Gathering the Clansfolk, a Rat Blocks the Road

"Big Brother, Pangu Hall is vast. Why not bring all Witch Clan members inside?"

Zhu Jiuyin tentatively suggested.

"Second Brother, absolutely not."

"Pangu Hall was transformed from Father God Pangu's skull. How could people come and go as they pleased?"

"That's right. Living here is already Father God's blessing. We cannot open it up to outsiders any further."

"Besides, though there is a world within the hall, it cannot accommodate that many clansmen."

Zhu Jiuyin's proposal was immediately opposed by all the Ancestral Shamans.

Even though they had cultivated Primordial Spirits and could already perceive heaven and earth,

the rules branded deep within their bloodlines still kept them from breaking free of morality's cage.

[ Ding, for every trillion Witch Clan members taken into Pangu Hall, one Sea-Calming Pearl will be rewarded. ]

Sea-Calming Pearls?

Legend had it that there were twenty-four of them, capable of evolving the heavens.

Moreover, one Sea-Calming Pearl would be rewarded for every trillion Witch Clan members taken in.

This way, the survival problem of the Witch Clan members could be resolved.

Ever since he had cultivated the Law of Strength and his Primordial Spirit had broken through from the Mid-Stage Quasi-Saint to the late Quasi-Sage stage,

he had discovered the wondrous aspects of Pangu Hall.

If Mount Buzhou was the pillar supporting the heavens of the Primordial Wilderness,

then Pangu Hall was the central axis of the Primordial Wilderness.

Furthermore, over a thousand years, he had already refined more than half of Pangu Hall's restrictions.

He could completely use Pangu Hall as the central core to activate the Sea-Calming Pearls, granting them the ability to become miniature Primordial Wildernesses.

Since that was the case,

"I have decided to bring all Witch Clan members into Pangu Hall."

When Dijiang spoke,

his tone left no room for doubt.

"I will resolve the survival issues that concern you."

"If we do not let them enter, it will sooner or later trigger the Witch-Demon War."

"Then we will be unable to fulfill Father God Pangu's decree."

"None of us can bear this sin!!!"

Seeing that the Ancestral Shamans were dissatisfied yet did not dare speak,

Dijiang softened his tone and began to reason with them.

Especially when he invoked Pangu's decree, their emotions visibly eased.

"Since Big Brother has a solution, then we will listen to Big Brother."

"But Big Brother, if we migrate every tribe into Pangu Hall, who will escort such a massive undertaking?"

"That's right. The twelve of us cannot leave Pangu Hall. What if a Quasi-Sage suddenly attacks?"

Now that they had decided to migrate all Witch Clan members inside, the Ancestral Shamans began formulating a plan.

Ever since cultivating Primordial Spirits, their brains were no longer filled with nothing but muscle.

They gradually began to grasp all manner of schemes and calculations.

Especially Zhu Jiuyin, the Ancestral Shaman of Time.

Among the three thousand Laws,

time reigned supreme, and space ruled as king.

In terms of potential, time was no weaker than space.

It even held a slight edge.

Especially now that Zhu Jiuyin had begun cultivating his Primordial Spirit,

his entire temperament was changing from the inside out.

"Leave everything to me. You only need to cultivate in peace and strive to reach the late Quasi-Sage stage in Primordial Spirit cultivation as soon as possible."

Dijiang had considered their concerns even more thoroughly.

His defensive targets were very clear.

Other Quasi-Sages were merely minor problems.

The Demon Race would even applaud.

After all, if the Witch Clan left the Primordial Wilderness, they would be the ones to benefit.

The six Sages.

Along with Heavenly Dao Hongjun.

Therefore, he had to act quickly and bring all the Witch Clan into Pangu Hall before the Sages fully realized their intentions.

So long as they entered this place,

all would be well.

Hou Yi Tribe.

"Offer sacrifices to Father God!!"

"Why did this happen so suddenly???"

"And the entire clan is going? This is simply a golden age for our Witch Clan."

"Haha, what are you all waiting for? Quickly pack up everything that can be taken away."

While cultivating the Law of Archery, Hou Yi suddenly heard a summons from deep within his bloodline.

This was an ability possessed only by the Ancestral Shamans.

Using Pangu Essence Blood and bloodlines as the link, they sent out messages.

It was not just him, a Great Witch, who heard it. His entire Hou Yi Tribe heard it.

"What exactly is going on??"

Hou Yi felt utterly baffled.

Recently,

he and several Great Witches had just returned from Mount Buzhou.

The reason, naturally, was to contend for hegemony over the Primordial Wilderness.

Two thousand years had already passed, and they had personally witnessed the Demon Race's accomplishments.

Seeing those gains, all they could do was look on with envy.

Left with no choice,

the Great Witches could only go to Pangu Hall on Mount Buzhou again and again.

And as their visits increased, more and more Great Witches gathered there.

In the end,

nearly every Great Witch from the tribes outside had tacitly gone to Pangu Hall.

Yet the result they received

was ultimately an order to offer sacrifices to Father God Pangu.

And the entire clan was to go.

They were not ordinary Witch Clan members, but Great Witches at the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.

Unlike the excitement of all the clansmen, they saw other issues.

The Ancestral Shamans did not wish to contend for hegemony over the Primordial Wilderness?

Once that thought arose, Hou Yi could no longer suppress it.

Soon,

the Hou Yi Tribe encountered the Kuafu Tribe while migrating toward Mount Buzhou.

"Hou Yi, do not let your thoughts run wild. The Ancestral Shamans naturally have their own considerations."

When the two tribes met, Hou Yi voiced his doubts.

"The entire clan is offering sacrifices to Father God Pangu. Such a tremendous spectacle."

"Either they are preparing for war, or they are curling up in their shell."

"Over the past two thousand years, the Demon Race's momentum has already swept across the world."

"And what about the Ancestral Shamans?"

Hou Yi cultivated the secret art of archery, which emphasized the principle that once the bow was drawn, there was no turning back.

His mind was exceptionally sharp, but also extraordinarily extreme.

Rumble!!!

Just as the two Great Witches argued without end, a problem arose among the tribes traveling across the land.

"This road was opened by me; this tree was planted by me."

"If you want to pass through, leave behind toll money!!"

An old Daoist in purple robes, riding an Azure Water Golden Crystal Beast, blocked the Hou Yi Tribe and Kuafu Tribe.

"It's you, Purple-Robed Old Daoist!!"

The moment they saw him, both Hou Yi and Kua Fu frowned.

This was because he was one of the three thousand guests of the Purple Cloud Palace.

He had no real ability,

yet loved bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

If he could win, he robbed; if he could not, he ran.

Within the Primordial World, his reputation was utterly foul.

"That is indeed this old Daoist. You two, hand over the toll money!!"

The Purple-Robed Old Daoist looked toward the enormous barrier beneath his feet.

It was formed by the Earth-Sinking Flame Banner he had deployed.

He had refined this banner in imitation of the Southern Earth-Flame Light Banner among the Innate Five Directional Banners.

Its power was immense, directly enveloping the two tribes and their two trillion living beings.

With a single thought from him, the living beings within would be swallowed by his Earth-Sinking Flame Banner.

"A mere rat dares lay hands on our Witch Clan? You must be courting death!!"

Hou Yi drew the Heaven-Shaking Bow, and the arrow shot straight at the Purple-Robed Old Daoist.

Without another word, he attacked!!

"Refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit. Do you think this Quasi-Sage Realm cultivation of mine was picked up for nothing?"

The Purple-Robed Old Daoist snorted coldly.

He reached out and grabbed, directly crushing Hou Yi's arrow.

Star-Shattering Fist!!

At that moment, Kua Fu also threw a punch.

Vast blood qi and stellar power poured forth like a galaxy.