Thirty-Six Heavens, Tongtian's Visit

With a heaven-and-earth Immeasurable Tribulation, there would inevitably be boundless merit.

The Demon Clan was one of the protagonists destined to answer the tribulation.

The Three Pure Ones had come under the orders of Heavenly Dao Hongjun to take charge of this matter.

As for the Western Two Sages, they too were itching to make a move.

Yet Heavenly Dao Hongjun had not issued a decree, so they did not dare act rashly.

They could only stir up trouble in petty, underhanded ways, but unfortunately, the Witch Clan intercepted them outside Pangu Hall.

The other great powers of the Primordial World were much the same.

For a time, all eyes in the Primordial World turned toward the Witch Clan.

Or rather.

Toward their territory.

As for Dijiang's recent act of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys, how could it possibly withstand the lure of profit?

Moreover, when the tribulation arrived, how could it concern only the Witch and Demon Clans?

War flames rose across the Primordial Wilderness.

Yet at this moment, the entire Witch Clan had gathered within Pangu Hall.

"Thirty-Six Heavens!!!"

Pangu Hall was a world unto itself.

And above this world hung thirty-six planets.

At a glance, they seemed as tiny as stars in the sky.

Yet the Ancestral Shamans knew that every Sea-Calming Pearl contained a small world.

And within every small world lived nearly a hundred million trillion members of the Witch Clan.

Though they were called small worlds, each was more than ten thousand times larger than Blue Star from the dream.

After all.

With Pangu Hall as the foundation, the resources generated by the Sea-Calming Pearls as they evolved into heavens were sufficient to support the Witch Clan's cultivation all the way to the Golden Immortal Realm.

Anyone who broke through to the Golden Immortal Realm would be brought into the world of Pangu Hall.

Thus, a virtuous cycle was formed.

"Big Brother, what an incredible method."

"With a wave of your hand, you brought in all the Witch Clan's people."

"At this rate, as long as a few hundred billion more years pass, the Primordial World will be ours."

"..."

The Ancestral Shamans looked at the Thirty-Six Heavens, then at Pangu Hall.

As long as their Witch Clan was given enough time, and with Dijiang now blessed by Father God Pangu's Primordial Spirit—

The Witch Clan's future development would surely astonish the entire Primordial World.

Especially after witnessing the Thirty-Six Heavens established by Dijiang with their own eyes, they felt even more strongly that the future was promising.

For Dijiang had not simply relocated the Witch Clan's people into the Thirty-Six Heavens. He had used the thirty-six Sea-Calming Pearls of the Thirty-Six Heavens to form the Thirty-Six Heavenly Dipper Gods-and-Devils Formation.

This formation not only nourished the small worlds of the heavens, but also replenished the thirty-six Sea-Calming Pearls.

One day in the future, they might have the chance to advance once more.

They might even transform into gods-and-devils bodies and become World God-Devils.

Naturally, within the Thirty-Six Heavenly Dipper Gods-and-Devils Formation, Dijiang had also embedded the Supreme Sun-Moon-Stars Formation, the Heaven-Measure Formation, Yin-Yang Reversal, Four Seasons Transformation, All-Heaven Stars, and countless other formations.

Though Pangu's Primordial Spirit was only at the Mid-Stage Quasi-Saint level, one had to consider what era that Quasi-Saint had come from.

That was a Quasi-Saint from the Chaos Era. The vast knowledge contained within it was, Dijiang believed, not much inferior to that of present-day sages.

Things such as setting up formations were more than enough to sustain the operation of these small worlds.

"A guest has arrived. You don't need to come out."

Outside Mount Buzhou, Tongtian descended from the heavens.

Dijiang sensed him immediately, and his expression grew solemn.

A Sage was making a move!

"Sage Tongtian, your esteemed arrival brings great honor to our Witch Clan."

Pangu Hall opened, and Dijiang appeared at its entrance with the eleven Ancestral Shamans.

"Red flower, white lotus root, green lotus leaf—once they take root in the earth, they are one family."

Tongtian smiled.

He had volunteered to visit the Witch Clan first.

Deep down, he did not actually dislike the Witch Clan.

Among the Three Pure Ones, his temperament was even closer to that of the Witch Clan.

When he spoke those words, the Twelve Ancestor Witches all stared at Tongtian in surprise.

It was simply unbelievable.

Tongtian said, "Fellow Daoists, will you not invite me in for a seat?"

"We have been discourteous. Fellow Daoist Tongtian, please come in!!"

Dijiang stepped aside and welcomed him with an outstretched hand.

He no longer called him Sage, changing instead to Fellow Daoist Tongtian.

Over the endless years, Tongtian had in fact always maintained contact with the Witch Clan.

He had even often discussed the Dao with the Twelve Ancestor Witches.

But with Taiqing remaining silent and Yuanshi disapproving, Tongtian visited less and less often.

Especially after the Three Pure Ones became sages, Tongtian had never visited the Witch Clan again.

Now that they met again, they had expected things to be awkward.

Yet Tongtian's single sentence had drawn their feelings close to the utmost.

Even Dijiang, who had seen the future plot, could not help sighing inwardly.

Tongtian truly was a man of genuine temperament.

Unfortunately, before an Immeasurable Tribulation, even brotherly bonds could not withstand the test.

But now was not the time for sympathy. He could barely protect himself, so why think about all that?

"May I pay my respects to Pangu?"

Compared with the Witch Clan, who called him Father God, the Three Pure Ones addressed him as the Great God.

"You have such sincerity. How could I refuse to fulfill your wish?"

Dijiang raised an eyebrow.

Ten years of dreaming.

Yet he still could not change the Witch Clan's rough-and-ready habits.

Tongtian had nearly moved him with one simple sentence.

So this was Tongtian's true purpose.

While reflecting on himself, the group arrived at the place where Pangu was worshipped.

There was neither portrait nor statue.

Before the blood pool stood a stone stele bearing Father God Pangu's name.

The blood pool was where they had been born, while the stele had been erected later.

Though it bore only four short characters, they contained boundless, majestic power.

They had searched through every treasure in heaven and earth, yet not a single item could withstand those four characters.

Later.

By chance, an ordinary stone was able to bear the four great characters, "Father God Pangu."

That was why the present tombstone existed.

When Tongtian arrived there, Dijiang's true body, hidden in the shadows, had already joined forces with all the other Ancestral Shamans.

If Tongtian showed even the slightest abnormality, they would cooperate with Pangu Hall and forcibly suppress him.

Tongtian reverently kowtowed and offered incense, then turned and left.

"He actually paid his respects. Tongtian truly is extraordinary."

"The Three Pure Ones are one family. Does this mean they acknowledge that our Witch Clan is the true Pangu Orthodoxy?"

"Not necessarily. These sages are far too cunning."

"..."

Unlike the other Ancestral Shamans, who could not see through the matter.

Dijiang's brows were tightly furrowed.

Tongtian's bow was no simple matter.

He was a Sage.

If Dijiang had not been controlling Pangu Hall, how could this world possibly have endured a Sage's bow?

This was bad!!!

Behind the scenes, Dijiang hurriedly joined with Pangu Hall and began deducing.

Meanwhile, the external incarnations of the Twelve Ancestor Witches had already led Tongtian to the main discussion hall.

"It has been three million years since I last drank Fellow Daoist Zhu Rong's tea."

"Time flies, yet it leaves no traces upon us."

"Still, Fellow Daoist Zhu Rong's skill in brewing tea has improved again!!"

Although Zhu Rong looked rough and burly, his skill at brewing tea was truly unparalleled.

With the cooperation of Ancestral Shamans such as Gonggong—

Whether it was the water or the tea.

Both were of the finest quality.

"Haha, this tea was brewed with Three Thousand Blazing Flames."

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, I'm not boasting. You simply cannot drink tea like this anywhere else in the Primordial World."

"Please!!!"

With a flick of his finger.

A tiny teacup landed before Tongtian.

Zhu Rong spoke in a deep, booming voice, giving no indication whatsoever that he was an external incarnation.