Who Can Unite the Ten Thousand Races?

In the great war between the Witch Clan and the myriad races of the Primordial World, several mighty figures gradually began to emerge.

Baize, Yingzhao, Jimeng, Feilian, Jiuying, Guiche, and others.

They were all top-tier experts among the myriad races of the Primordial World. Originally, they had all been lying low, unwilling to enter the world, but as the Witch Clan expanded, it gradually threatened their very existence, forcing them to unite.

Most of them possessed the cultivation of the early Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, but when faced with the ferocious Ancestral Witches, they were mere children, completely outmatched.

On this day, several great demons gathered together to discuss countermeasures.

"Fellow Daoist Baize, you are known for knowing the heavens above and the geography below. Can you calculate when those damned Witches will be destroyed?" Guiche asked, his voice filled with rage. Just a few days ago, he had run into the Ancestral Witch Qiangliang, and if he hadn't run fast, he would have been finished.

Baize smiled helplessly and said, "Heavenly secrets are difficult to fathom. With the world in constant turmoil, even I find it hard to pierce through the fog."

"Instead of waiting for the Witch Clan to perish, why not say something useful? If this continues, we will all be dead before the Witches are," Jimeng said, his face gloomy.

"The Twelve Ancestral Witches are incredibly powerful. If we cannot stop them, only destruction awaits us," another great demon spoke up, clearly pessimistic about the current situation.

For the Witch Clan, the most important assets were the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Not only was their combat power peerless, but they could also use their blood to create Witch warriors.

Unless someone could string the Twelve Ancestral Witches up and beat them, it was impossible for the myriad races of the Primordial World to hold back the Witch Clan.

They could simply wear everyone down until they were all dead.

Baize was a refined young man with the appearance of a sage. He shook his feather fan and spoke.

"In my view, the actions of the Witch Clan are harmful to the harmony of heaven. Even for the Witch Clan, such wanton slaughter will deplete their fortune."

"The myriad races of the Primordial World are filled with grievances; one day, this will surely backfire on the Witch Clan."

The great demons looked as if they understood but were also confused; they felt Baize spoke well, yet it seemed he had said nothing at all.

Who could truly predict things like fortune and karma?

"Now that the Dao Ancestor is preaching the Great Dao, those mighty figures who went to listen have seen their strength advance by leaps and bounds."

"The Witch Clan is innately flawed and cannot comprehend the Great Dao. They must be anxious, forced to expand frantically to nourish themselves and increase their strength."

Jimeng chimed in, offering his own perspective.

"I think we are the ones who should be anxious now. After all this talk, does no fellow Daoist have a good countermeasure?" Yingzhao asked urgently.

The great demons fell silent, looking left and right, until their gazes finally converged on Baize.

When it came to using one's brain, it had to be this fellow Daoist.

Baize naturally lived up to expectations, though he had never expected those present to come up with any good strategies themselves.

"Actually, I have had an idea for a long time."

"We are all ears, Fellow Daoist Baize," the great demons said excitedly.

"In my opinion, the strength of the myriad races of the Primordial World is not weak; at the very least, it is on par with the Witch Clan. The problem is that we are all scattered like loose sand."

"To change this predicament, we need a mighty figure with the ability and influence to step forward and integrate the myriad races."

"Only then will there be a chance to resist the Witch Clan's onslaught."

Baize spoke with logic and clarity, his words methodical. After listening, the great demons felt a sudden sense of enlightenment. How had they not realized such a simple truth before?

"Fellow Daoist Baize is right; I believe this is feasible," Jimeng immediately agreed.

"In that case, let Fellow Daoist Baize take on this great responsibility and integrate the myriad races."

As he made this suggestion, the remaining great demons remained silent, effectively giving their tacit approval.

But Baize shook his head gently and said, "My status is insufficient, and none of the fellow Daoists present are capable of shouldering such a heavy burden."

His words were blunt and a total rejection. He not only denied himself but also extinguished any budding ambitions the other great demons might have had.

Such things had to be said plainly to avoid internal strife and unnecessary trouble.

"Then, Fellow Daoist Baize, who do you think can shoulder this responsibility?"

"As of now, there are two most suitable candidates," Baize said, revealing his thoughts.

"First is Kunpeng. Among the myriad races currently, he holds the most prestige..."

The great demons nodded. They had heard of Kunpeng's fierce reputation. In the current Primordial World, he was definitely among the top-tier mighty figures; his strength was sufficient, and his prestige was enough.

"And the second?" a great demon asked.

Baize paused for a moment and said slowly, "I believe you have all heard of the existence that made a fleeting appearance a thousand years ago."

"The Sun Star, the Three Crows."

"The Three Crows?"

The great demons wore strange expressions, recalling this somewhat peculiar title.

Ever since the battle for the gourds at Mount Buzhou, Ling Xiao's name had officially made its debut in the Primordial World.

It had also caused many mighty figures to remember this name.

They knew that such an existence resided on the Sun Star.

"I heard that these Three Crows are on par with the Three Pure Ones. There is even a rumor that says: 'The Three Crows above, the Three Pure Ones below.'"

"They say the Three Crows live on the Sun Star, so they are 'above.' Is that even true?" Guiche asked dismissively. He had only heard the title from others and didn't think much of it.

Some even felt the reputation was undeserved.

What kind of beings were the Three Pure Ones? Their title as Pangu's orthodox descendants had shone brightly since the Dragon-Phoenix-Qilin era.

This "Three Crows" appeared out of nowhere.

Just hearing the Daoist name gave an unreliable feeling.

Baize pondered and said, "It's highly likely. I've looked into it. Golden Crow Ling Xiao once repelled Jieyin and Zhun Ti. He has the strength and the status, just perhaps lacking in prestige."

"What are the opinions of my fellow Daoists?"

As his voice fell, he surveyed the room, asking for opinions. He had merely presented two options; the specifics depended on the thoughts of those present.

"I believe Kunpeng is more reliable. He has everything. I've only heard of the Three Crows, never seen them. Their strength is even hard to ascertain. We've only heard they repelled Jieyin and Zhun Ti, but who among us has personally witnessed it?"

"I am convinced by Kunpeng's integration of all races."

Apart from Baize, several great beings voiced their opinions, but almost all supported Kunpeng.

After all, in their eyes, the Three Crows were too abstract.

Baize mused for a moment and said, "How about this: we split up. You all go find Kunpeng, and I will go find the Three Crows. We'll first inquire about their opinions, and then make further plans after we return. What do you say?"

"So be it."

The great beings unanimously agreed and immediately split into two groups. Baize and Jimeng headed towards the Sun Star, while the other great beings went to find Kunpeng.

After some time, Baize and Jimeng finally approached the Sun Star.

"Fellow Daoist Jimeng, act according to the situation later. I will take the lead in everything," Baize cautioned, not entirely at ease. Although Jimeng was powerful, his wisdom was not as great as his.

He wanted to make sure Jimeng didn't mess things up beforehand.

"Fellow Daoist Baize, rest assured, I know what I'm doing," Jimeng promised earnestly.

Baize nodded. The two arrived outside the Sun Star and could faintly sense a killing intent.

"What a formidable grand formation!"

The two demons' hearts tightened. Daring not to be careless, they respectfully called out:

"Brother Three Crows! Baize and Jimeng pay their respects!"