Zhu Jiuyin: Worst Case, We Sink the Primordial World

Zhu Jiuyin was not convinced by this.

"Then can you enter the Ancestral Land!"

He retorted directly to Hongjun's words.

Hongjun merely smiled.

"You, you still don't understand..."

At this, Hongjun channeled the power of the Heavenly Dao, instantly shrouding everything outside the Ancestral Land of the Witch Race, completely cutting off the view of the many mighty figures who were watching.

"Ah... this!"

In that moment, from the Three Pure Ones down to the ordinary Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals, everyone felt a sense of profound loss.

Previously, when Hongjun said he would henceforth treat Zhu Jiuyin as an equal, there had been shock and a sense of loss, but it had felt somewhat unreal.

Or rather, many mighty figures could still deceive themselves. After all, to them, wasn't Zhu Jiuyin just the Primordial Spirit of Pangu fused with the Turbid Qi of the Primordial World? What was the big deal?

Not to mention that the Three Pure Ones were formed from fragments of Pangu's Primordial Spirit fused with the Clear Qi of the Primordial World; their origins and destiny were even superior to Zhu Jiuyin's.

The Demon Race's Di Jun and Tai Yi were also born from the fortune of the Sun Star over countless ages; their origins and destiny were not much worse than Zhu Jiuyin's.

Beyond them, if one counted carefully, Nuwa, Fuxi, Jie Yin, Zhun Ti, Zhenyuanzi, Minghe, and the rest of the top-tier Innate Demon Gods—which one of them was easy to deal with?

Therefore, it was very difficult to make them admit that Zhu Jiuyin was stronger than them.

But now, Hongjun had used cold, hard facts to tell them that he had matters to discuss with Zhu Jiuyin, and that no other mighty figure was even qualified to know about it.

This was what truly broke their defenses.

Mainly, because of this, the gap between them and Zhu Jiuyin was now laid bare.

Unless they could one day receive such personal acknowledgment from Hongjun, they would have to lower their heads whenever they saw Zhu Jiuyin in the future.

Well, they had watched the show until the end, only to find the clown wasn't on stage; after a careful search, they realized the clowns were themselves.

They were devastated!

The mighty figures remained silent for a while, then unanimously chose to go into seclusion.

Strength, it was all about strength. In the Primordial World, strength was truly the most important thing.

Why was Zhu Jiuyin able to receive such courtesy from Hongjun? Wasn't it precisely because he had truly forced the Heavenly Dao to return empty-handed, and even forced Hongjun to bow his head?

Regardless of whether he was borrowing the legacy of Pangu, who could deny that Pangu's legacy was also a part of Zhu Jiuyin's strength?

It was like a wealthy heir inheriting the fortune left by his ancestors; could one say that this wealth was not part of his own net worth?

"Speak, what exactly does the Dao Ancestor wish to say to me?"

Zhu Jiuyin realized that there was no third person between him and Hongjun.

In other words, unless someone's cultivation was far above Hongjun's, no one else could overhear what they were saying.

Of course, because the concealment of the heavenly secrets between him and Hongjun did not harm Zhu Jiuyin or the Witch Race, the autonomous defense of Pangu Hall did not activate.

"Little friend, I have always considered you a clever person, so you must understand that Houtu replacing Nuwa to create humans is something the Heavenly Dao absolutely cannot tolerate."

"And what if it cannot be tolerated? Are you and the Heavenly Dao only allowed to suppress or even destroy our Witch Race, while we are not allowed to fight back? There is no such cheap deal in this world!"

"The Heavenly Dao is ruthless. Therefore, once something touches its bottom line, the Heavenly Dao will never allow it to happen, even at the cost of severely damaging or destroying the Primordial World."

"What if it is damaged? What if it is destroyed? My Witch Race stays well within our Ancestral Land; even if the Primordial World is destroyed, what does that have to do with us?"

"It had nothing to do with you before. Even if you Ancestral Witches did not absorb the Turbid Qi, the Great Dao cannot force a living being or a race to bear certain obligations. But now, it is different."

At this, a hint of mockery appeared on Hongjun's unchanging face.

"Because the reason the Heavenly Dao lost control this time lies in your desire to have Houtu replace Nuwa in creating the Human Race. This act completely overturned the great trend of the Heavenly Dao and shattered its layout."

"Therefore, once an unspeakable catastrophe occurs, you, as the one who initiated all of this, will inevitably bear seventy percent of the karma."

"And without needing the destruction of the Primordial World, the mere transformation of the Western World into a dead zone would be enough to alarm the Great Dao."

"By then, the Heavenly Dao and I will bear thirty percent of the punishment, which would only cost us two minor realms of cultivation. But you, little friend?"

"Can you and the Ancestral Witches behind you bear seventy percent of the Great Dao's punishment?"

Zhu Jiuyin fell silent.

At the level of Zhu Jiuyin and Hongjun, they did not lie.

Because once cultivation reaches a certain realm, lying becomes useless.

Every living being, once they reach the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal stage, possesses to some degree the ability to foresee the future, especially regarding their own future.

Therefore, while the premonitions of ordinary beings are merely warnings, for those who have reached or surpassed the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal stage, these premonitions are reality.

Under such circumstances, even if a Sage were to lie to a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, the flaw would be instantly detected.

Beyond the constraints of the ability to foresee the future, the higher one's cultivation, the less one can lie.

A lie itself is a form of weakness, a desecration of oneself.

After all, if you are truly strong, why would you need to lie?

Of course, lying is one thing, and scheming against others is another; one is hypocrisy, while the other is wisdom. They are not the same.

It was precisely because he knew Hongjun was not lying, and that even the River of Time had issued a warning the moment Hongjun pointed out the crux of the matter, that Zhu Jiuyin remained so silent.

In other words, if they insisted on having their own way, truly forcing Houtu to replace Nuwa and driving the Heavenly Dao into a corner, ultimately dragging the Western World down with them, the Ancestral Witches would have to bear seventy percent of the karma and culpability.

At this point, Zhu Jiuyin knew that his current scheme had essentially failed.

Thirty percent of the Great Dao's punishment was enough to leave the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun severely wounded, but it would only be a severe wounding.

However, he, Zhu Jiuyin, and the other Ancestral Witches would have to shoulder seventy percent of the Great Dao's punishment.

Seventy percent. Just thinking about how thirty percent of the Great Dao's punishment was enough to make the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun so wary, he realized that under seventy percent, perhaps only he and Houtu could barely survive among the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

However, wanting him to let the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun off the hook so easily was absolutely impossible.

"I admit that what you say makes a lot of sense, but wanting me to just stop here is also absolutely impossible!"

"You, the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun, are quite overbearing. You've come knocking on our door—do you really think we can just endure it?"

"I might as well tell you this: since Houtu creating humanity would trigger the wrath of the Heavenly Dao and lead to unspeakable consequences, then my Witch Race can do the same."

"If you and the Heavenly Dao dare to run off today without paying a price, then we, the Witch Race, dare to directly detonate all the Turbid Qi in the entire Primordial World!"

"I'll say it again: at worst, we'll sink the Primordial World. Who's afraid of whom!"