Yuanzi and Ancestor Hong Yun, who had no need to enter the Mortal World and find a Dao Companion to protect them on their path.
Before the Purple Sky Palace.
Two other female immortals also drew attention: the Taiyin Star Gods Xihe and Changxi.
The sisters looked as though they had been carved from the same mold. Dressed in plain-colored robes, they were graceful and so beautiful they could outshine the moon and shame the flowers.
Xihe was full-figured and lovely, with picturesque features, a slender waist, and a proud bosom. Every gesture of hers was enchanting.
Changxi, by contrast, had a cool, aloof air and a somewhat slender figure. Yet her chilly demeanor stirred a protective tenderness in others, making them want to win her over completely.
The sisters' appeal even surpassed Nuwa's.
Divine music drifted like a silken thread, and auspicious clouds rolled overhead.
Crash!
The calm before the Purple Sky Palace was shattered.
Baleful energy surged into the heavens, Chaos Qi Flow Shaking rocked the area, and Space Turbulence ran rampant.
Twelve figures emerged from the void.
Their bodies towered hundreds of millions of feet high, looking down on the Heaven and Earth Beings. With nothing but their physical strength, they could withstand the erosion of the power of chaos.
"Greetings, fellow Daoists. We are of the Pangu Orthodox Lineage!"
Suddenly!
The Space Ancestral Witch withdrew his Ancestral Witch True Body, shrinking to a few yards tall before clasping his hands in greeting to everyone.
The other Ancestral Witches also withdrew their powers, each with a different expression.
Even so, the Twelve Ancestral Witches' imposing presence sent waves surging through the crowd before the Purple Sky Palace.
"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, don't provoke the Twelve Ancestral Witches. They're beyond what either of us can handle. Even with the Power of the Earth Book, I could at best fight Dijiang to a draw!"
"The Twelve Ancestral Witches claim to be the Pangu Orthodox Lineage. They were formed from Pangu's Blood Essence, created the Wu Race, and occupy Buzhou Mountain in the Central Land. They disrespect Heavenly Dao and revere only Pangu!"
Zhen Yuanzi spoke gravely.
His words made the Innate Great Powers present uneasy.
How terrifying!
The Primordial Wilderness was vast, and they naturally knew little about the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
"Fellow Daoist, I do have some sense!"
Ancestor Hong Yun patted Zhen Yuanzi on the shoulder and gave him a reassuring look.
He had spent countless years doing good deeds, Plotting for Heavenly Dao Merit and accruing no small amount of Karmic Retribution, but he still knew who not to provoke.
Among those present, probably only the Three Pure Ones had the strength to stand against the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
After all, Old Master Taiqing was a Late-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, a whole level above everyone else.
Among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, only Dijiang, Zhu Jiuyin, and Houtu had reached the Mid-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal level. The rest were all Early-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals.
"I am the Fire Ancestor Witch! All of you, get out of my way!"
Zhu Rong had a short temper. Together with Water Ancestor Witch Gong Gong, he used their formidable bodies to shove aside the Innate Deities before them, trying to make a place at the front for the other Ancestral Witches.
This only made the Twelve Ancestral Witches more irritating to everyone.
The Wu Race was too overbearing!
"You feathered bird! I'm talking to you!"
"Get out of my way!"
In the confusion, Zhu Rong swung a palm toward Eastern Emperor Taiyi's head.
Rumble!
Fierce True Sun Fire raged. The Chaos Bell burst with azure light and slammed into Zhu Rong's right arm.
Crack!
His arm suffered a compound fracture, and Sun Divine Fire began eating away at it.
Fortunately, Zhu Rong reacted quickly and shielded himself with the Flame Law, narrowly avoiding being burned to ashes.
Even as the Fire Ancestor Witch, he was no match for Eastern Emperor Taiyi's True Sun Fire.
"The Innate Supreme Treasure Chaos Bell—is it really in his hands?"
At that moment!
Grand Pure Ancestor's eyes sharpened as he fixed his gaze on the ancient bell in Eastern Emperor Taiyi's hand.
The Chaos Bell was ancient bronze in color, filled with Mysterious Yellow Qi. It had been formed from a fragment of the Pangu Axe when Pangu created the world, and was a supreme treasure capable of both offense and defense.
The Sun, Moon, and Stars and Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water circled its exterior.
Mountains and rivers, along with the Myriad Races of the Primordial World, appeared within it.
Five-Colored Radiance illuminated the heavens, while Chaos Sacred Might shook the universe.
It was infinitely profound and wondrous, capable of binding time and suppressing space.
"The Wu Race truly is a bunch of brutish, shameless fools, ignorant of Heavenly Dao and crude beyond measure. You call yourselves the Pangu Orthodox Lineage? Aren't you afraid the wind will make you bite your tongues?"
"If anyone can claim the Pangu Orthodox Lineage, it's the Three Pure Ones, who were formed from Pangu's Primordial Spirit. Don't their origins surpass those of you Twelve Ancestral Witches?"
"My younger brother Taiyi and I, Dijun, were born from Pangu's left eye. Surely we can claim to be of the Pangu Orthodox Lineage too!"
Dijun wore a golden imperial robe and looked imposing as he stepped in to stop Eastern Emperor Taiyi from attacking.
Given the Yao Race's strength at present, it would be unwise to fall out with the Wu Race.
Besides, the Purple Sky Palace was a Sage's sanctum. If they started a fight here and blood was spilled, the situation might become impossible to control.
Behind Dijun, the Ten Great Yao Saints glared fiercely, ready to fight at a moment's notice.
Bai Ze, Ji Meng, Gui Che, and the others were subordinates recruited by Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi. They were called Yao Saints, and their cultivation was naturally at the Grand Unity Golden Immortal level.
The air grew tense, murderous intent spreading in every direction.
Everyone discreetly retreated, leaving the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Yao Race's great powers room to face off.
A great battle was on the verge of breaking out!
"Anyone who insults Pangu Father God dies!"
"Only our Wu Race is of the Pangu Orthodox Lineage in the Primordial Wilderness. The rest of you are nothing but ants. Gong Gong, will you dare fight me?"
Another hothead!
With tremendous force, Gong Gong brought out the Water God Halberd and prepared to attack Dijun.
In his eyes, Pangu had created the world, so everything in the Primordial World belonged to the Wu Race.
Even the Chaos Bell in Eastern Emperor Taiyi's hands belonged to the Wu Race!
"The Three Pure Ones of Kunlun Mountain inherited Pangu's Primordial Spirit, possess Great Dao Merit, and enjoy Supreme Destiny. Naturally, we are of the Pangu Orthodox Lineage. If the Wu Race insists on acting this way, then you are disgracing Pangu!"
"From where I stand, the Wu Race uses the name of the Pangu Orthodox Lineage as an excuse to dominate the Primordial Wilderness and plunge the Heaven and Earth Beings into mortal peril!"
"Fellow Daoist Dijun, go beat them up! The Three Pure Ones support you!"
Jade Pure Yuanshi became the Primordial Wilderness's most relentless heckler, instantly exposing the Wu Race's ambitions and dragging them toward ruin.
In truth, the Three Pure Ones didn't care much about the title of Pangu Orthodox Lineage. As long as they continued to possess Great Dao Merit and the vital energy from Pangu's creation of the world, that was enough.
Risking their lives in a bloody battle over a mere title wasn't worth it!
Of course, he also looked down on Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi.
He, Jade Pure Yuanshi, disdained associating with creatures covered in feathers and scales.
Though the Golden Crow Brothers were powerful and had many spiritual treasures, Jade Pure Yuanshi still looked down on those two mixed-feathered birds.
Actually, Old Ancestor Kunpeng counted as one too!
"Yuanshi is right. The Three Pure Ones support you both!"
Old Master Taiqing's lips curled slightly.
It seemed his younger brother wasn't so foolish after all.
At the same time, he held back Upper Pure Tongtian, who was eager to join the fight, and slapped him hard on the arm a few times.
Moral support was enough. There was no need to get hurt!
All Three Thousand Innate Gods saw what he did.
There was a bad egg in the crowd!
"Thank you, fellow Daoists of the Three Pure Ones!"
Dijun thanked Old Master Taiqing with cupped hands, though his smile didn't reach his eyes. That man was full of schemes.
He had originally wanted to recruit the Three Pure Ones of Kunlun Mountain into the Yao Race's camp. Now it seemed he'd been rash. No one who reached the heights of an Innate Great Power was foolish!
At that moment, Dijun was utterly conflicted.
Should he start a fight?
"Our Wu Race disrespects Heavenly Dao and reveres only Pangu. We are the true Pangu lineage and the rightful rulers of the world!"
"Stop spreading falsehoods. Otherwise, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"
"If this weren't a Sage's sanctum, I, Dijiang, would certainly have sparred with Fellow Daoist Dijun. But Dao Ancestor Hongjun is about to expound the Dao, and we Twelve Ancestral Witches have no interest in competing with you."
Space Law shimmered in Dijiang's hands as he forcibly suppressed the agitated Zhu Rong and Gong Gong.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches withdrew their powers and stood before the Three Thousand Innate Gods before sitting down cross-legged.
The Wu Race still lacked the strength to sweep across the Primordial Wilderness. They needed to bide their time and avoid becoming targets in the eyes of the Innate Deities over some moment of rashness.
That would be a terrible bargain!
And so, a great battle ended before it had even begun.
Meanwhile, in the chaos, Dong Wanggong and West Queen Mother arrived late, exchanging words of affection!
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