Honghuang: I, Styx, start the reporting system

Chapter 16 The Witch Clan’s Discussions, Creation and Destruction

"Brother, what should we do now?"

As soon as he returned to Pangu Hall at the foot of Mount Buzhou, Zhu Rong worriedly asked the eldest of the twelve ancestral witches, Di Jiangdao.

Today's Wu clan can be said to be the largest clan in the ancient world.

The three clans of dragon, phoenix and unicorn had all been crippled in the Long-Han calamity.

None of the other prehistoric tribes could be their match against the Witch Clan.

Therefore, for countless years after the Longhan Tribulation, their Wu Clan was in a state of rapid expansion, and no one could stop their pace.

But after Hongjun spoke, unfavorable news for their Wu clan came one after another.

First of all, countless great powers have achieved breakthroughs in cultivation.

Originally, there were not many powerful people in the later stage of Daluo Jinxian in the prehistoric era.

And their twelve brothers and sisters are all in the late stage of Da Luo Jinxian, and Di Jiang among them is even at the peak of Da Luo Jinxian.

Moreover, they are all cultivating the physical body, and their combat power is stronger than the other monks!
But now the monks in the later stage of Daluo Jinxian are not so valuable.

In addition, Hongjun will still teach the way of quasi-sage ten thousand years later.

And their brothers don't even know how to physically break through the Quasi-Saint.

In this way, their Wu clan may be left behind by the other clans.

Another thing that was unfriendly to their Witch Clan was the establishment of the Demon Clan by Emperor Jun.

As the largest clan in the world, the Witch Clan also did not want to see another powerful force appear on par with itself in the wilderness.

Di Jiang didn't have any good ideas in mind, so he turned to Zhu Jiuyin and Hou Tu and asked.

"Second brother, twelfth sister, do you two have any good ideas?"

Zhu Jiuyin was famously smart among the witch clan, while Houtu was the calmest and most flexible among their brothers and sisters.

Zhu Jiuyin thought for a while.

"I think we must speed up the pace of conquering the wilderness!"

Zhu Rong said anxiously: "But now those monks may have surpassed us in cultivation. How can we conquer them?"

This was what he was suffering from.

Zhu Jiuyin shook his head and said: "After Hongjun preached, they will inevitably digest the results of the sermon, so at least for a long time in the future, Honghuang will enter a period of calm. And this period of calm is us Opportunity!"

As long as they can conquer the entire prehistoric world during the period of seclusion of the great powers of the prehistoric era, the luck of their witch clan will definitely increase greatly.

Maybe by then, their brothers will be able to break through.

Everyone present immediately realized what Zhu Jiuyin meant, and their eyes lit up.

But someone found it and poured cold water on it.

"No, if this happens, the entire prehistoric world will definitely be devastated! The prehistoric era is the hard work of Father God, and Father God will never want to see you do this."

Houtu was the last one born among the twelve ancestral witches.

At the same time, because it absorbs the least evil energy, it is more benevolent.

The other ancestral witches also doted on the little sister. When they heard what the sister said, they immediately put out the fire.

Zhu Rong scratched his head.

"Then Miss Houtu, what do you think we should do?"

Houtu bit his lip lightly, obviously very troubled, and there were thousands of thoughts in his mind.

To be fair, what brother Zhu Jiuyin proposed is indeed a good idea.

It's just that Hou Tu doesn't want to.

But to be honest, I really don’t have any good ideas.

The Wu Clan is indeed now in a neither embarrassing nor embarrassing situation.

If this continues, the Wu clan will definitely face the risk of annihilation.

This is also something Hou Tu doesn't want to see.

Hou Tu felt even more confused.

It was Hou Tu who originally proposed to go to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon. The original intention was to see if the saint's sermon could help the witch clan break through in their cultivation.

But in the end it was all in vain.

Even the saints can't help them, so is there anyone in the wild who can help them?

etc! Maybe there really is one!
Hou Tu suddenly thought of something, and his troubled face relaxed.

"Brothers and sisters, I thought of it!"

Hou Tu's tone could not conceal his excitement.

In fact, everyone didn't really place all their hopes on Hou Tu, but suddenly they heard Hou Tu say that he had thought of a way, and they hurriedly asked what the solution was.

Hou Tu said with a smile as bright as a flower.

"We were really stupid before. We were so busy that we even thought of asking Saint Hongjun for help, but we forgot about our brothers and sisters who are our biggest supporter."

Everyone was puzzled. Their biggest reliance on the Wu Clan?

What is it?
Zhu Jiuyin was the first to react.

"Sister, are you talking about God the Father!?"

Zhu Jiuyin's tone was usually one of excitement and usually one of annoyance.

What's exciting is that the idea proposed by the girl is indeed very likely to solve the current problems of their witch clan.

To my chagrin, I was indeed as stupid as Houtu sister said.

Why didn't I even think of something as simple as asking Father God for help?

Houtu smiled and nodded.

Everyone suddenly realized.

Yes!

If you can't solve it by asking for help from the saints, then ask God the Father for help! Father God can definitely solve it!

In the hearts of everyone, Pangu was an omnipotent existence.

It would be nothing more than a trivial matter for them to break through and become quasi-sages.

So, in Pangu Hall, the twelve ancestral wizards all knelt down.

"Father God, we and the twelve ancestral witches worship us! Now the future of our witch clan is uncertain, please ask God Father to point out a clear path for us!"

In front of the twelve ancestral witches was a huge statue of Pangu.

This Pangu idol was not cast by themselves, but has existed since they were born from the blood pool.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches have always believed that Pangu did not die in the Great Tribulation. Pangu left Pangu Hall and this statue to them in the hope that their Wu Clan could inherit his will and carry it forward in the prehistoric times!

With determination on their faces, the twelve people bowed to the Pangu statue.

Sure enough, they were not disappointed!

The Pangu statue responded quickly.

Two rays of light shot out from the eyes of the Pangu statue, shining on the twelve ancestral witches.

Then the Twelve Ancestral Witches excitedly discovered that there was an additional inheritance in their sea of ​​consciousness...

In the sea of ​​blood.

Styx sits in his companion palace, the Palace of Styx.

There were two leaves of law floating in front of him.

The leaves of the Law all emit dazzling light, and have a wonderful connection with the River Styx.

It was as if the Styx was constantly absorbing the power of the Leaf of Law.

Styx fell into a mysterious and mysterious state.

He felt like he was trapped in a dream.

I felt like I was in an extremely strange place again.

Here, two roads appeared in front of him.

One path leads to the left.

The other path goes to the right.

Both roads extended so far that Styx couldn't see what was ahead of the road.

The River Styx stood at the fork in the road, making it difficult to make a choice.

"So in the end we still have to choose one of the two leaves of law?"

As long as you choose one, you will decide the direction of your future enlightenment.

Styx tentatively took a step to the left.

A scene suddenly appeared on the road.

There are people, demons, immortals, witches...

There are also mountains, water, trees, clouds...

Everything in it constitutes a harmonious scene.

Styx retracted his foot, and then took a tentative step to the right.

The same scene appeared.

Only then was everything possible, but now it has become irreversible!
Styx saw with his own eyes that the scene on the road on the left appeared on the right again.

But unlike the harmony on the side, the scene on the right was a miserable scene in which everything was destroyed.

Styx knew clearly in his heart that these two laws were creation and destruction.

Then Styx made a decision, a decision that caused both paths to collapse.

(End of this chapter)