Primordial Era: Even Before the Lecture Finished, All the Ancestor Witches Already Attained Sagehood

He broke your branding with points?

Who the hell could ever believe something like that?

Oh wait!

Perhaps it should be said that, given the brains of the living beings in the Primordial Era.

They simply could not understand what a cheater or points were.

Instead of thinking he was explaining, they would probably just think that if he did not want to explain, he should have just dropped it.

Why bother coming up with totally incomprehensible vocabulary to humiliate them?

Ignoring Laozi, who was acting nutty and muttering repeatedly, "Impossible! There's no reason for this! How could this happen?" and other such phrases.

Li Hao turned around, grabbed Houtu, and prepared to leave. This time, the harvest was immensely fruitful.

Not to mention the Coiled Dragon Walking Stick, Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, and Qingping Sword, nor the All Heavens Divine Thunder and Immortal Light; most importantly, he had even secured the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda.

This was a top-tier treasure, which he would hand over to Xuanming to use later on.

If history really repeated itself and Xuanming and Jiu Feng stormed the Demon Court in the late stage of the Witch-Demon Calamity.

He just needed to have her set this item up right above her head, and he would love to see how those two birdmen intended to kill Xuanming.

Li Hao wanted to leave, and Houtu naturally followed.

In fact, there was nothing left to do if they did not leave, right?

The three treasures of the Creation Green Lotus had also been taken, and the divine powers and magic treasures retrieved as well.

Basically nothing was left of the Three Pure Ones—oh... it seemed there was still the One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones divine power.

Yet they had not used it, and he had no reason to take it back either, right?

Perhaps they themselves had not even comprehended it yet? Otherwise, how could they possibly not use such a divine power?

The three of them took a step and were just about to leave.

A sudden mutation occurred.

Dark clouds rapidly gathered, and the originally clear, cloudless dome of heaven instantly turned as black as ink.

The dark clouds expanded at extreme speed, quickly shrouding the entire firmament.

Across the entire Primordial Era, all living beings raised their heads to the sky, wanting to know what had happened.

Why there was such a large-scale mutation.

Suddenly, rumbling sounds echoed from above the nine heavens.

This rumbling sounded like thunder, yet unlike ordinary thunderclaps.

Li Hao supported his chin and thought about it.

Could this be the legendary Thunderous Holy Sound?

Holy crap! Hongjun attained sagehood?

The moment this thought arose.

A burst of coercion descended from above the nine heavens, akin to Mount Tai crushing down upon them.

At this very moment.

All living beings in the Primordial Era felt a tremor originating from their very source.

Along with a sensation of suffocation.

An unconquerable feeling, as if the slightest resistance would cause them to be ground into powder.

Sprouted spontaneously from within their hearts.

Li Hao felt a trace of regret; when he had erased the branding on the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda just now, he should have directly refined it instead.

If he had done that then, he would now be able to deploy this treasure to protect the Witch Clan Ancestral Land.

After all, the entire Witch Clan had now cultivated the Nine Revolutions Profound Heaven Skill.

Their battle intent was far more intense than in the original trajectory.

With this coercion descending, it was very likely to provoke the fighting spirit of the Witch Clan members.

Yet how could Hongjun tolerate anyone provoking him? He might make a powerful move to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys.

And the Witch Clan would be that slaughtered chicken.

Thinking of this, Li Hao felt deeply worried.

It had to be said that he was overthinking things.

Leaving aside the fact that the Witch Clan Ancestral Land was right at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

And Buzhou Mountain was transformed from Pangu's spine—was that something anyone could easily pressure?

Not to mention that at the center of the Witch Clan Ancestral Land stood the Ancestor Witch Hall, transformed from the Pangu Heart.

Based on this alone, it was impossible for anything to go wrong with the Witch Clan.

There would only be Hongjun getting angry and stamping his feet while remaining utterly powerless.

The Witch Clan indeed suffered no harm, but that coercion still caught Dijiang's attention.

He furrowed his brows tightly and summoned all the Ancestor Witches.

"First Brother, what was that just now?" Zhu Jiuyin entered the Ancestor Witch Hall, his expression extremely gloomy.

Before Dijiang could speak.

A majestic, solemn voice carrying an unquestionable tone resounded through the Primordial Era.

"My name is Hongjun, and I have now attained sagehood."

"To edify all living beings of the Primordial Era, in three thousand years, I shall expound the Dao and impart teachings at the Purple Heaven Palace Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens. All those with affinity may come!"

As Hongjun's words spread across the entire Primordial Era.

All kinds of auspicious anomalies abruptly appeared.

Purple Qi from the East stretched for tens of thousands of miles, accompanied by ripples of immortal music.

Heavenly Flowers Falling, and Earth Gushing Golden Springs.

It could be said that when a sage was born, heaven and earth rejoiced together.

The Ancestor Witches looked at each other in dismay.

The might of a sage was actually terrifying to this degree!

However, they were not afraid at all.

Instead, they were each brimming with fighting spirit.

After all, they had already cultivated the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Origin Technique; given time, they might not fear a sage.

While the Ancestor Witches were full of fighting spirit.

Over on Li Hao's side, a thought occurred to him and he chuckled.

He turned around and said to Zhu Rong, "Third Brother! Hurry home and gather the brothers! A big business deal is coming!"

Chapter 22: Occupying the Sage-Making Prayer Mat and Making a Trade! Getting Rich! Getting Rich!

Zhu Rong wore a puzzled expression.

"What big business deal?"

Having said that, Zhu Rong suddenly realized something and continued, "Are you trying to dump me and run away by yourself?"

Zhu Rong's train of thought was truly something else.

Who the hell would dump him and run away by themselves?

Could he be a bit more serious when talking about official business?

Li Hao slapped a hand to his forehead and retorted exasperatedly, "Third Brother, what are you thinking? We aren't going anywhere; we'll wait right here for you!"

"I'm sending you because you run fast. It's genuinely a good thing, a big deal. Go back and notify the brothers to all come over."

"Mmm... at least bring three more, and make sure they're the strong kind!"

Zhu Rong nodded, and just as he was about to leave, he stopped.

"If I go back and First Brother doesn't let them come, what should I do?"

Li Hao was helpless. He did not even know this? Did he need to be taught hand-in-hand?

He felt that Houtu was the only one in the entire Witch Clan who saved him any worry.

None of the other brothers and sisters were any good.

Pity him, racking his brains so much for the Witch Clan—his head hurt so much.

Seeming to sense the change in his younger brother, Houtu gently reached out her hand and began to massage his head for him.

Li Hao looked back, smiled softly, and then said, "Third Brother, if First Brother asks, just tell him there's a big business deal—a very, very big one—and then make a gesture for him like this."

With that, he pointed up at the sky.

Zhu Rong nodded, then repeated himself with lingering unease.

"It's a deal! You have to take me with you, and you must wait right here for me!"

This time, before Li Hao could speak, Houtu shouted first, "Go! Hurry back at top speed to notify First Brother and the others."

How dare Zhu Rong dawdle any longer? He took off running wildly.

His speed was blistering, vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Houtu let out a soft snort, genuinely feeling a bit aggrieved in her heart.

If not for the fact that her speed wasn't fast enough, why would she need anyone else?

Dallying like that—didn't he see that his precious little brother's head was hurting from him making him angry?

The so-called big business deal was indeed truly massive!