Fuxi: Not Impossible!

The starry sky remained calm.

But across the Primordial World, the countless races and mighty experts could not remain so steady.

There was no helping it.

Most of their sacred grounds lay upon the Primordial World's land!

What was more—

Among those many experts were the ancestors or hidden pillars of innate great clans and long-lived races!

Now—

The Witch Race was coming with fierce momentum, as though it meant to conquer the Primordial World and swallow everything whole. How could they not be nervous?

Especially the Twelve Ancestral Witches—they looked like they could fight, and they were clearly not easy to provoke.

Kunlun Mountain.

The Three Pure Ones emerged from seclusion once more and gathered within the main hall.

They truly needed to discuss this matter properly—

The titles of "Pangu Descendants" and "Pangu Orthodox Lineage" claimed by the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race had genuinely stirred the hearts of the Three Pure Ones.

Especially the title "Pangu Orthodox Lineage."

How many ages had the Three Pure Ones used that title for?

Now that the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race had appeared, they wanted to snatch it away?

The Three Pure Ones had never suffered such a loss in this regard—

Even that madman Dan Jing had merely stolen their Dharma treasures and beaten them up!

They had never seen that madman Dan Jing try to steal the titles they bore.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches had chosen their own road to death!

At this moment—

The Three Pure Ones even set aside their grievances with Dan Jing, treating the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race as their most pressing adversaries.

Discussion was discussion.

But the Three Pure Ones made no further moves—

First.

They knew that the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race were among the protagonists of the Calamity Cycle. Since they did not wish to enter the Calamity Cycle, they naturally would not take the initiative to provoke them.

Second.

What the Three Pure Ones desired most at present was still to thoroughly comprehend their own opportunity to attain Sagehood, then attain Sagehood and prove their Dao.

The matter of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race had to come after the great matter of attaining Sagehood.

Third.

Both Laozi and Yuanshi were the sort who could keep their composure; they would not readily make a move!

As for Tongtian... he was not important.

Even if he had some thoughts, Laozi and Yuanshi would suppress them!

The Three Pure Ones discussed, but the Three Pure Ones did not act.

Longevity Mountain.

Beneath the Ginseng Fruit Tree of Five Villages Temple—

Zhen Yuanzi and Red Cloud sat together, chatting idly about the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race, yet neither took the matter to heart!

The two of them kept away from worldly disputes, while their strength was not bad either.

They had no direct competitive relationship with the Twelve Ancestral Witches or the Witch Race.

Besides.

Red Cloud possessed Primordial Purple Qi—

Once he attained Sagehood, with heaven and earth so vast, what would there be to fear?

The Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race truly held no reverence for Sages, but that did not mean they could defeat Sages!

Zhen Yuanzi and Red Cloud paid attention, but they did not care.

Northern Dark Sea.

Kunpeng merely laughed off the matter of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race. Instead, he repeatedly turned his gaze toward Longevity Mountain.

What "Pangu Descendants," what "Pangu Orthodox Lineage"—none of it was more important than the foundation for attaining Sagehood.

Kunpeng had fixed his eyes on Red Cloud.

No one could stop him!

Endless Sea of Blood.

Within the vast Blood God Palace, Minghe's expression was equally calm.

He had nothing to worry about—

The Endless Sea of Blood.

Put nicely, it was a dangerous region of the Primordial World. Put bluntly, it was the filthiest, most foul place in the Primordial World!

With Minghe hiding here, there truly was no one willing to provoke him.

If they could not defeat him, it would be a wasted effort.

And if they could defeat him, what would they even gain from it?

"Red Cloud..."

Minghe glanced once again in the direction of Longevity Mountain and Five Villages Temple.

That foundation for attaining Sagehood—

He, Minghe, would definitely seize it!

The powerful figures throughout heaven and earth held differing attitudes toward the emergence of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race.

Most were not in any hurry!

But a very small number had begun to grow nervous.

For example—

Nuwa and Fuxi, this pair of siblings!

At this moment.

Within Fengqi Mountain, beneath the Wutong Tree, inside a small pavilion.

Nuwa's expression remained fairly calm and composed, but Fuxi, seated opposite her, had already grown grave and serious.

There was no other reason.

At the instant the Twelve Ancestral Witches stepped out of Pangu Divine Hall, Fuxi, who specialized in the Way of Heavenly Secrets, sensed an echo from fate!

From the Twelve Ancestral Witches—

He tasted a feeling like that of destined rivals, natural enemies, opponents fated to meet!

It was an inspiration, a warning from his own Great Dao.

Therefore.

Fuxi believed it completely!

Of course.

That was not the only reason Fuxi appeared so solemn!

More importantly—

Fengqi Mountain was not far from the eastern side of Mount Buzhou. It could even barely be said to lie at the foot of Mount Buzhou's eastern side!

He and his sister were simply too close to the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race.

If the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race made any move, the first powerful figures to bear the brunt would be the two siblings.

Calculating further—

The Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race had been confirmed as among the protagonists of the next Calamity Cycle.

Then those capable of facing them across the board would inevitably be the other protagonists of the Calamity Cycle.

Therefore.

If nothing unexpected happened, he, Fuxi, and his sister would enter the next Calamity Cycle.

Whether they would be protagonists was still difficult to say, but entering the Calamity Cycle was nearly certain.

Perhaps even—

It was not impossible for the two siblings to become among the protagonists of the Calamity Cycle!

His sister was the final disciple of a Sage.

She had status and foundations. If she could attain Sagehood, she would possess strength as well!

And as the foremost diviner of the Primordial World, a master who had brought the Heavenly Secrets Great Dao to its culmination, he was peerless in calculating the situation, devising strategies, handling internal affairs, and every other aspect!

If he joined forces with his sister—

Then drew in some fellow Daoists to aid them, subdued a group of subordinates, and brought innate great clans and long-lived races into their own game!

Their great undertaking...

Might not be impossible to accomplish!

And there was also...

Fuxi thought of many, many things. Deep light flowed through his tranquil eyes.

At the same time.

He once more displayed the decisiveness of an elder brother, turning a solemn gaze toward Nuwa.

He said in a deep voice:

"Little sister, we need to make preparations early."

Upon hearing this.

Nuwa raised a brow.

"The preparations Brother speaks of... refer to what?"

Facing the serious Fuxi, even Nuwa, whose temper was somewhat fiery, would not talk back.

After all, her elder brother—

Truly could calculate all things. Without exception, every decision he made had been correct!

Under such circumstances.

When it came to serious matters, Nuwa had always listened to Fuxi.

"Preparations to deal with the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race, as well as preparations to deal with... the Calamity Cycle!"

Fuxi's expression was solemn, though he did not explain in great detail.

Yet he pointed out the crux of the matter:

"The Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race have come with ill intent, while our sacred ground lies... far too close to them!"

That single sentence woke her up.

Nuwa instantly understood Fuxi's meaning.

At the same time.

She did not become arrogant merely because she possessed Primordial Purple Qi and was destined to attain Sagehood in the future!

Being destined to attain Sagehood in the future—

Meant she had not attained Sagehood yet!

The Twelve Ancestral Witches had already declared that they would "not revere Sages." Could she expect them to place a future Sage like her in their eyes?

Absolutely impossible!

But for Nuwa and Fuxi to take the initiative and avoid the edge of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race—

To abandon Fengqi Mountain, the sacred ground that had nurtured the two siblings, before anything even happened—that was impossible as well!

They could not afford to lose that face.

Therefore.

Her brother was right—

It was indeed time to make some preparations.