Suspected to be the Star Demon God

Qing Xuanzi pointed a finger at Cihang Daoist, and the Three Lights Divine Water entered her body.

Cihang Daoist slowly woke up.

Seeing that it was Qing Xuanzi who had saved her, she quickly bowed and thanked him, saying, "Thank you, Martial Uncle."

"You all go back," Qing Xuanzi said, and then he left as well.

In the endless starry sky, after the Twelve-Petal White Lotus of World Purification changed hands and went to Nüwa.

The perpetrator was just about to self-detonate when a loud shout interrupted him: "Delusional!"

The one who stopped him was Yuanshi, who had arrived in time. Now that two Saints had arrived simultaneously, the perpetrator's life and death were no longer his own to decide.

"Junior Sister Nüwa, is that the Twelve-Petal White Lotus of World Purification in your hand?"

"Yes, but don't even think about it," Nüwa knew Yuanshi's intentions and directly blocked his words.

Yuanshi sighed. This was Cihang Daoist's origin, and the karma was too heavy.

As long as the Twelve-Petal White Lotus of World Purification suffered any damage, Cihang would definitely be in trouble.

Fortunately, it was now in Nüwa's hands, so it should be fine.

It was almost impossible to severely damage such a spiritual treasure in the hands of a Saint, unless it was the Heavenly Dao.

Or unless you had reached the Mixed Origin Taiji Golden Immortal realm.

Currently, no one in the Primordial Era had reached this realm. Perhaps someone would in the future, and that would only be Qing Xuanzi.

Qing Xuanzi probably wouldn't attack Nüwa either.

After analyzing the situation, Yuanshi gave up. Anyway, such a situation should not occur again.

He grabbed the perpetrator, and just as he was about to search his soul, Qing Xuanzi's voice came from behind: "Senior Brother, wait."

Unfortunately, it was already too late. The perpetrator's Primordial Spirit restriction had already activated.

At this moment, this person's memories were like a paste, completely illogical, and the scenes were absurd.

It was impossible to obtain any useful information.

"Alas, I'm still a step late," Qing Xuanzi saw the perpetrator's foolish look and knew he had arrived too late.

"Second Brother, you are usually such a cautious person, how could you be so reckless today?" Laozi also arrived.

He had to come. Such a big event had happened in the Primordial Era, and as the senior disciple of the Profound Gate, he had to be present.

"Elder Brother, alas, this restriction is too well hidden. If you don't investigate carefully, it's really hard to discover it immediately."

"Never mind. Qing Xuanzi, what do you suggest?"

Qing Xuanzi was deep in thought. This matter was too sudden. It started with the Human Race and involved the Demon Clan.

Now even the Elucidating Sect was dragged in. Didn't the person behind this fear public outrage?

No, Qing Xuanzi suddenly thought of something and shouted, "The Witch Race!"

Without even having time to greet them, he immediately headed straight for the Ancestral Witch Land.

From a distance, Qing Xuanzi saw a figure take out a gourd and mutter something.

A white light shot straight towards Houtu.

Houtu heard the movement and turned her head, but it was too late; the blade light had already reached her.

Qing Xuanzi secretly cried out in alarm and quickly threw out a golden light. With a spatial shift, it instantly appeared at Houtu's feet.

Layers of light screens rose, protecting the unaware Houtu.

Seeing that Houtu was safe, Qing Xuanzi shouted loudly, "Lu Ya, where do you think you're escaping to?"

The Hongmeng Measuring Heaven Ruler flew out of his hand and instantly appeared before Lu Ya with a blink.

Helplessly, upon seeing a golden light suddenly appear behind Houtu, Lu Ya knew that the matter was impossible.

He resolutely transformed into a rainbow, rushing towards the sky, and instantly fled hundreds of millions of miles, disappearing without a trace.

All of this happened in an instant. By the time Houtu turned her head back, everything had settled.

Qing Xuanzi ignored the fleeing Lu Ya. He saw that the Three Pure Ones, who had followed closely behind, had already pursued him.

"Brother Qing Xuanzi, you're back?"

"Houtu, why did you come out of Pangu Hall?" Qing Xuanzi's tone was gentle; he knew there must be a reason.

"The tribesmen reported that the Houtu Tribe was attacked, so I came out to take a look. Brother Qing Xuanzi, you won't blame me, will you?"

Qing Xuanzi sighed. This little girl was just too simple. Since you've already said that, what else can I do?

"Alright, let's go in."

"Okay, good." Houtu had the heart of a little girl and skipped into Pangu Hall.

Qing Xuanzi didn't immediately enter Pangu Hall. He knew that Laozi and the others probably wouldn't catch up.

"Alas, this senior brother is incompetent. I am unworthy of being a Saint, yet I still let him escape," Laozi said with a look of shame.

"Forget it. Looking at that speed, he is undoubtedly a Mixed Origin Great Luo Golden Immortal," Qing Xuanzi sighed and stated his guess.

"Is that so? If that's the case, everything makes sense." Yuanshi, who had been somewhat dejected, perked up upon hearing this. It turned out the other party was also a Mixed Origin Great Luo Golden Immortal, so it wasn't embarrassing.

After all, it was almost impossible for a Saint to catch up to a Mixed Origin Great Luo Golden Immortal who was determined to escape.

Qing Xuanzi had some guesses about this inexplicable matter and also had ideas about the person behind it.

But now was not the time to say it, so he said to Laozi, "Senior Brother Laozi, I have some ideas about this matter. Please trouble the three senior brothers to go to Purple Cloud Palace. After I handle the matters of the Witch Race, I will come immediately."

Laozi nodded silently, glanced at Yuanshi and Tongtian. The two had no objections, said their goodbyes, and left.

After entering Pangu Hall, Qing Xuanzi took out the Heaven Deceiving Pill and placed it in the Blood Pool as before.

The Chaos Clock reappeared in Qing Xuanzi's hand.

Qing Xuanzi looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches and said, "There is only one rule: Ancestral Witches and Great Witches are not allowed to fight with the Demon Clan. Similarly, the Three Sovereigns and Demon Generals of the Demon Clan are not allowed to fight."

As Qing Xuanzi's words fell, Taiyi's voice came from the Chaos:

"Saint Qing Xuanzi, as Bai Ze said, the mystery of the words you left lies on the Eastern Emperor Bell.

What the Saint says is reasonable, and our Demon Clan will definitely abide by it."

There was even less need to mention the Ancestral Witches. Dijiang, representing the Ancestral Witches, agreed immediately: "Whatever Brother Qing Xuanzi says, we will do."

Seeing that both sides had agreed, he nodded and continued, "Since that is the case, you must pay attention:

If your subordinates report that the middle and high-level members of the Witch Race and Demon Clan have made a move, do not be reckless.

You cannot directly attack. Notify me first, and I will definitely give you an answer.

Especially the Witch Race, you must remember, do not immediately start fighting as soon as you hear that the other side's middle and high-level members have made a move.

Do you understand? Notify me, you must notify me."

Dijiang smiled awkwardly. He knew that the Witch Race's brainless actions were perhaps too famous, and Qing Xuanzi had specifically called out the Ancestral Witches during the negotiations between the two races.

"Brother Qing Xuanzi is right. I reiterate here that even if my brothers receive news that I have been killed by the Demon Clan, they must notify Brother Qing Xuanzi and let him decide."

The Ancestral Witches also used themselves as examples and made guarantees.

Hearing this, Taiyi on the other side rolled his eyes. Are we as brainless as you?

Qing Xuanzi knew that the Witch Race never went back on their word, so he said to the Chaos Clock, "The Demon Clan must also do the same."

"Taiyi understands."

"Good, it's good that you understand. Finally, there cannot be no conflict at all between the Witch Race and the Demon Clan.

You can arrange for your subordinates to fight each other, but the scale is limited to within ten thousand people.

The main point is to make it look like a game. This way, both sides will inevitably suffer losses.

If you can minimize the losses while making it look like a fierce battle, you will have succeeded."

At this moment, Dijiang was a little confused: "Brother Qing Xuanzi, didn't the Dao Ancestor say that there should be no fighting within ten thousand years?"

"Then why did you go and smash their Southern Heavenly Gate? Weren't you afraid of the Dao Ancestor's punishment at that time?" Qing Xuanzi said irritably.

Then he continued:

"From the time the Ancestral Witches smashed the Southern Heavenly Gate, the Heavenly Dao had no reaction at all. This shows that the Heavenly Dao prefers you to have continuous conflict.

That's why I made this request, do you understand?"

After dealing with the matters of the Witch Race, Qing Xuanzi called Nüwa and rushed to the Purple Cloud Palace in a hurry.

As soon as he entered the door, he said, "Master, have you ever heard of the Star Demon God?"