Hongjun: Fight, you must fight

However, Hongjun suddenly calmed down shortly after, flashing back to his seat on the cloud platform only because the other Ancestral Witches were beginning to wake up.

"Fight, you must fight, I implore you!"

At this moment, Hongjun's Dao heart was truly unstable, and inner demons were festering; he possessed none of the poise expected of a Dao Ancestor.

There was no helping it; that was a Chaos Spiritual Treasure personally bestowed by the Great Dao, and one that contained the two supreme laws of time and space at that.

Never mind that Hongjun's own origin was merely that of a Chaos Being; even a Chaos Demon God would fight until their brains were splattered if they encountered such a treasure.

If Hongjun had even the slightest way to do so, he would spare no cost to snatch this Chaos Spiritual Treasure for himself.

Regrettably, he could not snatch it at all.

Did they understand the weight of a gift personally bestowed by the Great Dao?

To take it a step further, did they understand the weight of a Chaos Spiritual Treasure engraved with Great Dao Inscriptions written by the Great Dao itself?

In ancient times, this would be equivalent to someone daring to snatch the imperial sword personally bestowed by the Emperor.

The important thing was, in the face of the Great Dao, what did an Emperor even count for?

Thus, the current situation was that those with low cultivation could not defeat Zhu Jiuyin, while those with high cultivation, staring at the Great Dao Inscriptions on the Time-Space Mirror, dared not make a move. Indeed, Hongjun at this moment was the true portrait of this state.

Therefore, since Hongjun could neither snatch it nor bear to look away, he could only hope that Zhu Jiuyin would suffer a great misfortune.

In fact, it was not just Hongjun; Yuanshi was also acting like a madman, shouting the same words as Hongjun.

"Fight, you must fight for me!"

Seeing this, Tongtian shook his head slightly with a trace of pity and contempt: "The Second Senior Brother is truly not as poised as the Eldest Senior Brother."

Yet, Tongtian did not see that Laozi, who appeared as calm as water, had a face that was twitching uncontrollably, with blue veins faintly bulging on his neck.

In truth, Laozi was also screaming wildly in his heart: "Fight!"

The moment Dijiang, Houtu, and the other Ancestral Witches opened their eyes, they could not help but laugh out loud.

There was no helping it; although the Great Dao Merit they obtained this time was far less than Zhu Jiuyin's, Great Dao Merit was still Great Dao Merit. As a supreme spiritual object that even the top-tier Chaos Demon Gods coveted, the seventy percent of Great Dao Merit divided among Dijiang, Houtu, and the others was enough to allow twenty-one beings without any cultivation to leap into the realm of Golden Immortals of the Origin.

In other words, theoretically speaking, with so much Great Dao Merit infused into them, even a pig could become a Hunyuan Divine Pig!

Of course, just like with Zhu Jiuyin, this Great Dao Merit was primarily used to improve the origins of the Ancestral Witches; the boost to their cultivation and strength was merely a side effect.

As a result, the strength of the eleven Ancestral Witches, including Dijiang and Houtu, did not increase significantly—each only rose by a small realm—but their origins leaped from that of top-tier Innate Demon Gods to that of Chaos Beings.

Just as any being born in the Primordial World could be called a Primordial Being, any being born in the Chaos World could, in fact, be called a Chaos Being.

And unlike the Primordial World, which divided the origins of beings into acquired, innate, and Innate Demon God, there were only two levels in the Chaos World: the origin of a Chaos Being and the origin of a Chaos Demon God.

There was only one way to distinguish between these two origins: by looking at their cultivation at the time of birth.

If their cultivation was below the Golden Immortal of the Origin realm at birth, they were of the Chaos Being origin.

If they were born at the Golden Immortal of the Origin realm, they were of the Chaos Demon God origin.

Of course, under the Great Dao, there were only three thousand Chaos Beings capable of achieving the "Chaos Demon God" origin.

This was the origin of the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods.

Hongjun, originally a Chaos Earthworm, was born with the cultivation of a peak Golden Immortal of the Origin, so his origin was that of a top-tier Chaos Being.

At this moment, among the eleven Ancestral Witches, the strength of Dijiang and Houtu had reached the peak of the Golden Immortal of the Origin realm, so their origins, tempered by the Great Dao Merit, had risen to the level of top-tier Chaos Being origins.

Excluding Dijiang and Houtu, Ancestral Witches like Zhurong and Gonggong, whose strength was slightly inferior by a small realm and only at the late stage of the Golden Immortal of the Origin, could only reach the level of high-grade Chaos Being origins.

But even so, they still felt that their comprehensive strength in all aspects was at least five times that of ordinary cultivators at the same realm.

This was the crushing advantage caused by a difference in origin.

It was like the comparison between ten kilograms of iron and ten kilograms of cotton; the mass was the same, but the effect of hitting someone was completely different.

More importantly, with the transformation of the Ancestral Witches' origins, the upper limits they could reach in their future cultivation were also rising.

In this regard, even the weakest Chaos Being was absolutely stronger than the strongest Innate Demon God.

For a top-tier Innate Demon God, without great opportunity and great fortune, wanting to prove the Golden Immortal of the Origin or become a Saint was harder than ascending to heaven.

Isn't that right, Minghe?

Isn't that right, Zhenyuanzi?

Conversely, for a Chaos Being, as long as they did not perish, even if they slept all day, there would come a day when they broke through to the Golden Immortal of the Origin realm.

However, just as the Ancestral Witches were so happy they couldn't keep their mouths from curling up, they looked up and saw Zhu Jiuyin's slightly anxious face.

At this moment, all the Ancestral Witches present, including Dijiang and Houtu, were stunned.

For a time, outside the Ancestral Land of the Witch Race, there was an unavoidable silence.

In fact, whether it was Zhu Jiuyin or the Ancestral Witches present, although they had been refining the Great Dao Merit, it did not mean they were ignorant of the outside world.

Therefore, even Zhurong and Gonggong knew that the merit the Great Dao bestowed upon Zhu Jiuyin this time was almost equal to the sum of the Great Dao Merit of five Ancestral Witches combined.

Beyond that, the Great Dao had even manifested its holiness and personally bestowed a Chaos Spiritual Treasure upon Zhu Jiuyin.

That was a Chaos Spiritual Treasure, the second one in the entire Witch Race besides Pangu Hall.

They knew even better that outside the Ancestral Land at this moment, countless mighty figures, likely including the Dao Ancestor Hongjun himself, were staring at them intently, even hoping they would start fighting immediately.

It would be best if they fought until the heavens and earth lost their color, best if they fought until the sun and moon lost their light.

As it turned out, they were not wrong; at this moment, even the heartless and impartial Heavenly Dao had turned its gaze toward them.

Of course, It was not there to gossip or watch a show; It was simply afraid that if the Ancestral Witches fought like madmen, they might cause irreparable damage to the Primordial World.

Pfft... Hahaha!

Just as everyone thought the Ancestral Witches were about to start fighting, a burst of laughter, sounding like rolling thunder, erupted among them.

Everyone instinctively looked over and discovered that the owner of the laughter was none other than the Ancestral Witch of Thunder, Qiangliang.