Show Their Might and Knock the Ancestral Witches Down a Peg; Shen Emphasizes the Need to Keep Lying Low

Zhu Jiuyin heard Jumang's exclamation and smiled faintly to himself.

He felt that this still wasn't enough. He could sense that Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches had gotten a little carried away after gaining Great Dao Merit and making great strides in their origins and strength.

So he decided to turn up the pressure on them a little more.

"What if I told you that even the return of the Six Sages of the Heavenly Dao isn't actually the most serious matter? Have you ever considered that the Six Sages of the Heavenly Dao are all just Hongjun's disciples? In other words, they're basically tools for Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao to control the Primordial World.

"So what we should really be worried about is that once the Six Sages of the Heavenly Dao return, Hongjun will be able to attain the supreme position in the Primordial World: Spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao.

"The Spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao—the strongest living being beneath the Heavenly Dao, and its manifestation in the Primordial World. Just imagine how powerful Hongjun would become."

Hiss...

At that moment, even Dijiang couldn't help drawing in a sharp breath.

It was true that their strength had greatly increased and their origins had transformed. Given enough time, attaining the Hunyuan Realm was only a matter of time.

But what came after the Hunyuan Realm?

The Hunyuan Realm!

So what if their origins had already reached the level of Chaos Beings?

Chaos Beings might not find it difficult to attain the Hunyuan Realm, but how many of them could break through to the Seventh Heaven of the Origin?

One in a million.

The Chaos World was vast, but there weren't many Chaos Beings—only three billion.

This was also a restriction set by the Great Dao, just like how the number of Chaos Demon Gods, who were also Chaos Realm experts, had to be kept at three thousand.

The Heavenly Dao held the possibility of change, but beneath the Great Dao, all things were fixed!

So, all told, the number of Chaos Beings in the Chaos World who were above the Seventh Heaven of the Origin, along with the Chaos Demon Gods, came to only three hundred thousand.

That might sound like a lot, but spread across the entire Chaos World, the countless Great Thousand Worlds, and even the Immeasurable World, it was far too few.

All one could say was that beneath the Great Dao, "three" was a truly mysterious number.

So after reaching the Hunyuan Realm, breaking through each minor level required tens or hundreds of thousands of years, or even longer.

And breakthroughs between major levels that were almost like a transformation—such as going from the Third Heaven of Hunyuan to the Fourth Heaven of the Origin, or from the Sixth Heaven of the Origin to the Seventh Heaven of the Origin—could take an unlimited amount of time.

"Then if Hongjun becomes the Spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao, just how powerful will he be?"

Dijiang had finally asked the most crucial question.

"At least the Seventh Heaven of the Origin. It's possible he could reach the Eighth Heaven of the Origin. And if he used every means at his disposal, he might even be able to unleash strength close to the Ninth Heaven of the Origin for a short time."

Gulp...

At that moment, Dijiang fell silent, and the other Ancestral Witches were left speechless as well.

With their origins transformed and their Turbid Qi dispelled, the Ancestral Witches were no longer as dim-witted as before.

As a result, they had learned many secrets of the Chaos World through the inheritance passed down from Pangu.

And it was precisely because they knew so much that they were so horrified.

At least the Seventh Heaven of the Origin!

"So if Hongjun becomes the Spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao now, even if we Ancestral Witches once again form Pangu's True Form, we definitely won't be his match.

"And even after all of us attain the Hunyuan Realm and become Wu Saints, the True Form of Pangu formed by twelve Wu Saint-level Ancestral Witches might still be no match for Hongjun, the Spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao?"

Houtu pondered for a moment, then asked.

Zhu Jiuyin nodded heavily. "That's about right. After the Hunyuan Realm, each heaven is a whole new hurdle.

"I estimate that even after we attain the Hunyuan Realm and form Pangu's True Form, its strength might reach no higher than the Seventh Heaven of the Origin.

"Our ceiling is only Hongjun's floor."

At that, the Ancestral Witches' previously buoyant spirits sank.

How to put it? Before, under the influence of Turbid Qi, the Ancestral Witches had more or less adopted an attitude of taking each day as it came. If they died, so be it—they would simply return to Father God's embrace. They hadn't cared what happened to them.

This was much like how the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans had grown more bloodthirsty and fearless of death under the influence of Calamity Qi during the great tribulation.

But now, the Turbid Qi was gone.

More importantly, the Ancestral Witches' origins had all transformed.

That meant that attaining the Hunyuan Realm was only a matter of time.

In that situation, naturally they no longer wanted to die so carelessly.

Any living being who feared death would inevitably fear those stronger than them.

After all, fear was rooted in the dread of dying.

Seeing that his point had landed, Zhu Jiuyin turned to his real purpose.

"So from now on, whether we're the Ancestral Witches or the Witch Race, we must remain cautious.

"Don't get carried away just because it seems we got the better of Hongjun a little during the last period. Don't assume that from now on, Dao Ancestor Hongjun is nothing more than an old earthworm.

"That kind of attitude is absolutely unacceptable.

"We must understand clearly that our opponent is Dao Ancestor Hongjun. Like Father God, he was born in the Chaos Era and fought his way through the Chaos, Primordial, and Ancient Eras, defeating countless powerful enemies before finally 'sitting high in Purple Heaven Palace, ruling the universe on Heaven's behalf.'

"To underestimate such an opponent, even by the slightest bit, is to gamble with the future and fate of ourselves and the entire Witch Race!"

Zhu Jiuyin's words rang out with the weight of iron, like the tolling of a temple bell at dawn, striking every Ancestral Witch to the core.

At that moment, several Ancestral Witches who had been calling him "old earthworm" again and again couldn't help lowering their heads.

A glint of resolve flashed through Xuanming's eyes, and she abruptly stood up. "I started this. I was wrong. I apologize to all my brothers and sisters."

Seeing even their youngest sister, who had emerged into the world last, step forward, Zhurong and the others who had often been the loudest quickly stood up as well and admitted their mistakes one after another.

Only then did Zhu Jiuyin show a faint smile. "It's enough that you've recognized your mistake. Sit down."

Zhu Jiuyin pressed a hand down, and Xuanming and the other Ancestral Witches sat back down.

Without anyone noticing, Zhu Jiuyin's authority among the Ancestral Witches had reached the point where his word was law.

Zhu Jiuyin smiled. "So after all that, I just hope Big Brother and all my younger brothers and sisters will remember what I've been emphasizing all along..."

"I know, I know. Keep lying low, right? From now on, our Witch Race must do everything we can to keep lying low!"

"Exactly! Zhurong's got it right. We just have to keep lying low!" Zhu Jiuyin praised Zhurong. "As long as we keep our heads down far enough, no matter how powerful Hongjun is or how many schemes he has, he won't be able to do a thing to us!"