Only three Golden Crows, who do they think they're fighting?

Nuwa did not overthink it; she guessed instantly that the Golden Crow Baize spoke of was Ling Xiao.

The confrontation from a millennium ago remained vivid in her mind.

She had even taken something of his, incurring a debt of karma to Ling Xiao.

Now, the question arose.

Was this an unintentional act by Ling Xiao, or did he have another motive?

Aside from them, there were only the Three Pure Ones on Mount Buzhou; no other living beings possessed the strength to integrate the Ten Thousand Races.

"What could be the reason? Could it truly be an unintentional act?"

Nuwa's thoughts wandered, and for a moment, she felt lost. Yet, one thing remained constant: she could sense that integrating the Demon Race was a stroke of fortune for her.

There was an inevitable connection between her and the Ten Thousand Races!

"That... Fellow Daoist Nuwa, perhaps I have guessed wrong. I shall go and consult the Three Pure Ones!"

Seeing the shifting expressions on Nuwa's face, Baize feared she was contemplating whether to strike him down, so he hurriedly stood up, ready to retreat.

A wise man does not stand beneath a crumbling wall.

Sensing the situation was turning sour, he prepared to slip away; only by keeping one's life could one achieve great things.

"Wait!"

Just as Baize and Jimeng turned to leave, Nuwa's clear, cold voice rang out from behind, betraying no hint of joy or sorrow.

Baize's heart tightened. He turned around, forcing a strained smile. "Fellow Daoist Nuwa, do you have further instructions?"

"I agree," Nuwa said indifferently.

Baize and Jimeng were stunned for a moment, then their faces lit up with surprise.

Meanwhile.

In the Witch Clan, the tribe of the Ancestral Witch Qiangliang.

"Oh? That piece of trash Baize has gone to the Sun Star?"

Upon receiving the news from a Great Witch below, the Ancestral Witch Qiangliang sneered with disdain.

Ever since the war began, the hot-tempered Ancestral Witch of Thunder had always been on the front lines. He had naturally crossed paths with experts like Baize; had those fellows not been so elusive, he would have torn them apart long ago.

He had not expected them to appear at the Sun Star.

"Watch how I tear you all to pieces!" Qiangliang's voice sounded like rolling thunder. He prepared to set out for the Sun Star to crush Baize.

His current cultivation was equivalent to the mid-stage of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, just a step away from the late stage.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches possessed a unique method of cultivation. Born with the inheritance of the twelve elemental laws, they only needed to comprehend the laws within their own bloodlines and integrate them into their physical bodies to increase their cultivation.

By constantly tempering their physical bodies, their strength grew continuously.

They were not hindered by the obstacles encountered when cultivating the Primordial Spirit.

Therefore, the cultivation of the Twelve Ancestral Witches was already no weaker than the top-tier experts of the Primordial World.

The highest-ranked among them, such as Dijiang, Jumang, and Zhu Jiuyin, had even reached the late stage of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.

Not only was the strength of the Ancestral Witches formidable, but their numbers were also significant. While the Three Pure Ones were powerful, there were only three of them, whereas the Ancestral Witches numbered twelve.

This was why the Witch Clan could act so recklessly in the Primordial World.

Unless all the great experts joined forces, any individual effort would be in vain.

Qiangliang was just about to leave the tribe.

At that moment, the Ancestral Witch Dijiang summoned him to the Pangu Temple.

"Fine, I shall let you live a few more days."

Thinking this, Qiangliang turned and hurried toward the Pangu Temple.

Pangu Temple.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were gathered together.

"In these thousand years of war, our Witch Clan's territory has expanded several times over, and the number of our Witch children has also increased significantly."

"However, this has also incited fierce resistance from the Ten Thousand Races. I wish to seek the opinions of my brothers and sisters: should we continue to expand, or should we rest and recuperate for a while?"

Dijiang sat at the head, looking around the room before speaking in a booming voice. As the eldest brother of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he had much to consider. Although the Witch Clan was currently riding a wave of momentum, he believed that things would reverse once they reached an extreme, and he felt they should not be too hasty.

Thus, he had summoned all the Ancestral Witches to discuss their next move.

"I believe we should rest for a while; we must not be too reckless." Houtu was the first to offer her opinion. From the very beginning, she had not supported the war, so naturally, she favored a pause now.

"Little Sister, you are speaking nonsense again. The situation is excellent; we should take advantage of this momentum to fight to the end and dominate the Primordial World. Otherwise, it will be troublesome once the Ten Thousand Races react."

Zhurong spoke with a smile. His fiery temper was tempered by a sharp mind, and his words carried considerable wisdom.

The other Ancestral Witches nodded in agreement. The fighting had already begun; if they stopped now, would they not simply be giving their opponents time to prepare?

"Battle is the best nourishment for our Witch Clan's sons. Only through constant battle can the Witch Clan become stronger," Zhu Jiuyin said indifferently.

Beyond the Ancestral Witches themselves, the Witches below needed to consume the essence of flesh and blood to cultivate; nothing could be gained by resting at home.

At this moment, Qiangliang let out a laugh and said, "I learned of some interesting news not long ago."

He paused there, deliberately leaving them in suspense.

When the gazes of all the Ancestral Witches turned toward him, Qiangliang continued:

"Those two pieces of trash, Baize and Jimeng, went to the Sun Star. Who knows what they're up to."

As soon as these words were spoken, the Ancestral Witches wore strange expressions.

"What is Baize doing at the Sun Star?"

For a moment, they could not fathom what Baize was trying to achieve.

"The Sun Star is the dojo of the Golden Crows. Could it be that Baize went to find the Three Crows?"

Xuanming's expression shifted, a flicker of surprise flashing through her eyes.

"The Three Crows?"

The gazes of the Ancestral Witches flickered; they were no strangers to this title, having heard it as early as a thousand years ago.

"That fellow Baize claims to know everything from the heavens above to the geography below. He must have some purpose in seeking out the Three Crows," an Ancestral Witch said slowly.

At this, Houtu, who had been silent until now, thought of something. "I suspect Baize wants to invite the Three Crows to step forward and act on behalf of the Ten Thousand Races to oppose our Witch Clan."

Although she had not participated much in the fighting, she had been keeping a close watch on the situation in the Primordial World, especially the movements of the Ten Thousand Races. Combining this with certain signs, it was not difficult to guess Baize's objective.

As soon as Houtu finished speaking, several of the more boisterous Ancestral Witches burst into laughter.

"I think Baize has been beaten senseless. I could crush that so-called Three Crows with one hand; what use is there in inviting them out?"

The one speaking was Gonggong, the fourth among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, whose cultivation had already reached the late stage of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.

Although he had heard that the Golden Crow named Ling Xiao had repelled Jieyin, so what? He believed he could do the same.

If Baize was inviting them out in the delusion that they could oppose the Witch Clan, what was that if not being senseless?

They wouldn't even be enough to go around.

Houtu also smiled amusedly, not taking it to heart. Even if it were as she guessed, it would be of no consequence.

Relying solely on three Golden Crows, they truly posed no threat to the Witch Clan.

Dijiang looked around the circle. Through the feedback from the other Ancestral Witches, he understood in his heart that this campaign could not stop; it had to continue until total victory was achieved.

Just as he prepared to open his mouth to announce the battle orders.

At that moment, a Great Witch requested an audience. It was a Great Witch from Qiangliang's tribe, responsible for gathering intelligence on the war.

"Great Ancestral Witch, we have received the latest news: Baize and Jimeng have left the Sun Star and are heading toward Mount Buzhou."