Claiming a Meditation Cushion

The Sage's pressure could not penetrate Pangu Hall.

The Ancestral Witches inside the hall were unaffected.

"Hongjun has become a Sage!"

Di Jiang pondered this, thinking to himself:

The Witch-Demon Calamity is about to begin!

Zhu Jiuyin asked:

"Big Brother! Hongjun says he will preach the Dao!"

"Should we go?"

The other Ancestral Witches also looked toward Di Jiang.

After thinking for a moment, Di Jiang nodded and said, "Go!"

In the future, he would take charge of the Earthly Dao.

He and Hongjun, who would merge himself with the Heavenly Dao, were bound to be incompatible.

They would go and see these Three Lectures at Purple Cloud Palace, to find out whether they could disrupt Hongjun's plans.

Most importantly, Di Jiang had set his sights on the Nine-Turn Origin Technique in the hands of the Three Pure Ones.

With the Nine-Turn Origin Technique, the Ancestral Witches could cultivate their Primordial Spirit cultivation to the peak of the Quasi-Sage realm.

Then, with peak Quasi-Sage cultivation, they could use the Earthly Dao Treasured Mirror to merge with the Earthly Dao.

With that thought, Di Jiang led the Ancestral Witches out of Pangu Hall.

They marched mightily toward Chaos.

Beyond the Primordial World, within Chaos.

Boundless, violent chaos qi raged madly. Space and time were disorderly, with no sun, moon, or stars. The instant chaos qi collided, worlds would be born, only to be ground into nothingness by Chaos in the next moment.

Anyone who reached this place without the cultivation of a Great Firmament Golden Immortal or a spiritual treasure to protect them would be destroyed by the power of Chaos.

At this moment, the Innate Divine Saints of the Primordial World each displayed their divine abilities to protect themselves.

Di Jiang unleashed the power of space, shielding the Ancestral Witches as they swiftly headed deeper into Chaos. Many beings nearby intended to enter as well, only to cry out before being completely annihilated.

A trace of pity flashed through Hou Tu's eyes.

The other Ancestral Witches remained calm.

Di Jiang shook his head.

How could reaching Zixiao Palace be so simple?

Those whose cultivation was insufficient would face only death.

Just then.

A cry of alarm rang out.

In the Chaos to the northeast, vast red clouds spread out. They were struck by Chaos Divine Thunder, and cries came from within them.

Red clouds?

Could it be?

Di Jiang's heart stirred, and he immediately used the power of space to head over.

When he saw the owner of those red clouds, Di Jiang thought that it was indeed him.

Hong Yun!

The Primordial World's famous good-natured old fellow!

At this moment.

Hong Yun had been struck by Chaos Divine Thunder and sent flying. Caught off guard, he could not gather enough power to defend himself.

The next bolt of Chaos Divine Thunder was about to strike him.

Despair appeared on Hong Yun's face.

Boom!

Chaos Divine Thunder struck at Hong Yun.

Just then.

Di Jiang waved his hand, using the power of space to shield Hong Yun.

Having narrowly escaped death, Hong Yun once more deployed the Red Cloud Formation to protect himself. Afterward, he cupped his hands toward Di Jiang and said:

"Thank you, fellow Daoist, for saving my life!"

"I am Hong Yun of Firecloud Cave."

"May I ask who you are, fellow Daoist?"

Di Jiang smiled and said:

"I am Ancestral Witch Di Jiang. Those behind me are my younger brothers and sisters."

Hong Yun said with a smile, "Greetings, fellow Daoists!"

The other eleven Ancestral Witches nodded at Hong Yun.

Di Jiang continued:

"I see that your cultivation is not weak, fellow Daoist. How did this happen?"

Hong Yun said somewhat sheepishly:

"I was originally heading to Zixiao Palace together with Brother Daoist Zhen Yuanzi."

"Brother Daoist Zhen Yuanzi was protecting us, but I wanted to test the Red Cloud Formation I had recently comprehended. I did not expect my understanding of the formation to still be so lacking."

"I was struck by Chaos Divine Thunder, and Brother Daoist Zhen Yuanzi and I were separated!"

The other Ancestral Witches laughed.

Di Jiang glared at them, then said to Hong Yun:

"Please do not take offense, Fellow Daoist Hong Yun!"

"They did not mean it."

Hong Yun quickly waved his hand.

"It is nothing! I truly was careless."

Di Jiang smiled.

At this moment.

A dusky yellow barrier broke through Chaos.

Zhen Yuanzi appeared before them.

He came to Hong Yun's side and asked anxiously:

"Hong Yun! Are you all right?"

Hong Yun shook his head and recounted everything that had happened.

Zhen Yuanzi's expression changed drastically. He cupped his hands toward Di Jiang and said:

"I am Zhen Yuanzi."

"Thank you, fellow Daoist, for saving my worthy brother Hong Yun."

"If you ever require anything in the future, you may come to Five Villages Temple on Longevity Mountain."

Di Jiang said with a smile:

"You are too polite, Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi!"

"It is getting late! Let us head to Zixiao Palace!"

Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun nodded.

Then they headed deeper into Chaos.

Before long, an enormous structure appeared ahead.

Zixiao Palace!

At this moment, many Innate Divine Saints were waiting outside Zixiao Palace.

Di Jiang and the others arrived there as well.

"Fellow Daoists, we shall part ways here!"

Di Jiang transmitted his voice to Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun.

Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun replied by voice transmission, "As it should be!"

Then they left.

Di Jiang led the Ancestral Witches to claim one side.

Their powerful auras made all the Innate Divine Saints present frown slightly.

They sensed a threat from Di Jiang and the others.

Among them, Dijun and Taiyi frowned even more deeply.

Just then.

The gates of Zixiao Palace slowly opened.

Two young attendants slowly emerged from within.

They were Hongjun's attendants—Haotian and Yaochi.

At this time, they still appeared as children.

Haotian nodded at Yaochi, then announced loudly:

"Zixiao Palace is open! Please enter, everyone!"

Without needing Haotian and Yaochi to say more, the Innate Divine Saints each displayed their divine abilities and flew inside.

"Let's go!"

Di Jiang said.

After the other Ancestral Witches answered, they all followed behind Di Jiang.

The power of space erupted at full force.

Di Jiang moved swiftly and arrived within Zixiao Palace.

Among the many Meditation Cushions, the six at the front were exceptionally extraordinary. They were filled with Dao charm and were clearly no ordinary items.

All the Innate Divine Saints wanted to contend for them.

The Three Pure Ones joined forces and claimed three of the seats.

Seeing this, Di Jiang gave a light laugh and swiftly claimed the fourth seat.

Kunpeng flapped his wings and claimed the fifth seat.

With Zhen Yuanzi's help, Hong Yun claimed the final seat.

Seeing that all six seats had been taken.

The other Innate Divine Saints could only shake their heads and sigh.

Yet none of them tried to fight for them.

Although they knew these Meditation Cushions were precious.

They did not know that they contained the opportunity to become Sages.

Had they known, a chaotic battle would likely have erupted here.

Fuxi said to Nuwa with some annoyance:

"Little sister! It is all this brother's fault. I failed to secure a seat for you!"

Nuwa comforted him, saying, "Brother, do not be like this! We can simply find another place."

Fuxi sighed. "That is all we can do!"

Then they sat down in the second row.

The other Innate Divine Saints also found their own seats.

When the Ancestral Witches saw their eldest brother seated in the first row.

They all sat down in the second row.

Di Jiang took in the entire scene, a faint smile appearing on his face as he thought to himself:

Now that I have taken Nuwa's seat, let us see how Hongjun handles this.

It was not yet time for the lecture, so the Innate Divine Saints began closing their eyes to rest.

Seeing that the time was about right, Haotian and Yaochi exchanged a glance.

They were about to close the gates of Zixiao Palace.

Just then.

An urgent voice rang out.

"Wait!"