The Strife of Earthly and Human Paths, The Will of Great Unification
The army of the Nether Hell crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, arriving at the borders of the Human Race.
With overwhelming force, it pierced through the clouds and shattered rocks.
"They've come with ill intentions!"
On Mount Shouyang, Di Jun and the others stood up, gazing into the distance with cold expressions.
"Is this an attack on my Human Race?"
"Damn it, who's afraid of who? We have more Sage than them!"
The Green Lion raised his head high and roared with overwhelming momentum. Having just become a saint, he possessed inexhaustible power.
I was just worried about not having a chance to show my skills, and here it is!
He charged into the enemy ranks, until he went berserk in battle.
"Brother Lion is right. Whatever they want to do, we will deal with them as they come. There's no need to panic," Immortal Lord Mengzhang said with a smile.
As they spoke, Zhurong, Xuanming, Yaochi, and the Queen Mother of the West led their armies and arrived in a grand procession, gazing at each other from afar.
Seeing this, Di Jun took a step forward, leading a group of powerful Human Race, and flew up to confront them from a distance.
"What brings you here? It seems you weren't invited to the Human Race Grand Ceremony?"
Tai Yi said expressionlessly, his eyes flashing with a cold light.
"Hehe, we are the Pangu Orthodox Lineage. The entire Primordial World is a manifestation of the Father God. As descendants of Pangu, where can't we go? Why would we need to greet you?"
Zhurong let out a long laugh that startled all the heavens. After becoming a saint, he became even more ferocious and arrogant.
After returning from the Human Race, Zhurong abandoned his human form and merged with the Ancestral Witch True Body from his previous life.
All aspects have been comprehensively improved.
As he spoke, he glanced at Qiangliang and the others, a look of disdain and sneer flashing in his eyes.
If Qiangliang and listened to him, he would be a Sage now. Why should he stand behind others like an ant?
"The Pangu Orthodox Lineage? I haven't heard that claim in a long time. It seems you've regained your confidence and are determined to reclaim the Primordial World!"
Di Jun sneered. Judging from Zhurong's tone, these guys had somehow regained their confidence again.
I ran up to them to try and visualize the scene.
"Hehe, things are unpredictable, extremes beget their opposites, and fortunes change. After experiencing a low point, my Witch Clan will naturally rise again."
Zhurong said with a smile, "Although there are fewer Ancestral Witch, they are more elite."
"You little brat Ziwei, the humiliation you suffered in the past will be avenged today! I will wash it away with your blood!" Yaochi, dressed in a tattered gray Daoist robe, had lost her former regal bearing.
It had gained a touch of coldness and malevolence.
Seeing Ziwei ignited her anger, and she couldn't suppress the murderous intent in her heart.
I remember that day, when I was slapped off Mount Shouyang by Ziwei like a dead dog and fell to the foot of the mountain.
He was ridiculed by all the heroes of the world.
Only by personally killing Ziwei can this shame be washed away.
"Revenge? You think you can take it?"
Ziwei chuckled to himself; he could easily handle Sage of Yaochi's caliber with one hand.
"Perhaps I'm disappointed you, but becoming a saint doesn't mean you're invincible; this is just the beginning."
He explained with a smile, his tone calm and without hostility.
As a champion of Human Path, he is at least capable of unleashing the Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal.
These young saints are like a vast, unfathomable void, something to be looked up to but never touched.
"Enough with the nonsense, today my Witch Clan will return to the Primordial World, unify the three paths, and create a world that reveres only Pangu."
Xuanming's jade face was frosty, as cold as a block of ice that had been frozen for millions of years, freezing the air itself.
Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions subtly changed.
Unify the three paths?
Create a world that reveres only Pangu?
These few words contain a wealth of information.
"Does the Earthly Dao Houtu intend to devour both the Celestial and Human Paths?" Ziwei frowned and asked coldly.
As a champion of Human Path, he naturally knew what this meant.
Houtu's ambition is not only to return to the primordial Primordial World, but also to devour the Heavenly Dao and the Human Path, and to completely achieve unification.
What a grand vision!
Di Jun's gaze sharpened. "What a magnificent Heavenly Dao Earthly Dao! Where did Earthly Dao go during the war between gods and demons?"
"The original Heavenly Dao has fallen, gods and demons have shed blood, and my Third Brother and the Dao Ancestor have disappeared without a trace."
"At this time, you all suddenly claim to want to unify the three realms and achieve a unified empire. Where do you get the audacity and courage?"
This loud shout, this harsh and uncompromising rebuke, showed absolutely no mercy.
The vast and all-pervasive sound of the Tao reaches everywhere.
All the powerful beings who heard these words showed strange expressions and were deeply moved.
They originally thought the Witch Clan simply wanted to return to the Primordial World and declare their sovereignty.
Unexpectedly, Houtu from the Houtu Earthly Dao wanted to unify the three paths.
This is something even Hongjun couldn't accomplish.
"The Heavenly Dao is reborn, the Human Path is weak, and the Earthly Dao is powerful. Perhaps this truly is an opportunity."
"The most powerful Chaos Demon God is dead, and the Dao Venerable and Dao Ancestor have disappeared without a trace."
"Given Earthly Dao 'Houtu abilities, it is indeed possible! No... it's extremely possible!"
Powerful figures from all walks of life, immortals and gods from sacred mountains and holy lands, including disciples of the four religions, expressed strong interest.
Everyone was shocked by this, but upon closer examination, they realized that Houtu's actions were not impulsive.
Instead, they had been planning this for a long time and had found this perfect opportunity with all the right timing, location, and people.
When Laozi, Yuanshi, Tongtian found out, they were so anxious they almost wet their pants.
Time is of the essence; after Houtu has devoured the Human Path, it will be the turn of the Heavenly Dao.
They must quickly gain the approval of the Heavenly Dao, then unite themselves with the Dao to strengthen Heavenly Dao power and fight against Houtu of the Earthly Dao.
"This might be our opportunity. The strength of the Earthly Dao forces the Heavenly Dao to cooperate with us."
The Yuanshi, Laozi, and the Tongtian Transmission of Voices—this feeling of seeking fortune amidst danger—excited them.
Above Mount Shouyang, Di Jun's loud shout made Xuanming, Zhurong, and the others look ugly, unable to find a rebuttal.
After holding back for a while, he became enraged and started to take action.
"No need to waste words with them, unite the three paths and recreate the Primordial World Will!" Zhurong shouted, his eyes blazing with terrifying divine fire.
"How dare you! You actually take the initiative to attack!" Di Jun and Ziwei shouted, and they both made their move.
Just then...
The world suddenly trembled, and a mysterious power emanated from it.
The next moment, Ziwei's expression changed drastically, and he seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move.
Di Jun noticed his unusual behavior and, while blocking the divine fire that filled the sky, asked him a question.
"Ziwei, what's wrong?"
"I... Houtu of Earthly Dao Houtu has made his move, he wants to devour Human Path!" Ziwei's expression was solemn. The power of the Earthly Dao was extremely strong, beyond his imagination.
Logically, after the original Heavenly Dao fell, the Human Path should have been strengthened, but clearly, the Earthly Dao was the ultimate beneficiary.
Even compared to the Heavenly Dao of the past, it is in no way weaker.
"You focus all your efforts on fighting them, I'll take care of this!"
Di Jun spoke solemnly, then let out a long roar, raised his hand and pointed, unleashing millions of divine arrays to directly suppress and kill Xuanming and the others.
Those densely packed formations, spanning the ages, Eternal in an instant, possessing unparalleled and profound divine power.
Instantly, Xuanming, Zhurong, Yaochi, and the Queen Mother of the West trembled violently and coughed up blood.