Ming's Power, a Warning to the Ancestral Witch; Shen's Principle, Continuing to Lie Flat

Zhu Jiuyin smiled inwardly upon hearing Jumang's exclamation.

He felt this was not enough, as he could sense that Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches had become somewhat complacent after their recent gains in Great Dao Merit, which had significantly boosted their foundations and strength.

Therefore, he decided to turn up the pressure on the Ancestral Witches once more.

"What if I told you that even the arrival of the Six Sages of the Heavenly Dao is not the most serious issue? I wonder if you have considered that the Six Sages are, after all, merely Hongjun's disciples. In other words, they are essentially tools for Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao to control the Primordial World.

"What we must realize is far more critical: once the Six Sages of the Heavenly Dao take their positions, Hongjun will be able to attain the supreme status of Spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao.

"The Spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao—the strongest being under the Heavenly Dao, and the manifestation of the Heavenly Dao within the Primordial World. You can imagine just how powerful Hongjun will become by then."

Hiss...

At that moment, even Dijiang could not help but gasp.

Yes, their strength had greatly increased and their foundations had transformed; it was only a matter of time before they achieved Hunyuan, provided they had enough time.

But what about after reaching the Hunyuan Realm?

The Hunyuan Realm.

Even if their foundations were now at the level of a Chaos Being, so what?

It might not be difficult for a Chaos Being to achieve Hunyuan, but how many could break through to the Seventh Heaven of Hunyuan?

Only one in a million.

The Chaos World was vast, but there were not many Chaos Beings—only three hundred billion.

This was a restriction set by the Great Dao, much like how the number of Chaos Demon Gods, or powerhouses of the Chaos Realm, was strictly capped at three thousand.

The Heavenly Dao might have variables, but under the Great Dao, all is destined!

Thus, throughout the entire Chaos World, the number of Chaos Beings at or above the Seventh Heaven of Hunyuan, including the Chaos Demon Gods, totaled only three hundred thousand.

It sounded like a large number, but when spread across the entire Chaos World, the infinite Great Thousand Worlds, and even the immeasurable worlds, it was far too few.

One could only say that under the Great Dao, "three" was a truly miraculous number.

Therefore, every minor breakthrough after reaching the Hunyuan Realm required hundreds of thousands of years, or even longer.

And if it were a breakthrough between major realms—like the near-metamorphosis from the Third Heaven to the Fourth Heaven, or the Sixth Heaven to the Seventh Heaven—the time required could be indefinitely extended.

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

Dijiang finally asked the most crucial question.

"At least the Seventh Heaven of Hunyuan. The possibility of the Eighth Heaven cannot be ruled out, and if he exhausts all his means, he might even be able to unleash power approaching the Ninth Heaven of Hunyuan for a short time."

Gulp...

At this moment, Dijiang fell silent, and the other Ancestral Witches were left speechless.

With the change in their foundations and the dissipation of the turbid qi, the Ancestral Witches' intelligence was no longer what it once was.

Because of this, they had learned many secrets of the Chaos World through the inheritance originating from Pangu.

It was precisely because they knew so much that they were so horrified.

The Seventh Heaven of Hunyuan as a baseline!

"In other words, if Hongjun attains the status of Spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao now, even if we Ancestral Witches condense the True Form of Pangu again, we will definitely not be his match.

"Even if we all achieve Hunyuan in the future and become Wu Saints, would the True Form of Pangu condensed by the twelve Wu Saint-level Ancestral Witches combined likely still be no match for Hongjun as the Spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao?"

Houtu pondered for a moment before asking.

Zhu Jiuyin nodded heavily. "You could say that. After Hunyuan, every heaven is a barrier.

"I estimate that even if we condense the True Form of Pangu after achieving Hunyuan, its peak strength would likely only reach the Seventh Heaven of Hunyuan.

"Our ceiling is merely Hongjun's floor."

Having reached this point, the Ancestral Witches' previously drifting mindset suddenly sank.

How to put it? Previously, influenced by the turbid qi, the Ancestral Witches had more or less adopted a "live for the day" attitude—a fatalistic indifference where they didn't care about the consequences, feeling that if they died, they would simply return to the embrace of their Father God.

This was similar to how the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Tribes had become bloodthirsty and fearless under the influence of the tribulation qi during the Great Calamity.

But now, the turbid qi was gone.

More importantly, the Ancestral Witches' foundations had transformed.

This meant that their future achievement of Hunyuan was only a matter of time.

In such a situation, they naturally no longer wished to die so easily.

Any living being, once they fear death, will inevitably develop a sense of dread toward those stronger than themselves.

After all, the foundation of fear is the fear of death.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Zhu Jiuyin turned to cast his ultimate objective.

"Therefore, moving forward, whether it is us Ancestral Witches or the Witch Race as a whole, we must continue to remain cautious and prudent.

"Do not become complacent just because we seemed to have gained a slight edge over Hongjun recently, thinking that from now on, this Dao Ancestor or that Hongjun is nothing more than an old earthworm.

"That mindset is absolutely unacceptable."

We must clearly recognize that the opponent we are facing is the Dao Ancestor Hongjun, a spokesperson for the Heavenly Dao who, like Father God, was born in the Chaos era and fought his way through the Chaos, Primordial, and Ancient eras, defeating countless powerful enemies to eventually "reside high in the Purple Heaven Palace, wielding the universe on behalf of Heaven."

Against such an opponent, the slightest bit of underestimation is equivalent to gambling with our own future and the fate of the entire Witch Race!

Zhu Jiuyin's words were resonant and forceful, striking the hearts of every Ancestral Witch like the tolling of evening drums and morning bells.

At this moment, the few Ancestral Witches who had been calling him an "old earthworm" could not help but lower their heads.

A look of resolve flashed through Xuanming's eyes as she stood up abruptly, "This matter started with me. I was wrong, and I apologize to all my brothers and sisters."

Seeing that Xuanming, the youngest sister who had been born the latest, had stepped forward, Zhurong and the other Ancestral Witches who usually clamored the loudest quickly stood up and offered their apologies one after another.

Only then did a hint of a smile appear on Zhu Jiuyin's face, "As long as you recognize your mistakes, that is enough. Sit down."

Zhu Jiuyin gestured with his hand, and Xuanming and the other Ancestral Witches sat back down.

Unknowingly, Zhu Jiuyin's authority among the Ancestral Witches had reached the point where his words were law.

Zhu Jiuyin smiled, "So, I say all this because I want Big Brother and all my younger brothers and sisters to remember what I have been emphasizing..."

"I know, I know, lying flat, right? From now on, our Witch Race will lie as flat as possible!"

"Right, Zhurong is right, it's just lying flat!" Zhu Jiuyin praised Zhurong, "As long as we lie flat enough, no matter how powerful Hongjun is or how many schemes he has, he will surely be unable to do anything about us!"