The Three Pure Ones' Single Choice Outweighed Zhu Jiuyin's Ten Million Lectures

"How about it? Do you still think I was wrong to stop you from raiding the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race? Furthermore, do we even have a chance of winning in our struggle for supremacy against the Demon Race?"

Zhu Jiuyin acted as if he did not see the unconcealable fury of his brothers and sisters, and asked calmly.

It bears repeating: although the Ancestral Witches lacked a Primordial Spirit and thus could not perceive the Heavenly Mandate, and had long been impulsive and tyrannical due to their absorption of Turbid Qi, this did not mean they were fools or brutes.

The current situation was plain to see; over ninety percent of the great powers in the Primordial World had already made their choice between the Witch Race and the Demon Race, and their intention to support the Demon Race was no longer even being concealed.

What made many of the Ancestral Witches feel even more chilled was that this group even included the Three Pure Ones.

Just as the Three Pure Ones held a fondness for the Ancestral Witches, the Ancestral Witches had also viewed the Three Pure Ones with the closeness one might reserve for brothers of a different kin.

Back during the first sermon at the Purple Cloud Palace, the Ancestral Witches had even provided the Three Pure Ones with significant help.

One only had to think about it to realize that every great power capable of entering the Purple Cloud Palace was brilliant; could they truly not see that the first six prayer mats contained a heaven-defying opportunity?

Most importantly, whether it was the Nuwa and Fuxi duo or the Hong Yun and Zhenyuanzi duo, they were all top-tier Innate Demon Gods, yet they had only managed to secure one mat each.

But what about the Three Pure Ones?

The three of them had walked away with half of the mats; how could this not incite the covetousness of other top-tier Innate Demon Gods?

Did they truly believe that the status of being the Orthodox Pangu Lineage was a universal shield?

In the vast Primordial World, every being ranked as a top-tier Innate Demon God had countless threads of connection to Pangu, and every one of them possessed some measure of the Merit of Opening the Heavens.

Furthermore, even if Innate Demon Gods killed one another, the Great Dao would not intervene.

To the Great Dao, the fighting and killing between Innate Demon Gods were merely internal conflicts among the descendants of Pangu—it was Pangu's family business, and the Great Dao could not be bothered to care.

Of course, if some shameless Chaos Demon God or Chaos Being were to bully the weak, the Great Dao would certainly not permit it.

After all, to the Great Dao, Pangu had rendered immense service to the chaos and the Primordial World by opening the heavens, and he had even sacrificed his life for this great merit.

Under such circumstances, to condone those old monsters left over from the Chaos Era taking advantage of Pangu's absence to target his descendants would be tantamount to telling the endless beings within the chaos and the Primordial World that if you work for the Great Dao and die, your descendants will suffer miserably.

The Great Dao is impartial; how could it allow such a thing!

This was why, even though Hongjun was now universally revered by all living beings as the Dao Ancestor and was clearly the spokesperson for the Heavenly Dao, he still could not directly strike at the Innate Demon Gods.

Otherwise, why would Hongjun have schemed for so long and so extensively? If he had simply slaughtered the Three Pure Ones and the Ancestral Witches, then extracted the Primordial Spirit of Pangu and the essence blood from their bodies to fuse into one, his strength would undoubtedly have skyrocketed.

If he were even more ruthless and refined every being with the origin of an Innate Demon God in the Primordial World, Hongjun could have achieved the true Pangu Dao Body and been known thereafter as "Little Pangu Hongjun"—would that not have been wonderful?

He could not do it!

Let alone Hongjun, even the Beast Emperor Shenni and the Devil Ancestor Luohou, with all their ferocity, had not dared to commit such acts!

Luohou had not even dared to kill Jie Yin and Zhun Ti.

One must remember that Luohou's lair was at Mount Sumeru; one could only guess whether, with Luohou's cultivation at the time, he could have sensed the presence of Jie Yin and Zhun Ti.

Therefore, it was not a matter of daring, but a matter of impossibility.

Returning to the time at the Purple Cloud Palace, there were those who had incited other great powers to pressure the Three Pure Ones, demanding they yield at least two of their positions, with Di Jun and Tai Yi leading the charge.

Thus, Yuanshi's disgust and hatred for the Demon Race were not without cause.

Even Tongtian, who upheld the doctrine of "teaching without discrimination," had only taken in many spirits and beasts as disciples, but he had almost never accepted members of the Demon Race as his students.

At the critical moment, it was the Ancestral Witches who, holding onto the thought that the Three Pure Ones were also of the Orthodox Pangu Lineage, stepped in to help them withstand the pressure.

This was the beginning of the life-and-death blood feud between the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Di Jun and Tai Yi.

After all, prior to this, the Ancestral Witches and the Golden Crows had essentially had no intersection.

Because of this, when the Ancestral Witches learned that the Three Pure Ones had gotten involved with Di Jun and Tai Yi, and had clearly chosen to side with the Demon Race in the conflict between the Witches and Demons, the chill and grief they felt were beyond words.

In the eyes of the Ancestral Witches, this act by the Three Pure Ones was a betrayal.

It was a pity that perhaps the Three Pure Ones had long since forgotten the righteous assistance the Ancestral Witches had once provided.

As for the great karma owed in this, in the myths of the Primordial World, with the death of all the Ancestral Witches and Houtu remaining within the Underworld, the so-called karma naturally ceased to be a topic of discussion.

When the karma is too great to be repaid, the Two Sages of the West had already provided the best answer on how to eliminate it.

In modern terms, a dead creditor is a good creditor.

"Second Brother, it was my fault in the past. From now on, I will follow your lead without question. Whatever you want to do, I will support you unconditionally and resolutely!"

Zhurong had a fiery temper, but he was also a man of his word.

Having stated his decision to support Zhu Jiuyin unconditionally, he would do so without reservation; even if Zhu Jiuyin told him to die, he would not hesitate.

Following Zhurong, Gonggong and Qiangliang also expressed their stance.

Even the Ancestral Witches who had already been on Zhu Jiuyin's side now felt their resolve harden completely.

Dijiang had originally held some lingering attachment to his position as the leader of the Witch Race; after all, power is not easy to acquire, and even harder to relinquish.

But things were different now; Dijiang truly recognized from the bottom of his heart the reality of Zhu Jiuyin replacing him as the leader of the Witch Race.

One could only say that a single choice made by the Three Pure Ones had accomplished more than a thousand sermons from Zhu Jiuyin.

It was precisely through the choice of the Three Pure Ones that the Ancestral Witches finally awoke from the delusion that they, as the Orthodox Pangu Lineage, were the most noble beings in the Primordial World.

In fact, in the myths of the Primordial World, it was only when all the Ancestral Witches had returned their souls to the earth, the Witch Race was nearly extinct, and Houtu had entered the cycle of reincarnation, no longer a Witch, that a sobered Gonggong finally felt the weight of this despair.

It was precisely because his despair had reached its absolute limit, and his disappointment in the Primordial World had hit rock bottom, that Gonggong flew into a rage and struck Mount Buzhou.

If we aren't allowed to live, then to hell with everyone else.

It was laughable that the Three Pure Ones back then had considered the Ancestral Witches to be nothing more than lunatics, feeling relieved that they had drawn a clear line between themselves and the witches early on.

Tongtian had even looked upon Gonggong with disdain: "Failure is just failure. A true man should know how to lose just as well as he knows how to win!"

And yet, the boomerang of karma, though it might be delayed, always arrives.

When the Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods descended, and the Jie Sect was brought to the brink of annihilation, perhaps only then could Tongtian barely begin to fathom the grief and despair Gonggong had felt all those years ago.