The Witch Clan's Fortune Condenses into a Golden Dragon, Yet You Want Us to Call a Truce? I Challenge the Dao Ancestor!

That cry of "I object"...

was Chen Xuan's inner voice.

Yet it came from Ancestor Witch Houtu's lips!

Taking a closer look.

Houtu's beautiful face was frosty, her slender fingers clenched so tightly their knuckles turned white. Her pearly teeth bit down on her red lips, and her lovely eyes brimmed with resentment and fury!

Just as Chen Xuan had said.

In the struggle between the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan, the Witch Clan had twice marched upon the Heavenly Court, each time on the verge of shattering the High Heavens and annihilating the Demon Clan.

Yet every time...

Hongjun had stepped in midway to mediate.

And he had dressed it up with lofty words: saving all living beings, showing compassion, and valuing harmony above all!

If he wanted to play favorites, then just admit it. Why make it sound so fresh and refined?

That so-called compassion concealed favoritism toward the Demon Clan, along with suppression and restraint of the Witch Clan.

That so-called valuing harmony was nothing more than a pretext for protecting the Heavenly Court!

As the saying went, even a clay figurine had its limits!

As her thoughts surged.

Houtu suddenly felt a suffocating grievance and indignation clogging her chest, pressing down on her until she could barely breathe!

Hongjun...

That sanctimonious old bastard!

"Leave the rest to you, Senior. I'll be troubling you."

"No matter the outcome or consequences, this junior is willing to bear them with you, Senior—to advance and retreat together!"

Having thought it through, Houtu spoke the gentlest words in the coldest tone.

She looked as though she was prepared to die, determined to defend the Witch Clan's dignity!

"Relax, I've got this. I'll carry you!"

Seeing Houtu's resolve, Chen Xuan no longer had any reservations. Patting his chest, he spoke with confidence.

"Mm!"

Houtu nodded lightly. Tears glimmered at the corners of her eyes as she returned to her usual sweet and lovely self.

From the beginning until now, she and Chen Xuan had shared hardship and faced life and death together.

At this moment, she trusted Chen Xuan without condition!

Even if they fought until the Witch Clan was destroyed, the heavens collapsed in the northwest, the Primordial World shattered, chaos returned, and she herself perished, she would have no regrets!

Let alone offering herself to Chen Xuan.

She could offer him anything!

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"..."

"..."

After Houtu publicly refuted Hongjun, the world abruptly fell into deathly silence. Not a sound could be heard.

Everyone was dumbfounded!

Every last one of them was dumbfounded!

Whether it was the forces of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court,

the myriad beings of the heavens,

or the countless onlookers,

they were all nearly choked by Houtu's words, staring in stunned disbelief.

"Did I hear that right? Ancestor Witch Houtu just said... 'I object'?!"

"Gasp—she dared to offend a Saint's dignity and oppose the Dao Ancestor? Outrageous! Utterly outrageous!"

"The Dao Ancestor personally descended upon the battlefield between the Witch Clan and Demon Clan, lowering himself to offer them a way out... only for Houtu to embarrass him? This..."

"Just as expected, the Witch Clan truly does not understand the will of heaven!"

"..."

In an instant, the entire Primordial World erupted into uproar, the commotion raging endlessly without subsiding.

Even Hongjun was stunned for a moment, wondering if he had... misheard?

Until Saint Jieyin flew into a rage and cursed loudly, "Ant, how dare you! How dare you defy the Dao Ancestor's decree! You... have chosen death!!"

"Dao Ancestor, please act and kill this wretch!!!"

Rumble—

The response Jieyin received in the next moment was endless gale-force winds and axe radiance. World-destroying power continuously poured into the inner universe within his body, shattering his flesh and shaking his Primordial Spirit.

Screams and wails rose one after another!

Seeing this, Hongjun's face darkened. Suppressing a trace of anger, he fixed his gaze upon that graceful figure and coldly demanded, "Houtu, what exactly do you intend?"

"Hmph, asking what I intend? Aren't you asking a question you already know the answer to?!"

"Open your eyes and look at the Witch Clan's fortune!"

Chen Xuan neither humbled himself nor yielded, his words ringing out powerfully with impassioned pride.

At his words.

Hongjun cast a casual glance over.

Countless gazes followed, focusing on the skies above the Witch Clan's ancestral land.

At first glance.

The heavens and earth there boomed incessantly. Boundless rays of light shone in myriad colors, vast auspicious purple qi swirled through the air, and rolling fortune poured forth like a black sea flowing backward, finally condensing into a Golden Dragon that covered the sky and blotted out the sun. Though it flickered in and out of view, its unmatched majesty could not be concealed!

"Roar—"

Though the Golden Dragon was ethereal and had yet to truly take form, its mighty dragon aura already ran rampant. Raising its head, it roared, its cry shaking the nine heavens.

It shook the Dao hearts of all beings in the heavens.

It stirred the Primordial Spirits of countless Demon Clan members.

"This is... the Witch Clan's Golden Dragon of Destiny?! The Witch Clan actually... condensed a Golden Dragon of Destiny?!" Di Jun's brows shot up, his eyes splitting with rage as his Dao heart suffered a violent blow.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi beside him was equally incredulous!

He had never expected...

that after the struggle between the Witch Clan and Demon Clan, under the great calamity, the Witch Clan's fortune had not diminished in the slightest. Instead, it had become increasingly dense and solid, unceasing and vast beyond measure!

By contrast, the Demon Clan Heavenly Court's already thin and feeble fortune had weathered turbulent storms. After the great calamity, it resembled a candle flame in the wind, scattered and drifting, as though it could collapse and perish at any moment!

It fully displayed the decline of a setting sun!

Though both sides were protagonists of the calamity, the fortune they bore differed so drastically!

Who could possibly endure such a crushing disparity?!!

Looking at it this way, if the Dao Ancestor's dharma body had not arrived today, their Demon Clan... would have been finished!

What a blessing! Truly, what a blessing!

Not just the two Golden Crows and the countless Demon Clan members.

Even the ancestral witches and billions of Witch Clan beings found it hard to believe.

Especially the ancestral witches. They had been killing so enthusiastically, so caught up in the battle, that they had never realized...

the Witch Clan's fortune had already surged to such heights!

"Hahahaha—the Witch Clan shall flourish!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

Before long, more and more Witch Clan members came to their senses. Their emotions surged, their fighting spirit soared, and some were so overwhelmed that tears streamed down their faces.

At this.

Hongjun was only mildly surprised for a moment, while his heart remained calm.

For he knew that this was caused by Ancestor Witch Houtu setting up the complete Dutian God-Demon Array and suppressing the Demon Clan Heavenly Court.

The scales of fortune had tipped heavily, almost entirely toward the Witch Clan!

But...

this was only temporary!

"Houtu, what exactly are you trying to say?"

After pondering for a moment, Hongjun asked indifferently.

"All beings in heaven and earth can see it. The Witch Clan's fortune is unceasing, manifesting as a Golden Dragon that intimidates the nine heavens. In this battle... the advantage belongs to the Witch Clan!"

"In this battle, the Demon Clan is certain to be destroyed! The Heavenly Court's fate is at an end!"

"Yet the moment you speak, Dao Ancestor, you demand that the Witch Clan lay down arms and compromise. Fair? Hongjun, are you worthy of speaking of fairness?!"

Before long, Chen Xuan's voice thundered across the land, his gaze sharp as a blade as he openly lashed out at Hongjun. "The Witch Clan fought to the death, staining heaven and earth with blood, and barely managed to preserve our foundation. Why should the Demon Clan get to occupy the Heavenly Palace and rule the heavens? A truce? This is nothing but your scheme to restrain the Witch Clan and shield the Demon Clan!"

Rumble—

The instant these words were spoken.

The hearts and minds of every living being in heaven and earth trembled.

The Saints stared in terror, breaking out in cold sweat.

Of course they understood these obvious truths, but... but who would dare refute the lofty Dao Ancestor of the Primordial World?

Gasp—

Ancestor Witch Houtu truly dared to say it!

"You transform into Reincarnation, while the Witch Clan governs the earth. This is the principle behind the operation of the Heavenly Dao and cannot be defied."

After hearing this, Hongjun's eyes darkened slightly as he replied.

Those words sounded pale and powerless, utterly unconvincing.

Naturally, Chen Xuan refused to accept them!

"Crooked logic!"

"Hypocrisy!"

In the next moment, Chen Xuan laughed in fury before sneering, "If the Heavenly Dao is determined by you, then this principle is wrong! And since it is wrong, then today... I will overturn this so-called fairness!"

"If the Heavenly Dao is unjust, then the Witch Clan will shatter the heavens and overturn the earth!"

"Hongjun, come fight—!!!"

Rumble—