Ancestral Witches: Father God, Save Us!

Nuwa had mixed feelings. Having learned the secret of heaven, she naturally couldn't interfere.

To her surprise, the protagonist of the Witch-Demon Catastrophe, the Golden Crow, did not follow the heavenly secrets and remained on the Sun Star, never joining the demon race.

Especially Ling Xiao, who gifted me the Gourd Pain and the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil back at Mount Buzhou. Was this intentional or unintentional?

Could it be that Ling Xiao has also come to understand the secrets of heaven?

But at that time, his cultivation was still very weak, a far cry from the Hunyuan Primordial Origin. So how did he learn the secrets of heaven?

Nuwa thought about it more and more and felt that this was possible; Ling Xiao might have deliberately made her join the demon race.

Baize's trip to Mount Buzhou to find her was entirely at Ling Xiao's behest. His purpose in doing so was naturally to avert disaster and allow her to withstand the Witch-Demon Catastrophe.

"What a bastard!"

Nuwa stood alone, her head shrouded in Merit Golden Light, radiating boundless holiness, a hint of annoyance flashing across her jade-like face.

No wonder Hongjun reacted strangely when the Golden Crow was absent from the Purple Heaven Palace.

How can you not find that strange?

The celestial secrets have deviated so greatly.

With this thought, Nuwa was inspired, looked up to the sky and spoke, her voice resounding and proclaiming to the world.

"I am Nuwa, now a saint. A thousand years from now, I will establish a Daoist temple in the Chaos to preach the Great Dao. Those who are destined may go and listen to my teachings."

The vast and supreme Daoist voice resounded throughout the Primordial World, reaching far and wide. The great beings who heard this voice were overjoyed.

When Hongjun attained sainthood and preached, their cultivation levels increased significantly. Now that Nuwa has also attained sainthood and is about to preach, this will be another boost.

Those beings who missed Hongjun's sermon were especially excited.

I missed out on the opportunity because my cultivation level wasn't high enough before, but now I can make up for it.

"I wonder if the Golden Crow will come to listen to the Dao this time."

Nuwa looked at the Sun Star and thought to herself, "Besides Di Jun and Tai Yi..."

She had a premonition that Ling Xiao was still alive, and that she would have to ask him why he had used her as a shield in the first place when she saw him again.

After Nuwa finished proclaiming her message to the world, she glanced at the Human Race, sighed slightly, and then got up and left.

"Respectfully bidding farewell to the Holy Mother!" the entire Human Race shouted in unison.

Mount Yujing.

"Nuwa is going to hold a sermon, and as her fellow disciples, we should naturally go and congratulate her." Tongtian said with a smile after hearing Nuwa's words, his eyes filled with envy.

"Bang!"

Yuanshi slapped his thigh in anger, his face stern as he rebuked, "Tongtian, don't say such things that insult the face of the Three Pure Ones again. I've said it more than once, how can you not remember?"

"Hmph! In my opinion, as a fellow disciple, it would be an insult to my dignity not to offer my congratulations."

"Senior brother, why are you so stingy?"

This time, Tongtian did not hold back and loudly retorted, showing no respect for Yuanshi.

"You..." Yuanshi was furious, never expecting Tongtian to speak to him like that.

This is absolutely intolerable!

Just as they were about to start arguing, Laozi Tzu spoke up to stop them.

What he said left Yuanshi speechless and greatly surprised.

"Alright, Tongtian's words make sense. Nuwa is, after all, our junior sister, so we should naturally go and congratulate her. Otherwise, wouldn't it be impolite and make us lose face?"

Laozi Tzu wore a smile and a kind expression, which was somewhat different from his usual demeanor.

Yuanshi's expression was strange, and he hesitated to speak, sensing that his elder brother was acting oddly today; these were not words he would normally say.

Did they ultimately succumb to reality and bow down to the Sage?

At this moment, only Laozi Tzu knew what he was thinking. After all, his path to sainthood lay with the Human Race.

Becoming a saint is nothing to be ashamed of.

In the West, the two who were pondering how to create a race also stopped after hearing Nuwa's words.

"We should go and offer our congratulations on Nuwa's opening ceremony, and while we're at it, ask her how to create a new race."

Zhun Ti said this, having already formed an idea in his mind. He decided to go and consult Nuwa so that the creation process would be even smoother and more foolproof.

"That's right, that's exactly what I was thinking too," Jieyin said with a smile, showing even more appreciation for his junior brother.

He's really getting more and more knowledgeable.

The Sun Star.

"Nuwa is going to open a temple in the Chaos, do you want to go and take a look?"

"Then let's go. Maybe we'll run into Third Brother."

Di Jun and Tai Yi sat cross-legged under the Fusang Wood and immediately began a discussion after hearing Nuwa's words.

After a brief exchange, the two agreed to go and take a look.

All the great beings and sentient beings of the Primordial World were excited and prepared to welcome the sermon a thousand years later.

Only the Witch Clan remained uninvolved, feeling only the oppressive weight of dark clouds and immense pressure.

Perhaps Nuwa will take action against them after she finishes her sermon.

"Are you all ready? Let's worship the Father God!"

Mount Buzhou, the Witch Clan's sacrificial ceremony was ready. Dijiang stood at the very front, shouting loudly, with the remains of the three Ancestral Witch, including Zhu Jiuyin, lying beside him.

He couldn't wait a moment longer; he felt that Nuwa might attack them at any moment, and he was filled with anxiety.

"Ready!"

Standing at the front, the Ancestral Witch of various tribes responded loudly, taking the lead in the response, creating a very intense atmosphere.

"Start!"

At a command, the sacrificial ceremony began, and the entire Witch Clan sprang into action, each performing their duties. Although the ceremony was crude, they were extremely serious and earnest, without the slightest slackness.

This is an ancient ritual, with grand sacrificial sounds, like the whispers of Ancient God, resounding across the vast earth and boundless void.

Led by their Ancestral Witch, the group of the Witch Clan worshipped Mount Buzhou, their kowtows echoing loudly.

One after another.

Like the morning bell and evening drum, it shook heaven and earth.

"They're in a panic! The Witch Clan is in a panic!"

"The demon race has produced Sage, and the Witch Clan has no chance of winning. It's truly pitiful. They were just defeated by Ling Xiao, and now they're probably going to resort to the same old tricks again."

Those powerful figures who witnessed this scene couldn't help but sneer and sigh.

A long time has passed, but the drum-like kowtows in Mount Buzhou continue unabated, and even grow more intense.

But the Ancestral Witch were somewhat panicked.

They had been worshipping for so long, but still hadn't received anything; the Father God Pangu hadn't appeared.

Unlike last time, they gave feedback very quickly.

"Father God! Wake up! Help me!" An Ancestral Witch kowtowed repeatedly, muttering incoherently, his mind beginning to wander.

Dijiang, kneeling at the very front, showed surprise and fear on his face.

A terrible premonition was growing stronger; it seemed that this time, the Father God truly had abandoned them.

"How could this happen? Everything was fine before?"

He was completely puzzled and couldn't understand where the problem lay.

"Does Father God think they are unfilial and is angry, so he's abandoning them?"

Dijiang, in his panicked and chaotic thoughts, had lost all the composure of the Witch Clan leader.

Despair began to spread, a gloomy atmosphere descended, and the entire Witch Clan was numb.

At the same time.

Endless Chaos, an inexplicable space.

[Detection indicates that Nuwa Creates Humans and attained sainthood, and is about to expound the Great Dao. Please make the following choice.]

[Option 1: Immediately exit seclusion, go to offer congratulations, listen to the sermon, and be rewarded with a top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure.]

[Option 2: Play it safe and don't go out; reward: one Immortal Apricot, one of the Ten Great Spiritual Roots.]