Primordial Era: The Dao Wasn't Finished Yet, and the Ancestor Witches Had Already Become Saints

Yet if you wanted to snatch a treasure, you should have just come out and snatched it directly.

Did you really need to scare people?

Good grief!

It gave us quite a start right off the bat!

Li Hao looked the three of them over, and an answer instantly formed in his heart.

The one in the lead had crane-like hair and a youthful complexion, exuding an air of purity, non-action, and detachment from worldly disputes.

The man in the middle looked to be of middle age, with a majestic and solemn visage, alongside a commanding aura that looked down upon all directions.

This last one was the youngest in appearance, yet looked the most rebellious and untamed.

Barring any accidents, these three should undoubtedly be the Three Pure Ones transformed from those three strands of pure Qi.

Or rather, besides the Three Pure Ones, there could be no one else who possessed such a disposition and traits while being inseparable.

However, Li Hao was not panicked in the least.

At this particular point in time, Hongjun had yet to become a sage, let alone start preaching the Dao.

No matter how powerful the Three Pure Ones were, their cultivation was at most in the mid-to-late stage of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm.

And what about his side? All three of them possessed strength equivalent to the peak of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm.

Dealing with the Three Pure Ones—wasn't that as easy as taking candy from a baby?

With confidence filling his heart, Li Hao dropped the act and showed his hand.

He shouted towards the three of them, "You haven't even stated your names, yet you come running to gallivant in my Witch Tribe's territory! You lot have got a lot of nerve!"

Just as Li Hao had guessed, these three were indeed the Three Pure Ones.

Originally, when the Ancestor Witches came out of seclusion—which was when Pangu's aura reappeared—the three of them had intended to come over, but because their cultivation was at a critical juncture, they could only delay it.

Now that the important period had passed, the three of them conferred and traveled together to Buzhou Mountain.

The moment they arrived, they saw purple Qi surging upwards and knew in their hearts that a supreme treasure must have manifested in the world.

Since they had to investigate the whereabouts of Father God anyway, they might as well go and see what kind of treasure had been born.

If possible, they could also take a share of the spoils.

Never had they expected to run into someone like this.

Yuanshi possessed an extremely arrogant personality. Hearing what Li Hao said, he was naturally quite dissatisfied and let out a cold snort. "Just on your say-so, this place has become your Witch Tribe's territory? Then I also say this is my place!"

Li Hao cracked a grin and sneered, "You're simply being unreasonable. You say this is your place?"

"That's right!" Yuanshi stood proudly, casting an extremely disdainful gaze toward Li Hao as he spoke, "I say this place belongs to me, so what?"

"Fine then, you can naturally say that," Li Hao laughed heartily. "You say it's your place, so call out to it and see if it answers you!"

For this first half of the sentence, Yuanshi still felt rather smug, believing that the other party had backed down.

Yet upon hearing this second half, his expression instantly turned unsightly, shifting through shades of green and white.

Having his face slapped, Yuanshi was naturally angry. He stiffened his neck and retorted, "Sharp-tongued! You claim this place belongs to your Witch Tribe, so why don't you call out to it and see if it answers you?"

As soon as these words came out, Li Hao was momentarily stunned.

Not bad, he even knew how to use the other's spear to pierce the other's shield?

However, how could this possibly stump Li Hao?

He looked at Yuanshi and nodded, "Naturally. I'll call it, and it will naturally answer."

How could Yuanshi believe such ghost stories? He immediately stated, "Impossible! If it truly responds, the three of us brothers will voluntarily relinquish this treasure."

Li Hao nodded, his tone calm and even. "Treasure, treasure, quickly tell us, do you belong to our Witch Tribe?"

As his voice fell, the three of them—Yuanshi, and even Zhu Rong—pricked up their ears.

This trick was far too novel; wasn't an inanimate object speaking a novel thing in itself?

Only Houtu, who understood Li Hao very well, did not make any particular reaction, merely covering her mouth with a light chuckle.

She understood her precious younger brother far too well, knowing that he must have cooked up some other mischievous scheme.

After waiting for a moment with no sound coming forth, Yuanshi let out a cold snort and prepared to act.

Before he could even make a move, a supremely sharp voice rang out!

"Yes! That's right! I belong to the Witch Tribe, and my brothers and I live as part of the Witch Tribe's territory, and die as part of the Witch Tribe's dead territory!"

Chapter 15: I'm taking back the treasure I left here earlier, is that breaking the law?

Once this stretch of voice came out, Yuanshi was utterly dumbfounded!

What the hell was this?

Listening to the voice, it seemed to come from the direction of that sharp-tongued brat.

Yet that fellow hadn't opened his mouth to speak, nor was there any surge of magical power visible, showing it wasn't some kind of divine power.

Judging from the expressions of Elder Brother, Third Brother, and the two other members of the Witch Tribe, it wasn't sound transmission either.

What on earth was going on?

Yuanshi, unable to make sense of it, was utterly baffled.

Let alone him, even Zhu Rong and Houtu were shocked, weren't they?

Relatively speaking, however, Houtu was somewhat better off, her eyes simply fixed on Li Hao with dazzling brilliance.

She felt immensely proud in her heart!

Although she couldn't see through the reason behind it either, that didn't affect her pride and complacency in the slightest.

Younger brother is truly amazing, he always has a way!

As for Zhu Rong, he was completely shocked!

Good grief!

What kind of method was this? One could hear the general direction of the voice, yet had no idea where it came from.

This must be a wondrous technique passed down by Father God; Father God truly doted heavily on Thirteenth Brother!

Li Hao looked expressionlessly at the Three Pure Ones, his heart filled with utter disdain, along with a sense of helplessness.

The disdain was naturally directed at the Three Pure Ones.

As a modern person, wasn't it simple to fool you ancient living beings?

You've never heard of ventriloquism, have you never seen it?

Just look at those expressions of yours, that country-bumpkin look of people who have seen nothing of the world.

Ignorance is truly terrifying!

As for the helplessness, it was naturally aimed at Zhu Rong!

To be honest, Li Hao was quite speechless toward Zhu Rong!

It's not that I'm complaining, Third Brother!

These were just little tricks to fool outsiders!

What on earth are you joining in for?

Just look at your expression! You're simply even more shocked than those three fellows!

Is this really okay for you? Did you have to play along so hard?

Besides, where are we even at in this? Your younger brother has plenty of methods left.

If you're already this shocked now, what are you going to do in the future?

Zhu Rong cared nothing for any of that, immediately crowding closer and asking in a low voice, "Thirteenth Brother, tell your brother, what on earth is going on here? I promise not to let those three fellows know."

When these words came out, Li Hao cast a bizarre look at Zhu Rong.

Third Brother! You really are my own biological brother!

Aren't you just tearing down my stage here? We were originally supposed to bluff the other side.

With you saying this, once they mull it over again, what's the point of bluffing anymore?

Houtu also glared coldly at Zhu Rong, boiling with resentment inside.

This third brother of hers truly achieved little and ruined much.

However, saying anything now was already too late!

Li Hao looked at the Three Pure Ones and found that their expressions had already undergone a clear change, no longer resembling their previous half-doubtful state.

They had completely reverted to the expression they wore when they first met.

Yuanshi arched an eyebrow. "You Witch Tribesmen are indeed full of deceit. Whatever thing is good, you want to forcefully seize it—it was like this just now, and it's the same with Father God!"

"A bunch of freaks who don't even possess Primordial Spirits and were born looking all grotesque, are you even worthy of calling our Father God, Father God?"

For the Witch Tribe, two matters were of the utmost importance: the first was Father God Pangu.

The second was matters related to honor.

Strictly speaking, these two matters could be collectively referred to as honor.

After all, Father God was Pangu, so how could that honor be small?

Zhu Rong already possessed a fiery temper; other people caught fire the moment they touched a spark, but he could catch fire without even touching one.

Now that someone was questioning their honor—calling it an insult might be more fitting—he was naturally unable to endure it. The Law of Fire surged forth explosively, instantly filling the sky with blazing light.

He opened his mouth to speak, but was promptly stopped by Li Hao.

Of course, Zhu Rong was in a rage; Li Hao alone couldn't stop him, and even adding the other Ancestor Witches wouldn't be enough.