Thirteen Creation Jade Disc Fragments

Wuchen left Mount Buzhou and wandered the Primordial World without any particular destination, intending to find a temporary cultivation ground and enter seclusion to break through to a realm above the Great Luo.

He had already planted the seeds. They would need time to bloom and bear fruit.

During this process, he naturally could not remain stagnant.

Once Hongjun attained the Dao, the realms of the three thousand dust-world cultivators would rapidly rise, and Great Luo Golden Immortals would soon fall out of the Primordial World's top tier.

Even the Quasi-Sage realm created by Hongjun would not last for long.

Wuchen did not know whether he could attain the Dao before Yuanshi and the others, who had taken the shortcut, but he at least had to maintain his advantage at the Quasi-Sage level.

One day.

As Wuchen flew through the air, a sudden premonition stirred in his heart. He instinctively lowered his gaze toward the mountain range below.

It was an utterly ordinary mountain range.

Its divine charm and spiritual energy were both unremarkable. It was merely an ordinary mountain range.

Wuchen took a step and arrived at the location of the opportunity.

Before he could search carefully, an innate grand formation revealed itself of its own accord.

It even opened a gateway for him.

"Hm?"

Wuchen was mildly surprised. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

As the saying went, the skilled were bold.

Since the innate grand formation dared to open its gates, he had no reason to retreat.

Wuchen stepped into the formation.

The instant he entered, the open gateway snapped shut.

The innate grand formation concealed itself once more.

Having passed through the gateway, Wuchen found himself inside a cave.

Clearly, the innate grand formation had sealed the cave entrance.

The cave was not large, measuring roughly five meters in both width and height, and shaped like an irregular circle.

The interior was pitch-black.

However, darkness could not obstruct the vision of a dignified Great Luo Golden Immortal.

The instant he entered the cave.

Wuchen sensed something deep within it drawing him in.

The pull was incredibly strong.

Moreover, it resonated with the many laws he controlled.

"Could it be..."

A gleam flashed in Wuchen's eyes. Without stopping to think further, he transformed into a divine ray of light and sped toward the depths of the cave.

The cave was not deep, and he soon reached its end.

Before him lay an enormous karst cavern.

It stood three to four hundred meters high and nearly a hundred meters across.

At the center of the cavern stood a round stone platform three meters in diameter.

Suspended over a meter above the platform was a palm-sized piece of lustrous white jade, radiating a soft white glow and a dense aura of rules.

Its edges were uneven, as though it were a fragment.

"As expected!"

At the sight of the jade fragment, the gleam in Wuchen's eyes grew even brighter.

Within the Primordial World, the only thing capable of resonating with so many laws at once was likely a Creation Jade Butterfly Fragment inscribed with three thousand rules.

With a beckon of Wuchen's right hand, the Creation Jade Butterfly Fragment flew straight toward him.

It offered no resistance and landed in his palm.

Wuchen sent his divine sense into it and discovered that the fragment contained thirteen complete rules, along with several incomplete ones.

The fourteen complete rules were precisely purification, annihilation, karmic power, merit, creation, earth, fire, water, wind, spacetime, and life and death.

Rules stood above laws.

In other words, with this Creation Jade Butterfly Fragment, Wuchen could easily break through to the Primordial Golden Immortal realm and even reach the Primordial Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

However...

As he had said before, Pangu had already taken the path of Primordial Unity to its ultimate limit. No one could accomplish what even Pangu had failed to accomplish.

At the very least, Wuchen did not believe he could surpass Pangu.

A Primordial Great Luo Golden Immortal might already stand at the pinnacle of the Primordial World, an unrivaled powerhouse capable of deciding the life and death of countless beings, but it was ultimately somewhat lacking.

Wuchen looked around and felt that this place would make a fine location for secluded cultivation.

Since that was the case, he would cultivate here.

With a leap, he landed steadily on the stone platform at the center of the cavern.

Wuchen sat down cross-legged.

With a wave of his hand, the twenty-fourth-grade Genesis Azure Lotus appeared before him.

The Creation Jade Butterfly Fragment hovered beside the lotus.

Both could help him enter Primordial Unity, but he was unwilling to walk the old path of Primordial Unity.

Wuchen slowly closed his eyes.

"Buzz, buzz..."

The twenty-fourth-grade Genesis Azure Lotus and the Creation Jade Butterfly Fragment suddenly began to flicker with faint white and azure light, circling around him.

All of Wuchen's focus soon sank into comprehending the Dao.

What he comprehended was the sliver of opportunity he had grasped earlier.

While Wuchen was in seclusion, undercurrents also surged through the outside Primordial World.

After their crushing defeat at Mount Buzhou.

Dijun, Taiyi, Bai Ze, and the other Great Luo Golden Immortals began spreading word everywhere of the Witch Clan's tyranny and might, intending to unite all beings of the Primordial World against the Witch Clan.

Under their persuasion, more and more beings joined the camp seeking to subjugate the Witch Clan.

As it continued to grow stronger.

The Demon Court gradually began to take shape, awaiting only the day of its establishment.

What Dijun and the others had not expected was this.

The Witch Clan, once incomparably domineering and arrogant, had suddenly gone quiet.

They no longer possessed their former overbearing arrogance.

No matter how they provoked them, the Witch Clan remained unmoved.

Jimeng gave a disdainful smile.

"Heh, I thought they were so arrogant. Turns out they're all bark and no bite."

The other Great Luo cultivators could not help but chuckle as well.

In their eyes, the Witch Clan had seen that they were numerous and powerful.

They were afraid.

Taiyi looked at Dijun. "Brother, why don't we strike directly at their doorstep?"

He had never forgotten their crushing defeat last time.

Now that they had finally gathered enough people, how could they simply let the matter go?

Yingzhao echoed, "I agree. We didn't gather together to play house. We must let the Witch Clan know how formidable we are."

"Agreed!"

"Agreed!"

The other Great Luo Golden Immortals voiced their agreement one after another. Clearly, none of them intended to let the matter rest.

"No!"

Although everyone agreed to strike at the Witch Clan's doorstep, Bai Ze stepped forward to oppose them.

This made the crowd frown.

Bai Ze explained, "Though we are numerous now, you should know the true strength of those beings below us.

Attacking them directly would indeed be satisfying, and we would have a fair chance of victory, but have you considered how many beings would die in this battle?"

At those words, everyone fell silent.

The Witch Clan's strength was right there for all to see. If they truly fought to the bitter end, seventy percent of the motley rabble they had gathered would likely perish in this war.

Even Great Luo cultivators like themselves risked dying and having their Dao extinguished.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were no pushovers.

Taiyi looked at Bai Ze, a trace of displeasure on his face.

"Are we simply letting this go?"

Before Bai Ze could speak, Dijun had already guessed his thoughts.

"At the end of the day, what we have gathered is merely a disorderly mob. Even if we are numerous, we may not be a match for the Witch Clan, whose members share the same origin.

Only through long-term integration and training, forging them into a single united force, can we form true combat strength and minimize our losses."

Taiyi and the others silently nodded, clearly agreeing with him.

Having gathered only temporarily, they truly were nothing more than a disorderly mob.

If a real battle broke out, they might not even be able to distinguish friend from foe.

Bai Ze nodded in agreement. "Exactly. If we begin the war immediately, even if we win, it would likely be a pyrrhic victory. It is not worth it."