Different Camps

Azure Lotus Seed.

That was a seed that had fallen from the Chaos Green Lotus.

If it could be cultivated into a Chaos Green Lotus, then even a single fallen leaf could become an Innate Spiritual Treasure.

And the Heavenly Book.

That was the key to ending the next Immeasurable Tribulation.

With it, one would effectively have a grip on the lifeline of the next Investiture Calamity.

But this was the Demon-Witch Calamity.

How could there be another Immeasurable Tribulation before this one had even passed?

As for the Primordial Chaos Pearl!!!

"It can be used to nurture my own Law of Strength."

The Law of Strength.

It had another name: the Creation-Opening Law.

Or rather, if one wanted to "enlighten" the Law of Strength, one had to split open Heaven.

And to split open Heaven, one had to absorb the Three Thousand Laws.

The Chaos Pearl was known as an Innate Supreme Treasure, so it naturally contained the complete Three Thousand Laws within it.

Boom!!

The gates of Pangu Hall opened, like the beating heart of the Primordial Wilderness.

A Great Wind shot directly toward Zhunti.

"You vile thief!!"

At the sight, Zhunti no longer concealed the killing intent in his eyes.

He actually dared to defy a Sage Realm so brazenly.

He was far too arrogant.

As Zhunti flew into a rage.

The sky instantly turned blood-red.

For three years, he had lost all face.

Now, the time for revenge had come.

A forceful assault!!!

Thirty-Fifth Heaven, Taiqing Heaven.

"Haha, isn't Zhunti too ridiculous? He attacked for three years and still couldn't even get through the gates."

"He wanted to slap the Three Pure Ones in the face? He truly didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth."

"Why do I suddenly feel that the Witch Clan has already shown the Three Pure Ones tremendous respect?"

The Three Pure Ones exchanged glances, unable to hide the schadenfreude in their eyes.

"Idiot!!"

Yuanshi merely snorted coldly at this.

"It seems Zhunti can no longer keep up appearances."

Tongtian shook his head with a smile.

How could Pangu Hall possibly be opened so easily?

Fortunately, Zhunti had not used a Dharma Treasure. Otherwise, he would have lost all face completely.

"Let him make a fuss. He already took this job upon himself."

"We should keep an eye on the Human Race instead. Don't let Jieyin find an opening!!"

The Taiqing Saint looked toward Yuanshi and Tongtian.

It turned out that while Zhunti was battering at the gates of Pangu Hall, Jieyin had also sought out Zhen Yuanzi and Minghe.

After the Demon-Witch Calamity, the Human Race would surely rise to prosperity.

How could they allow the West to flourish instead?

Thus, with the Three Pure Ones intervening, Jieyin arrived in high spirits but returned disappointed.

Wa Sovereign Palace.

"Zhunti, Zhunti, you have underestimated the Witch Clan too greatly."

"You wanted to crush them with power. If that could work, I would have done it long ago."

"That fool Zhunti actually dared to force his way into Pangu Hall. Does he not know that Pangu left it behind?"

Nuwa belonged to the Demon Race and held Pangu in deep reverence.

After all, all things between heaven and earth had evolved from Pangu's fleshly body.

Though they were not biological sons like the Three Pure Ones and the Witch Clan, if one truly counted it out, they could at least be considered adopted sons.

It was precisely because Nuwa had become a Sage that she understood the Witch Clan even better.

After all, the ones who understood you best were often your enemies.

Heavenly Court.

"Big Brother, let's refine the formation!!"

They had repeatedly failed to contend for supremacy in the Primordial World, time and again being obstructed by Sages.

Without absolute strength, they likely would not achieve any good result even if they continued competing for supremacy.

Rather than that, they might as well study the Cosmic Gambling Battle Formation within the Chaos Bell.

"This formation is profound and complicated. I originally planned to refine it with great mana after becoming a Sage."

"But now?"

Di Jun's expression was complicated.

"Big Brother, we can't wait any longer."

Tai Yi hurriedly urged him.

"The Cosmic Starry Sky Grand Formation and the Mixed-Origin River Luo Grand Formation are our final methods. Yet the Demon-Summoning Banner is no longer in our hands."

The Demon-Summoning Banner commanded the Demon Race.

Without absolute authority, let alone the Primordial River Diagram Formation, they likely could not even complete the Cosmic Starry Sky Grand Formation.

"Damn Nuwa!!!"

Upon hearing this, Tai Yi's brows furrowed tightly as well.

The River Diagram and Luo Writing contained the Mixed-Origin River Luo Grand Formation, while the Chaos Bell contained the Cosmic Starry Sky Grand Formation.

It was not that the two brothers had not wanted to cultivate these formations; they had simply been comprehending them all along.

Only recently had they gained some insight and been able to attempt cultivating them.

Yet Nuwa had taken away the Demon-Summoning Banner.

Mount Buzhou.

"Zhunti, I've already opened the gates. Why don't you dare enter now??"

Dijiang spoke.

Yet his voice spread across the entire Primordial Wilderness.

"A mere Witch Clan dares flaunt its might before a Sage Realm? Who gave you such nerve!!!"

Zhunti had indeed become cautious by now.

After attacking Pangu Hall for three years, he knew those gates were far from ordinary.

Even a gate was like that, let alone what lay within the hall.

"Cut the nonsense. You pounded on our clan's gates for three years and have already offended the Witch Clan beyond reconciliation."

"Now either get lost, or come in."

Though those words were brainless.

They were remarkably effective.

Sure enough.

"Things have truly turned upside down. Let me see what abilities your Witch Clan possesses!"

Zhunti had no choice but to enter.

Otherwise, where would his Sage's prestige remain in the future?

And this time, he would not merely enter—he would drive the Witch Clan entirely out of Pangu Hall.

The reason Zhunti had dared to take on this task before Heavenly Dao Hongjun was because he knew the relationship between the Three Pure Ones and the Witch Clan.

They cared about their reputations, and Pangu Orthodoxy was involved.

But what did that have to do with him?

Thirty-Fifth Heaven, Taiqing Heaven.

"What are these Witch Clan members doing? They actually opened the gates of Pangu Hall."

"Could they really think Zhunti will refrain from acting, as we did?"

Seeing that Zhunti had truly entered, Yuanshi could not help expressing his dissatisfaction.

"Pangu Hall is unfathomable. It is the protection Pangu left for them."

The Taiqing Saint opened his eyes.

Through the Power of Law, Sages could establish a signal connection with the Heavenly Dao.

But they could not know all matters of the future completely.

They only knew the general trend; the specifics still required confirmation from every direction.

As for Pangu Hall, the Taiqing Saint had already deduced some clues.

After all, he had been there before.

Therefore, he would not enter.

Clang!!

Zhunti transformed into Buddhist light and entered Pangu Hall in a single step.

But the moment he entered, the gates of Pangu Hall instantly slammed shut.

"Do you think a mere Pangu Hall can stop me?"

The instant Zhunti finished speaking, the entire space became chaotic.

The Four Seasons Transformation descended into disorder. Earth, wind, fire, water, lightning, and thunder raged wildly, while the gravity of the entire space shifted from crushingly heavy to weightlessly light.

"Invert Yin and Yang, rend space-time—so the Witch Clan possesses such abilities too!!"

The slap to the face came too quickly. Amid his shock, Zhunti took out his Ultimate Bliss Cushion.

To accumulate virtue and perform such feats as inverting yin and yang and rending space-time was not something just any cultivation could accomplish.

Even Sages like them could only use their own Power of Law to disrupt the power of other elements.

"Worthy of a Sage Realm. You blocked the divine ability of our twelve brothers so easily."

Dijiang emerged from the mist of endless void, accompanied by eleven other Ancestral Shamans.

Naturally, these were not Dijiang's true body, but twelve External Incarnations he had refined through divine abilities.

"I will now give you an opportunity to mend your ways."

Upon seeing the Twelve Ancestor Witches, Zhunti immediately assumed a lofty posture.

"Now we will also give you an opportunity."

Dijiang merely sneered at this.

"Insolence!!"

Zhunti flew into a rage.

"Within our Pangu Hall, even if the Three Pure Ones come, they must behave respectfully."

"You dare act so arrogantly, Zhunti. You are the first."

Dijiang gave Zhunti absolutely no face.

Whether it was the task bestowed by the system or his experiences from ten years of great dreams.

Both told Dijiang.

Zhunti acted without any principles whatsoever.

So long as the West needed it, he could resort to any means without regard for consequences.

If he were an ally, Dijiang would have liked him greatly.

But fate had decreed that the Witch Clan and the West would never become friends.

He had his own stance.

The Witch Clan had the Witch Clan's mission.

The two were destined to never sit together and drink tea while chatting.