Mystic Heaven Hall, incense smoke swirled, and the air was filled with a mystical atmosphere.
Han Xuanji was sitting upright on a jade couch to one side, talking to the Immortal Ancestor beside him in a relaxed and indifferent tone.
Meanwhile, the Immortal Ancestor sat on another jade couch. Although he had not yet reached his peak, he already possessed ninety percent of his full strength, thanks in large part to Han Xuanji's intervention.
When the two discussed the lineup of the Immortal-Exterminating Alliance, the Immortal Ancestor showed no panic, but rather a hint of excitement.
Having been banished to the end of time and space by the Chaos Will for so many years, and with so much pent-up anger having nowhere to go, he was going to vent it all on this so-called Immortal-Exterminating Alliance.
"Grandmaster, Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang, requests an audience!"
A respectful announcement came from outside the hall from the disciple who had been guiding the way.
Han Xuanji raised his eyes, a knowing glint in them, a slight smile playing on his lips, and spoke in a calm tone:
"Let him in."
"Yes."
As soon as he finished speaking, Di Jiang strode into the Mystic Heaven Hall, his expression still showing some anxiety. Just as he was about to speak, his gaze inadvertently fell on the Immortal Ancestor, and his figure instantly froze, his anxiety being replaced by shock.
At this moment, the Immortal Ancestor's attire was completely different from before, and his hair covered his face, making it impossible to see clearly.
However, he could sense an extremely familiar and intimate aura from the Immortal Ancestor. This aura was once engraved deep in his soul, which gave rise to an innate sense of awe and belonging, as if it were a call from his bloodline, making him feel close to him involuntarily.
In an instant, countless blurry fragments flashed through his mind. These were hazy memories from even earlier times, a time when a majestic figure created heaven and earth and gave birth to all living beings. And the aura of that figure was exactly the same as that of the Immortal Ancestor before him!
"You... you are..."
Di Jiang's lips trembled slightly, tears welled in his eyes, and he involuntarily took a step forward. The fragments in his mind instantly pieced themselves together, and he blurted out:
"Father God!"
This cry of "Father God" was filled with shock, excitement, and awe, and the voice was slightly choked with emotion.
He never expected that the powerful figure who was chatting so happily with Han Xuanji was actually the Immortal Ancestor who created the Immortal Realm back then, and also the Creator Ancestor that their Ancestral Witch had been searching for for generations.
Upon realizing this, Di Jiang felt a surge of joy and secret relief.
Fortunately, he did not heed Zhurong's suggestion and did not lead the Witch Race to desert. If he had really broken his promise to Han Xuanji and betrayed the Immortal Realm protected by the Immortal Ancestor, he would probably never be able to forgive himself in this lifetime. The Witch Race might also bear eternal infamy and even lose the protection and recognition of the Immortal Ancestor.
He stood with his head bowed, his body trembling slightly, too excited to speak. His gaze kept glancing at Han Xuanji and the Immortal Ancestor. Watching the two talk calmly and in sync, without any distinction of rank, a mental storm instantly raged in Di Jiang's mind, conjuring up countless images.
No wonder Mystic Heaven Dao Venerable possesses such heaven-defying strength at such a young age, and is so highly regarded by the Immortal Ancestor, standing on equal footing with Immortal Ancestor. He is indeed a more ancient and powerful being!
Perhaps Han Xuanji is a powerful figure of the same generation as the Immortal Ancestor, but he has been hiding his identity and acting in a low-key manner!
Thinking back to how he had attacked Han Xuanji without knowing the truth, Di Jiang couldn't help but feel a wave of fear. At the same time, he muttered to himself: If the Dao Venerable had revealed his identity and his relationship with the Immortal Ancestor earlier, how could I have dared to attack him? It was simply ridiculous!
A thought flashed through his mind, and he began to struggle with the form of address again—he had always addressed Han Xuanji as " Dao Venerable " (Lord Daoist), but now it seemed that Dao Venerable Immortal Ancestor was on equal footing with the Immortal Ancestor, who was his father god. Should he change his form of address?
Addressing him as " Dao Venerable " seems too distant and disrespectful, but if he follows the seniority of the Immortal Ancestor and calls him "Uncle Han," wouldn't that be too abrupt and seem somewhat obsequious?
Di Jiang stood there, his brows furrowed, sometimes lost in thought, sometimes stealing glances at Han Xuanji, his expression shifting constantly. He was agonizing over the matter of how to address Han Xuanji, completely unaware that the Immortal Ancestor had already stopped talking to Han Xuanji and was now looking at him gently.
The Immortal Ancestor looked at Di Jiang before him, a trace of emotion flashing in his eyes. He spoke slowly, his tone gentle yet tinged with reminiscence:
"You Ancestral Witch were the first innate beings born after I created the Immortal Realm. You wield the power of the Earthly Origin and are exceptionally gifted. I placed high hopes on you back then, hoping that you could safeguard the foundation of the Immortal Realm."
" Di Jiang, it's been many years. You've grown quite a bit, having already broken through to the Hunyuan Wuji Realm. You haven't disappointed my expectations from back then."
Upon hearing this, Di Jiang quickly composed himself and respectfully bowed in greeting.
"Father God, you flatter me. Di Jiang's breakthrough after so long is already an insult to your dignity."
The Immortal Ancestor shook his head slightly, his gaze distant, and slowly said:
"That's already pretty good."
Han Xuanji nodded in agreement; achieving the Hunyuan Wuji was not so easy.
Of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, only Di Jiang overcame this obstacle.
In fact, through his conversation with the Immortal Ancestor, Han Xuanji learned quite a few secrets. For example, the Human Race in the Immortal Realm Immortal Domain being. In fact, it is a race born from the union of the Chaos Human Race and the Witch Race.
The ancestors of the Human Race were the Chaos Human Race, beings born at the beginning of Chaos alongside the Chaos Devil God. However, they were not born with the same formidable combat power as the Chaos Devil God, but they possessed extremely high potential for growth and were one of the most promising races in the Chaos.
Therefore, although the Ancestral Witch possessed formidable innate strength, their potential might not truly match that of the Human Race who were born at the right time.
Han Xuanji looked at the scene before him, a faint smile appearing on his lips, and spoke to ease the tension:
" Di Jiang, there's no need to be so formal. The Immortal Ancestor has returned, and we have more than enough strength to deal with the attack from the Immortal-Exterminating Alliance. You've come today, presumably for the defense of the Witch Race's realm, haven't you?"
Di Jiang nodded hurriedly, suppressing his excitement and shock, and truthfully told them about the predicament of the Witch Race's world, the concerns of the Ancestral Witch, and his own worries.
After speaking, Di Jiang's tone became respectful, and the way he looked at Han Xuanji was different from before. In the past, the Ancestral Witch had been Qi Ingestion by Han Xuanji, but they still interacted as fellow Daoists. Now, however, he was acting with the restraint of a child meeting his parent.
Seeing Di Jiang's appearance, Han Xuanji couldn't help but chuckle to himself.
If you call me "fellow Daoist" after I leave this door, I won't argue with you. But after I leave, what should you call me?