Chu Xuan looked at the huge ball of demonic cloud in his hand, where Demonic Law Fragments at the Quasi-Saint level faintly fluttered within, and finally nodded in satisfaction.
Very well, with a certain amount of Quasi-Saint-level demonic law, the problem would be much simpler.
This time, I will not only send down tribulations for beings below the Golden Immortal level of Great Luo, but I will also send down tribulations for Great Luo Golden Immortals!
Even Quasi-Saints shall not escape this kind of cage!
Chu Xuan felt somewhat joyful in his heart, even feeling his blood boil.
He finally understood why those ancient strategists liked to devise strategies at every turn.
It was simply because the feeling of stirring up a storm with a single thought, where even experts stronger than oneself could only end up as chess pieces, was too mesmerizing.
Not to mention the various benefits one could gain.
Chu Xuan called a halt to Ancestral Shaman Houtu, who was still gathering demonic Qi, and spoke to her.
"It is almost time!"
"Next, we shall prepare to return to the Wu Clan, and by the way, push forward the Saint Position Struggle!"
"Although this plan was just something I did casually on a whim, I never expected it to cause such a huge commotion, and the effect it brought is far better than I imagined!"
"It seems there is still room to intervene!"
However, although Chu Xuan was happy, Houtu felt a shock in her heart.
One had to know that although they had been gathering demonic Qi over these years, their attention to the chaotic situation in the Primordial Wilderness had never stopped.
During these days, countless Great Divine Ability Users had clashed in conquest, and numerous Great Luo Golden Immortals had met their doom with lingering regrets.
The past thousand years had completely detonated the Primordial Wilderness.
Even many beings below the Great Luo Golden Immortal level had learned of this battle for the Cushion contention.
The Demon Heavenly Court, Kunlun, the Sea of Blood, North Sea, and even the lands of the Four Seas, the Undying Volcano, and the former Three Races had all reared their heads.
Quasi-Saints had struck across the air, and Eastern Emperor Taiyi even had to drag his injured body to battle others.
Among the Four Seas, peerless old dragons even met the charge at the critical moment to protect Zhunti and Jieyin.
Even though the Wu Clan was so powerful and posed not too much threat, they had still suffered attacks because they protected Nuwa.
Clearly, the past thousand years of time was merely the blink of an eye to countless Primordial Wilderness beings.
Yet the degree of excitement and tragedy surpassed who knew how many past epochs.
Within these thousand years, although no 'Saint Position' had changed hands yet, more than one Great Luo Golden Immortal had already perished.
Quasi-Saints were bleeding.
Yet such a situation was merely something Chu Xuan had done casually.
Then what on earth counted as a serious plan!
Was this move of gathering demonic Qi for the past several centuries it?
Houtu increasingly felt that Chu Xuan's subsequent plan would target Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
Otherwise, it was not enough to explain why Chu Xuan took it so to heart.
One had to know that those previous plans had been derived after only slight consideration by Chu Xuan.
Houtu was filled with worry, even forgetting that Chu Xuan was pulling her along to tear through space and travel.
Or rather, over the past thousand years, Chu Xuan frequently came over to freeloading protection and touched her at every turn, causing Houtu to gradually grow somewhat accustomed to it.
Houtu, who did not realize that Chu Xuan was taking advantage of her, endured for a long time and finally could not help probing a little.
"What does little brother plan to do next?"
Chu Xuan naturally knew what Houtu was talking about, but this matter could not be mentioned just yet.
He gave an irrelevant answer, or rather, answered from another perspective.
"Naturally, it is to add fuel to the current Saint Position Struggle!"
"There are only two thousand years left until the Dao lecture, and in another thousand years, the various Great Divine Ability Users will have to enter chaos and embark on the journey toward Zixiao Palace, even if they are unwilling!"
"Yet currently, not even a single Great Divine Ability User has fallen, and not a single Saint Position has changed hands!"
"It is utterly preposterous!"
"I am going to personally make a move, push the plan forward, and send down tribulations for the Gods!"
He was not entirely changing the subject, but genuinely had this thought.
If the plan he spearheaded did not result in a single Saint Position changing hands, wouldn't they be looking down on him too much?
Furthermore, he was going to ruthlessly slap Hongjun in the face next; what was wrong with changing a Saint Position first to test the waters?
Chu Xuan's gaze was unimaginably bright, and his enthusiastic appearance instantly diverted Houtu's worry about the future to the present.
What, he was going to continue pushing forward!
He wanted to make Great Divine Ability Users perish and Saint Positions change hands?
Fine, this matter was definitely not small either.
Houtu instantly placed her focus right in front of her eyes.
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Chapter Thirty: Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Sha Formation! Chu Xuan Scolds the Ancestral Shaman! (Begging for flowers, begging for monthly votes)
After a lapse of nearly a thousand years, Chu Xuan returned to the Wu Clan once again. Looking at the hinterland of the Wu Clan, which was obviously much more heavily guarded, he also nodded inwardly.
Gathering twenty or thirty Great Witches to garrison the vicinity clearly showed that attacks against the Wu Clan had not been few during this period.
Even the Wu Clan was like this, let alone other beings.
No matter what, Nuwa and Fuxi within the hinterland had to accept this piece of karma.
Even if they knew very well that all of this was most likely manipulated by the Wu Clan behind the scenes.
Chu Xuan brought Houtu to bypass a conspicuously newly established immortal cave within the hinterland, not going out to meet Fuxi and Nuwa.
Instead, he went straight into the realm of Pangu Great Hall.
The many surrounding Great Witches almost instantly sensed something, and even though Chu Xuan had hidden himself quite well, they still looked toward Chu Xuan.
Fortunately, Houtu appeared in a timely manner, and the many Great Witches quieted down.
"To think they can discover our presence! Even though I haven't stimulated Pangu Essence Blood, I shouldn't drop to this extent!"
Chu Xuan was somewhat surprised.
One had to know that as an Ancestral Shaman now, even as an early-stage Great Witch, his grasp of laws was far more profound than these middle and late-stage Great Witches of the Wu Clan.
Added to the fact that he was also the Heavenly Tribulation Dao Venerable, blessed by dual Dao foundations, he shouldn't have been easily detected even when casually hiding.
A trace of doubt also flashed in Houtu's eyes.
She felt that the surrounding Great Witches were obviously somewhat abnormal.
"It seems to be a formation!"
"Could it be..."
Chu Xuan spoke, deducing with Ancestral Shaman Essence Blood, and faintly sensed a wave of familiarity.
Suddenly, he arrived at an unexpected guess.
His heart shook.
A formation—how could the Wu Clan, who possessed no primordial spirits, be brilliant at formations? Moreover, the only formation in Chu Xuan's mind that could amplify Great Witches, and even the Wu Clan's prowess, was just one.
The legendary Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Sha Formation!
It could summon the Pangu Shadow, a true Saint-level means.
"These fellows wouldn't have actually conjured this thing up while I was away, would they?"
Chu Xuan was rarely tempted somewhat and walked even faster toward Pangu Hall.
That was a true Saint-level means. If the Wu Clan could pull it off at this stage, his subsequent actions could truly become much bolder.
Chu Xuan pulled Houtu along as they traversed all the way, heading straight into Pangu Great Hall.
Almost the moment they entered.
Chu Xuan sensed a terrifying aura operating within Pangu Great Hall.
Eleven boundless divine physiques, each measuring hundreds of millions of yards tall, linked together into a whole. Vaguely, it seemed as if a corner was missing, and the aura was uneven.
Yet merely standing tall there, they were already terrifying to the extreme.
It was as if a patch of chaotic dark-mysterious hue shrouded those divine physiques, about to gestate some kind of terrifying existence.
"Good formation!"
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