Rejecting the Investiture of the Gods

Chen Yang pondered for a moment before saying, "I'd suggest returning. After all, the Buzhou Region belongs to the Wu Tribe. But you should go back in groups, migrating there gradually."

"That works. I'll take your advice and have Houyi lead the clanspeople who've condensed Godheads to the Buzhou Region," Xuanming said earnestly.

In time, the Wu Tribe did just as Chen Yang had suggested and gradually returned to the Buzhou Region.

The beings of the Primordial World had little to say about their return. The Buzhou Region had belonged to the Wu Tribe in the first place. Besides, the tribe had deep foundations, and with Pingxin presiding over Reincarnation, no one dared offend them. Everyone also knew Chen Yang was close to the Wu Tribe. Offending them meant offending him.

So no faction stood in the way of the Wu Tribe's return to the Primordial World.

As the tribe set about its move, however, Elder Zi fell quiet. "Chen Yang... what are you plotting this time, boy? I can't shake the feeling you have something in mind by sending the Wu Tribe back to the Buzhou Region."

Chen Yang chuckled. "Elder Zi... what could I possibly have in mind? You know my relationship with the Wu Tribe. I wouldn't harm them!"

"You and Pingxin are Dao partners. Of course you wouldn't harm the Wu Tribe. Still, something about this feels off, as though you're plotting something," Elder Zi said gravely.

Chen Yang said no more on that. Instead, he looked toward the Ancestral Witch Hall. "Elder Zi... my grandmaster once said the Ancestral Witch Hall was formed from Great God Pangu's heart. Do you think there's some secret here?"

"Hard to say. The Ancestral Witch Hall is extraordinary—a treasure among treasures. Unfortunately, it's innately bound to the Wu Tribe,