Taiyi rushed back to the Demon Court in a flurry.
Seeing the Southern Heavenly Gate smashed to pieces and the Demon Clan wailing on the ground, he was instantly enraged and roared, "Witch Race..."
"Hold on, saving the demons is more important right now," Qing Xuanzi's voice was even louder than Taiyi's, and he added some techniques.
Dijun and Taiyi, who were originally full of anger, strangely calmed down.
Looking closely again, they saw that everyone was injured, but none were dead.
They instantly realized that they had been set up; both the Witch and Demon races had been targeted simultaneously.
In the Primordial Era, not everything could be said, especially during this sensitive period.
The Heavenly Dao had a small notebook, and it was keeping track of everything.
According to common sense, what Taiyi was about to say was: My Demon Clan and the Witch Race are irreconcilable.
He was abruptly interrupted by Qing Xuanzi.
After calming down, Dijun and Taiyi cast grateful glances at Qing Xuanzi.
"Speak, what is the matter?" Dijun grabbed the great demon who had delivered the message and asked in a low voice.
"Your Majesty Eastern Emperor, those barbarians heard that Your Majesty went to the Taiyin Star to seek a marriage, so they came to vent."
Qing Xuanzi frowned and walked over, asking, "Who said that? Or did you hear it yourself?"
"Replying to Saint Qing Xuanzi, I heard it myself."
Qing Xuanzi felt that this matter was too strange. The Demon Emperor was getting a wife, so why would the Witch Race come to cause trouble?
This whole thing reeked of a conspiracy.
He turned to Dijun and Taiyi and said, "The Demon Emperor and Eastern Emperor are busy with affairs, so I won't disturb you. I will go back and clarify this matter and will definitely give the Demon Clan an explanation."
"Thank you, Saint Qing Xuanzi."
Before leaving, as Qing Xuanzi passed by Taiyi, he casually said, "The Eastern Emperor Bell will be returned soon."
Before Taiyi could react, Qing Xuanzi disappeared.
Nüwa ignored Dijun and Taiyi and walked away on her own; she still had things to do.
She had already extracted a trace of the Heavenly Dao's origin and was just waiting for Qing Xuanzi to cast his spell.
Dijun always felt that Qing Xuanzi's last words before leaving were strange, no different from nonsense.
But would Qing Xuanzi be someone who spoke nonsense?
The answer was clearly no.
Therefore, there was a profound mystery contained within those words.
Qing Xuanzi appeared directly in the Ancestral Witch's ancestral land.
He walked into the Pangu Hall without saying a word.
"Brother Qing Xuanzi is angry, Brother Dijiang, it's all your fault." Houtu saw Qing Xuanzi walk in with a sullen face, looking unhappy.
"Ah, it's my fault, brother. I don't know what happened at the time? My brain got hot, and I just charged up," Dijiang said with some melancholy.
Zhurong, however, woke everyone up with a single sentence: "Perhaps it's the will of Tian. Brothers, what do you say, right?"
"The will of Tian? Yes, yes, yes, it's the will of Tian." Gonggong didn't know that Zhurong's words had directly revealed the truth, only thinking it was a good excuse, and echoed.
He didn't even think about it himself. How could their Witch Race, who didn't even have a Primordial Spirit, have any will of Tian to speak of?
Zhuo Jiuyin, as the Ancestral Witch of Time, vaguely felt that Zhurong's words seemed very reasonable.
So he called out, "Brothers, since Brother Qing Xuanzi has arrived, if we did something wrong, let's go in and accept the punishment. We don't have a Primordial Spirit anyway, how can we deduce the gains and losses?"
"Yes, yes, yes, it's just a beating anyway." Zhurong finished speaking and stepped directly into Pangu Hall.
However, he didn't expect that after entering, it wasn't the image of Pangu Hall he had in mind.
It was a vast gray expanse, with nothing there, only a Daoist in a green robe standing in the center.
"Huh, Brother Qing Xuanzi, where's the blood pool? Did I go to the wrong place?" Zhurong asked with a surprised look.
Qing Xuanzi didn't speak. He was silently waiting for all the Ancestral Witches to enter Pangu Hall.
"Wow, Brother Qing Xuanzi, how did you do it?" The second one to come in was Houtu, looking around curiously, but couldn't see the usual appearance of Pangu Hall.
Following closely were Dijiang, Xuan Ming, Zhuo Jiuyin, and others, entering one after another.
They were all curious about how Qing Xuanzi had done it.
Not one of them was worried that Qing Xuanzi would ruin Pangu Hall.
"Are you all in?" Qing Xuanzi said lightly.
Dijiang looked at all his brothers who were present, stepped forward and said, "That brother, this matter was too impulsive of me, I accept the punishment."
"Accept the punishment? How dare I punish Ancestral Witch Dijiang?"
The Ancestral Witches all heard it. Qing Xuanzi was truly angry. He had never spoken to them in such a tone before.
"The Witch Race is the only descendant of Great God Pangu in the Primordial Era. Do you know why I say this?"
"Because you not only inherited Pangu's essence blood, but also inherited Pangu's Great Dao."
"Do you know? The Witch Race is in imminent danger, the day of extinction is right before your eyes, and you still act so recklessly."
"How can you face Great God Pangu? If Pangu knew, he would definitely be disappointed, even despair!"
After venting his anger, Qing Xuanzi calmed down and slowly said, "Originally, I thought that in the Primordial Era, besides the Human Race, the ones who could help me and make me feel at ease were you, the Witch Race. I didn't expect you to be the first to hold me back."
"Great God Pangu once said: In the future, his descendants may not have a Primordial Spirit, and I need to take care of them more."
"But I see that you not only don't have a Primordial Spirit, you simply don't have a brain. The Demon Clan calls you barbarians, and they are not wrong."
"For example, this time, you just charged up based on a rumor, with a hot head? What does the Demon Emperor marrying a wife have to do with you?"
"Do you know how the fierce beasts were exterminated? Just like you, killing indiscriminately without asking right from wrong."
As he spoke, Qing Xuanzi's emotions flared up again. It was truly because the Ancestral Witches' actions were too barbaric and completely thoughtless.
He acted on impulse.
He knew there was a scheme by the Heavenly Dao involved, and at the same time, he knew that the Heavenly Dao's scheme against the Witch Race was also brainless.
Because the Heavenly Dao also knew this characteristic of the Witch Race.
If the Ancestral Witches could use their brains a little, this would be a great opportunity.
Using the Heavenly Dao's trick of deceiving children to benefit the Witch Race.
It would be easy to do as long as they had a little bit of intelligence.
Qing Xuanzi was silent for a long time, then sighed and said, "Brothers, perhaps my words today are a bit harsh."
"Alas, Brother Qing Xuanzi, my Witch Race is ashamed, ashamed of your painstaking efforts." Dijiang felt a little regretful, regretting that impulsive urge back then.
He regretted not listening to Qing Xuanzi's words, 'Impulse is the devil'.
"Enough, Brother Dijiang, brothers, the Witch Race truly doesn't have much time left. If you listen to me, I will set rules today. If you don't listen, I will leave immediately."
Qing Xuanzi spoke. He felt that rules were needed to restrain them, otherwise, it would be too late when everything became uncontrollable.
"Brother Qing Xuanzi, say no more, we will listen to you. Today, I swear to Father God Pangu: If I violate Qing Xuanzi's rules, I shall never return to Father God's embrace."
The Ancestral Witches also swore one after another.
For the Ancestral Witches, swearing to Great God Pangu that they would not return to Pangu's embrace was the most severe oath.
Qing Xuanzi nodded with satisfaction and said, "In that case..."
Before he could finish speaking, he immediately cursed loudly, "Heavenly Dao, shameless, damn it, are you uncomfortable if you don't cause trouble?"
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