Hong Jun Discusses the Tribulation, Witch and Demon Races Enter the Fray

Hong Jun looked at the Qiankun Cauldron spinning in his palm and said frankly.

"I deduced something in the Purple Heaven Palace earlier and learned that this Qiankun Cauldron was originally meant for Fellow Daoist Nu Wa to use for the Creation of Humans."

So, I've been waiting for Fellow Daoist Nu Wa to come and get it, but now the Human Race has been established, and the Qiankun Cauldron is still in my hands.

I suppose the great tribulation is approaching, and the heavenly secrets are muddled, leading to errors in my deductions.

It's fortunate that I didn't hand this cauldron over to Fellow Daoist Nu Wa in advance, otherwise, the Creation of Humans might have failed."

Hong Jun felt bitter just thinking about it.

He had deduced that this was the cauldron Nu Wa needed for the Creation of Humans, so he had it in his possession early on, thinking Nu Wa would come to him for help, and he could then claim a share of the Merit from the Creation of Humans.

With the appearance of Liu Mang, an anomaly, Nu Wa did not seek his help for the Creation of Humans at all. He couldn't claim any Merit from it, so he had to make up an excuse about "muddled heavenly secrets and erroneous deductions."

Although Hong Jun didn't say it out loud, he was extremely reluctant to part with it. This was a treasure that had been with him for countless eons.

If he gave it to Nu Wa for the Creation of Humans, at least he could exchange it for some Merit, which would help him harmonize with the Heavenly Dao.

Now, not only did he not gain any Merit, but he also lost this treasure for nothing.

"If only I had deduced it before taking action! I didn't get rid of the person, but I lost the treasure!"

The more Hong Jun thought about it, the angrier he became. If there weren't so many people around, he would have slapped himself twice.

Hong Jun pushed his hand, and the Qiankun Cauldron automatically floated in front of Liu Mang.

Liu Mang looked at the small cauldron before him, overjoyed, but he didn't reach out for it.

Great! The famous Qiankun Cauldron of Hong Huang will be called Liu from now on! Just thinking about it makes me excited!

But I can't accept it. I don't know if Hong Jun has set any traps inside. Let my mother test it first!

Liu Mang thought to himself and was about to look up and ask Nu Wa when, before he could see her, a "smack" landed on his head.

Nu Wa withdrew her hand that had hit Liu Mang and then snorted coldly, "Fellow Daoist Hong Jun testing you means he values you and thinks you have potential! Why so many devious thoughts!"

It had to be said that she was getting more and more used to slapping heads. Once a habit is formed, it's really hard to change.

Hong Jun looked stunned. Why didn't she say this earlier? He had already given away two gifts, and now she was saying this to him.

I suspect I'm being manipulated! And I have proof!

Nu Wa looked at Liu Mang with dissatisfaction. Before he could speak, she put away the Qiankun Cauldron, saying as she did so, "You don't even know how to cultivate yet. If you have the Qiankun Cauldron, are you afraid you won't die fast enough? I'll keep it for you."

[I feel like I've heard these words somewhere before!]

After hearing Liu Mang's thoughts, Nu Wa hardened her heart and didn't even let go of the Chaos Jade Void Diagram he was holding, snatching it away and putting it into her own space.

Nu Wa glared at the stunned Liu Mang and muttered to herself, "Serves you right for speaking ill of me in your heart, you unfilial son!"

Then, she glanced at the astonished onlookers who had witnessed everything, her face flushing slightly.

Clearly, she was still not used to doing shameless things like snatching other people's belongings.

However, when Nu Wa thought that it wasn't the first time she had snatched something, she felt there was nothing to be embarrassed about.

She slapped Liu Mang on the head like a cap, saying unhappily, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and thank him!"

"Oh, oh!" Liu Mang responded twice before coming to his senses. Although the items were gone for now, he didn't have to worry about Hong Jun's hidden schemes!

He wondered if he should be happy or sad.

"Thank you, Dao Ancestor!" Liu Mang shouted and was about to prostrate himself on the ground, but Hong Jun quickly reached out to support him, interrupting his ritual.

I can't accept this bow. If he bows any further, all my possessions, accumulated over tens of eons, will be gone!

The thought of the two treasures he had given away, both Innate Spiritual Treasures, made Hong Jun feel heartache, so intense it was almost suffocating.

He feared that if he stayed any longer, he might really lose control and attack Liu Mang, so he decided to slip away.

Hong Jun scanned everyone and said with a smile, "Now that this matter is settled, I must return to the Azure Heaven Palace to continue my integration with the Dao. All matters in Hong Huang are now in your hands. If you encounter any insurmountable problems, come to the Azure Heaven Palace to find me."

After speaking, Hong Jun turned to leave, but his departing steps were interrupted by a delicate shout.

"Dao Ancestor, please stay!"

Hong Jun stopped and turned back to look in the direction of the Ancestor Witches. After glancing at Hou Tu, the Ancestor Witch who had spoken, he frowned slightly.

He had always been aware of the Twelve Ancestral Witches' attitude towards him and couldn't immediately grasp Hou Tu's reason for calling him back.

"Ancestor Witch Hou Tu? For the sake of your kindness to the beings of Hong Huang, speak your mind if you have a problem!"

Hou Tu cupped her hands towards Hong Jun and asked tentatively, "You said before that the Human Race, represented by Liu Mang, will become the protagonist of Hong Huang?"

Hong Jun nodded, his face serious. "Yes, I did say that."

"Then, what about the Witch Tribe?"

Before Hong Jun could answer Hou Tu's question, Di Jun stepped forward and asked, "Dao Ancestor, Hou Tu's question is also mine. Besides the Witch Tribe, where will the Demon Race stand?"

"Heh heh~" Hong Jun looked at the two and sneered.

"The Witch Tribe? The Demon Race? You two actually have the nerve to ask me? Given what the Witch and Demon tribes have done, don't tell me you don't know!"

"This..." Hou Tu and Di Jun exchanged glances, their expressions darkening, both rendered speechless.

Hong Jun ignored them and continued to mock, "With all that, you still want to be the protagonists of heaven and earth? Shouldn't you first ask yourselves if you're worthy? And whether the countless beings who have died would agree."

As soon as Hong Jun finished speaking, the hot-tempered Zhu Rong stepped forward, "Hong Jun, our Witch Tribe was born from the Father God Pangu's essence blood, how can you slander us?"

Hong Jun had already been messed with by Liu Mang for a while and had been suppressing his anger. Zhu Rong, however, jumped out as if seeking death.

"I can't make a move on that dog, but I can't make a move on you?"

"Does no one else getting angry mean they think everyone else is an idiot!"

Hong Jun narrowed his eyes as he looked at Zhu Rong and said coldly, "So what if he's Pangu? Who taught you to disrespect your elders? Today, I'll teach you a lesson."

After Hong Jun finished speaking, he didn't seem to move at all. Zhu Rong, who had just stepped forward, was struck by an invisible heavy hammer. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying thousands of meters away like a trash bag, struggling for a long time without getting up.

This was the first time everyone had witnessed the might of a Saint. Facing Hong Jun's pressure, the other Ancestor Witches didn't even have the thought of fighting back, truly feeling that "below Saints, all are ants," as Hong Jun had said.

Hong Jun glanced at the struggling Zhu Rong, "Hmph, this is just a minor punishment. Next time, it won't be so easy!"

After saying that, he turned his head to look at the people from the Witch and Demon tribes and said seriously, "Whether it's slander or not, go see for yourselves. I'm too lazy to say more."

"After the Demon Race rules the heavens and the Witch Tribe rules the earth, haven't the Witch and Demon tribes always treated the myriad races of Hong Huang as mere grass, taking whatever they want? If you can do it, why can't others say it?"

"Remember, heaven sees all that men do! The retribution may be delayed, but it will come!"

Hong Jun snorted coldly, "Just wait. After the Dragon-Han Tribulation, another great tribulation will arrive, and the Witch and Demon tribes will be the main characters. I advise you all to behave yourselves."

"What?!" The Ancestor Witches and Demon Gods were all incredulous, clearly shocked by this news.

Although there were many disputes between the Witch and Demon tribes, and countless beings had died due to their conflicts, neither tribe believed this would lead to a great tribulation.

They had personally experienced the Dragon-Han Tribulation and the Demonic Dao Tribulation, which had shattered the entire Hong Huang.

What was the current conflict between the Witch and Demon tribes compared to those? How could it possibly cause a great tribulation?

After Hong Jun finished speaking, he prepared to leave without waiting for the Ancestor Witches and Demon Gods to react. He took a few steps and stopped again, turning to look at Nu Wa.

"Saints do not enter Hong Huang, otherwise, they too will perish! Fellow Daoist, make your plans early."

After speaking, Hong Jun took two more steps. In just four steps, his entire being shifted from solid to ethereal and completely vanished from the sky, as if he had never appeared.

Nu Wa looked in the direction Hong Jun had disappeared, her brow furrowed slightly.

"Is this... a threat?"