The Great Powers Who Also Jumped in Anger, Zhu Jiuyin Enters Hongjun's Sight

If the turbid qi were allowed to continue spreading, in ten million years, the Primordial World would become a dead land devoid of spiritual energy, and all living beings below the Golden Immortal realm would be wiped out!

At this moment, even the Three Pure Ones could not help but pace in anxiety.

Although they had not yet taken in any disciples below the Golden Immortal realm, if the entire Primordial World were to become a dead land in ten million years, how could their Kunlun Mountain escape such a catastrophe?

The mere thought of their Kunlun Mountain, where they had resided for countless ages, ending up as a place where no grass grew, spiritual energy dissipated, and spiritual veins were severed, made it impossible for the Three Pure Ones to remain calm.

Furthermore, as the Three Pure Ones continued their deductions, they discovered that if this development continued for a billion years, no living being in the Primordial World—save for the Sages—would be able to survive.

At this, the Three Pure Ones were not quite as panicked.

After all, they were quite confident; in a billion years, they would surely have attained Sainthood.

But immediately after, the Three Pure Ones were suddenly stunned.

They remembered that if they were to become Sages, they would have to connect their true spirits to the Heavenly Dao through the Grandmist Violet Qi, which was the prerequisite for a Sage to be immortal and indestructible.

But there was a problem here: what if the Heavenly Dao died?

When the Heavenly Dao no longer existed, would a Sage still be a Sage?

If they fell from the Sage realm, it would mean they had regressed to Quasi-Sages. Facing the terrifying turbid qi of a billion years later—which even Quasi-Sages and Golden Immortals of the Origin could not survive—could a Sage in such a state still live?

"Good heavens, isn't this the Immeasurable Tribulation!"

The so-called Immeasurable Tribulation referred to the point where all tangible and intangible matter in the Primordial World would head toward nothingness, and the entire world would return to chaos.

In such a state, even the Heavenly Dao would be extinguished, and Sages would face the danger of falling.

At this, the six great beings who had obtained the Grandmist Violet Qi—the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and the Two Sages of the West—who considered themselves transcendent, grew anxious.

Faced with life and death, even Sages panicked.

Naturally, as the Three Pure Ones panicked, other great beings who had deduced the same outcome were also anxious.

After all, at this stage, the vast majority of these great beings were only Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals.

According to the deductions, if the turbid qi were allowed to spread, in three hundred million years, anyone with a cultivation below the Quasi-Sage realm would be wiped out.

This was truly a death sentence.

Because the vast majority of these great beings did not truly believe they could break through to the Quasi-Sage realm within three hundred million years.

Even if they could break through to the Quasi-Sage realm, so what?

The great catastrophe in a billion years was something even the Heavenly Dao and the Sages might not survive, let alone them?

Forget it, let's not talk about it.

It hurts one's pride.

"No, that's not right!"

"If things really developed this way, the Primordial World wouldn't necessarily perish; there is still the Witch Race! The Witch Race was born from the turbid qi itself. While the spread of turbid qi across the Primordial World means death for other living beings, for the Witch Race, it would at most mean returning to their original state."

"Damn it! The Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race are truly devious!"

At this moment, everyone including Hongjun, the Three Pure Ones, and the many other great beings suddenly realized this, and they could not help but curse the Witch Race in their hearts.

Now, Di Jun and Tai Yi were the most dumbfounded of all.

Previously, they had been wondering what the Ancestral Witches intended by having the entire Witch Race retreat to the Ancestral Land of the Witch Race.

They had never been able to figure it out, but now, as Zhu Jiuyin laid it all out so brazenly, they understood.

So that was it; this was the Witch Race's plan all along.

As long as they could endure these billion years, the entire Primordial World would naturally belong to the Witch Race.

Thinking of this, Di Jun, Tai Yi, and even the high-ranking members of the Demon Race like the Ten Great Demon Gods could not help but break out in a cold sweat.

What were they to do? Could this so-called struggle for hegemony between the Witches and Demons even continue?

A billion years! The Witch Race only needed to wait another billion years, and they would automatically achieve victory!

It was impossible to fight; it was completely impossible to fight.

At this moment, the morale of the Demon Race's leadership completely collapsed.

Even someone as wise and martial as Di Jun, someone as destined for Sainthood as Nuwa, and someone as insidious and cunning as Kunpeng were at their wits' end.

For the first time, from the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun down to the Innate Demon Gods—and even the Demon Race, who were their rivals and enemies—all deeply realized what the existence of the Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race truly meant for the Primordial World.

Without the Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race, there would be no foundation for the existence of living beings in the Primordial World!

At this moment, all living beings of the Primordial World sighed.

"Father God Pangu, you were truly too partial to the Witch Race!"

Yes, although absorbing the turbid qi was a responsibility and duty Pangu had entrusted to the Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race, it was also their greatest protective talisman.

Of course, even Pangu likely never imagined that the Witch Race of myth, despite holding a hand full of trump cards, would end up with such a miserable fate.

One can only say that no matter how much or how well the previous generation plans, it cannot defeat the sudden whims of the second generation.

From this perspective, the Ancestral Witches of Primordial mythology, as well as the Three Pure Ones, were all quite disappointing.

"Panicked, are you? It's too late!"

Although Zhu Jiuyin could neither see nor sense exactly how anxious Hongjun and the mighty figures of the Primordial World were, he could certainly imagine it.

Zhu Jiuyin felt this way, and so did the other Ancestral Witches and a portion of the Great Witches who had by now shaken off the influence of the turbid aura.

At this moment, the area outside the entire Ancestral Land of the Witch Race became an ocean of joy.

"You thought our Witch Race was the source of all evil? Serves you right!"

"Enough, serious business first. Lads, disperse!"

"We obey the command of Lord Zhu Jiuyin!"

At Zhu Jiuyin's order, all the Witches present scattered, clearing a vast space outside the Ancestral Land of the Witch Race.

This scene, however, sent a jolt through the hearts of Hongjun and the various mighty figures who, despite their urgency, had been keeping a close eye on the Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race.

"Why is it Zhu Jiuyin? Shouldn't it be Dijiang? Has the leader of the Witch Race changed?"

Hongjun felt a trace of doubt and could not help but begin to calculate and divine.

Regrettably, under the joint suppression of Pangu Hall and the River of Time, Hongjun calculated nothing at all.

"I refuse to believe it!"

Hongjun brought out the Jade Plate of Creation.

But this time, a situation occurred that left Hongjun horrified.

For the first time since attaining sainthood, when he used the Jade Plate of Creation to divine an individual, he came up empty-handed.

"There is a problem. This Zhu Jiuyin is problematic!"

Indeed, although he could not divine any results, Hongjun immediately understood that Zhu Jiuyin was absolutely problematic.

Because at Hongjun's level, being unable to divine any information regarding a living being's future was, in itself, a massive problem.

In the present context, it was as if a state-of-the-art radar, claimed to be capable of detecting the world's most advanced fighter jets, suddenly discovered a jet that it simply could not scan or detect; this was undoubtedly a grave matter.

"Perhaps all the changes in the Witch Race now hinge upon this Zhu Jiuyin!"

Hongjun narrowed his eyes. He had taken notice!