Severing Dao Mountain

The Demon-Witch Calamity had yet to be resolved, and now, with the addition of the Dragon-Han Three Clans, the entire situation had become even more bewildering and unfathomable.

Severing Dao Mountain!!!

This mountain lay hidden deep within the boundless void of Hundun.

Not to mention the Quasi-Sage Realm—even those in the Sage Realm could not find this place without special means.

"Over countless yuanhui, I nearly thought I was dead."

Primordial Qilin was an aged old man.

At this moment, endless Laws burst forth from his eyes.

Though he was not in the Sage Realm, the power permeating his entire body was no weaker than a Sage's.

Mythic Realm!!

He belonged to the final batch of beings among the three thousand Hundun Gods and Devils to cultivate the Mythic Realm.

"Is there really any difference between our current state and death??"

Yuan Feng took the form of a little girl, but endless flames of birth and destruction blazed within her eyes, making people instinctively overlook her age.

"Another Immeasurable Tribulation. Compared with what we endured, it amounts to nothing!!"

"I say, you two may have lost ninety percent of your cultivation, but there's no need to be this pessimistic, is there?"

"If you'd had this disposition during the Dragon-Han Calamity, I wouldn't have lost so miserably."

Seeing that his former opponents seemed to have lost the towering ambition of their youth, Ancestral Dragon could not help but grumble.

After all, if not for the two of them back then, he would already have taken Hongjun's place.

Heavenly Dao Hongjun, my ass. I am the fucking Heavenly Dao myself!!!

But the current Ancestral Dragon naturally would not say such words openly.

His purpose in meeting them at Severing Dao Mountain today was to test the attitudes of these two old foxes.

Otherwise, with enemies before and behind him while living under another's roof, he would truly be in dire straits.

"Enough, enough. Why did you ask us here??"

They were all old acquaintances.

If they kept putting on an act, it would be nothing but pretentiousness!!

"If you mean to persuade us to withdraw from the struggle for supremacy over the Primordial Wilderness, that won't do!!"

Yuan Feng took up the thread as well.

"The struggle for supremacy over the Primordial Wilderness concerns the fight for destiny."

"Wasn't that what we fought over back then?"

Ancestral Dragon nodded, acknowledging Yuan Feng's words.

"What we fought over back then was not merely that."

"Can the merits of today's Primordial Wilderness compare to what we had in the past?"

"But even an ant is meat however small it may be. Whatever can be recovered, recover it."

Primordial Qilin nodded.

The three had been released from their seals, and the moment they met, they fought with terrifying ferocity.

Yet they had remained remarkably measured throughout.

That was because it had all been an act for the Sages to see.

As for Zhen Yuanzi, Kunpeng, and Minghe—

There were too many entanglements involved, and it was not convenient to reveal them for now.

In any case, on the surface, the three of them still controlled the three clans.

"Enough talk. Quickly restore your cultivation!!"

Ancestral Dragon had not summoned Yuan Feng and Primordial Qilin merely to reminisce.

The reason was that every race under their command had already betrayed them.

Trying to rely on those races' strength to recover was simply a fantasy as absurd as reaching for the moon.

Thus, the three old fellows had contacted one another in secret.

Boundless Calamity Qi spilled forth from within their bodies.

In an instant—

Even the three ancient ancestors who had once dominated the Dragon-Han era revealed pained expressions.

Purple Cloud Palace.

A thousand years had passed since Zhunti and Jieyin's battle with the Witch Clan.

A thousand years.

The entire Primordial World had been exceptionally lively.

The three great clans that had long vanished during the Dragon-Han Calamity had suddenly reappeared in the Primordial World.

"Zhunti, Jieyin, look at the fine mess you've made?"

Yuanshi pointed at Zhunti and Jieyin's noses and launched into a furious tirade.

Jieyin said nothing, while Zhunti remained even more silent.

They had indeed suffered a loss in their battle against the Witch Clan.

But they dared not speak of that loss.

It would damage the image of the Sage Realm.

Though they did not care much for such things, that did not mean they would deliberately ruin their own reputations.

"This may not necessarily be a bad thing!!"

At that moment, Jieyin stepped forward.

"What do you mean?"

"Could it be that you wish to experience the might of the Dragon-Han Calamity again?"

"Their era was different from ours."

Yuanshi cast Jieyin a sidelong glance.

The Dragon-Han Calamity had been no simple matter.

At that time, they had yet to emerge into the world.

They too had needed to hide away and cling desperately to life in the shadows.

One had to know that although there had been no Sages back then, neither had there been any notion of the Heavenly Dao.

Without the strongest restraint, their strength and their realms had been two entirely different things.

Especially the leaders of the three clans—their abilities had been no weaker than the Half-Saint Realm.

"We have no way to draw out the Witch Clan anymore!!"

Jieyin looked toward the Three Pure Ones.

They had all suffered losses, so there was no need for the pot to call the kettle black.

As for pride—

With the Three Pure Ones ahead of them, what did they have to be embarrassed about?

"Back then, who was it that swore so solemnly before our teacher!!"

Seeing this, Yuanshi began to mock Zhunti without restraint.

With Yuanshi refusing to give him even a shred of face, even Zhunti, thick-skinned as he was, felt a wave of embarrassment cross his face.

"Jieyin, tell us what you think!!"

Seeing that continuing their war of words would achieve nothing, Tongtian intervened in time.

"Since the Witch Clan refuses to emerge, then use the Dragon-Han Three Clans to eliminate the Demon-Witch Calamity!!"

Jieyin voiced his proposal.

The moment those words were spoken, the Three Pure Ones were struck speechless.

What the fuck kind of method was that?

Yet on further thought, it truly might be possible.

What a fucking wild leap of imagination.

And was Jieyin not known as a Buddhist Sage?

He could actually come up with such an idea.

Truly terrifying!!

So-called Western Pure Bliss—turns out it had come for slaughter.

When the Three Pure Ones thought of Jieyin's Annihilation Dao, they found it understandable.

An Immeasurable Tribulation?

People had to die in one eventually. The higher the cultivation of those who died, the faster it would be consumed.

Now, the Witch Clan had twelve Ancestral Shamans, while the Demon Race had numerous Quasi-Sage Realm experts.

Added to that was the terrifying population base of the Witch-Demon Tribes.

There might be no Witch Clan now, but there were the Three Teachings.

Their combined numbers might not be any fewer than those of the Witch Clan.

"Jieyin, why not send out your Western Sect instead?"

"Your Western Sect may be barren, but you have no shortage of forces now."

"If you want my Demon Race to die, then first see whether Ksitigarbha Buddha of your Western Sect is willing to come out."

The Three Pure Ones tacitly agreed.

But Nuwa would not accept it.

Although the many actions of the two great Golden Crows had left her deeply dissatisfied—

How could Nuwa give up the merits that poured in day after day like gold?

In short—

The longer the Demon-Witch Calamity dragged on, the more merits she would obtain.

Indeed, what she had gained over the past several thousand years already exceeded what she had received over several yuanhui.

Furthermore, the more merits she possessed, the more she could eliminate the hidden dangers within her Creation Dao.

She and Fuxi were twins born from the same womb, brother and sister.

They had been formed from Yin-Yang Qi and were innate spirits.

Yet—

A lone yin could not give birth, a lone yang could not grow; only when yin and yang united could all things arise. That was the Heavenly Dao.

Now that she had become a Sage, Fuxi's own path remained far beyond reach.

Moreover, when she became a Sage, she had used the merits of the Human Race to make up for her Yin-Yang Law.

Put simply, her Power of Law was incomplete.

Even having become a Sage now, she was only half a Sage.

That was why she was called the weakest Sage.

For one half was Law, while the other half had been propped up by merit.