Honghuang: The Golden Crow Emperor, starts by robbing the Three Pure Ones

Chapter 33: Disputes Re-emerge in the Primordial World
"Yes, that makes sense. Who can become a saint in the prehistoric world should be decided by my Wu clan."

"You have done a good job. When my Wu clan comprehends the Hongmeng Purple Qi in the future, I will grant you one."

"Where are those three idiots of Sanqing now?"

Di Jiang's eyes lit up. The Wu Clan was the authentic Pangu clan. The ancient Wu Clan had the final say. Dong Wanggong's words were exactly what he wanted.

"The Three Pure Ones hid themselves to refine the innate treasure bestowed by the Dao Ancestor. I don't know where the Three Pure Ones are hiding now, but Jie Yin and Zhunti are now in Mount Xumi in the west."

Dong Wanggong was overjoyed and sold Jie Yin and Zhunti without hesitation. Since Daozu did not give him the Hongmeng Purple Qi, he would fight for it himself.

If I had known this would happen, if I had known the Witch Clan was so easy to fool, I should have joined forces with them a long time ago.

"Let's go to Mount Xumi in the west to deal with Jie Yin and Zhunti. How can these two shameless people be qualified to become saints?"

Dijiang has been fooled by Dongwanggong and is impatient.

Because of Dong Wanggong's deception, Sanqing, Jie Yin and Zhunti were badly harmed.

"Brother, no, the west is far away. If we go there now, we will be besieged by the demon tribe and the Three Pure Ones. We will be in danger. It is better to expand first and advance to the west before dealing with Jie Yin and Zhunti."

Hou Tu was relatively calm and hurried to dissuade him.

"Yes, big brother, Jie Yin and Zhunti are only in the early stage of Quasi Saint now, we have time."

Zhu Jiuyin also followed suit to dissuade him.

"Well, okay, let those two shameless guys jump around for a while." Di Jiang still listened to his younger brother and sister's advice.

At this moment, Qiangliang's voice rang out: "That seems to be Jie Yin and Zhunti."

Everyone looked in the direction Qiang Liang pointed, and saw two bald heads staggering towards them. They didn't know who Jie Yin and Zhunti were.

Jie Yin and Zhunti recently accepted two very good disciples - Ksitigarbha and Maitreya. They wanted to come to the south to collect some money and find two magic weapons for their disciples.

At this moment, the two of them did not know that a disaster was about to happen, nor did they know that the wizard and lich races had already fought each other. They were still thinking about the Taoist's sacred edict to stop the war. When they saw the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the King of the East, they took the initiative to come over.

"Why are you all gathered here? Is there a treasure coming out of nowhere?"

Zhunti's eyes lit up. He was afraid of being poor and was thinking about treasures.

"I was just thinking about dealing with you guys, but you guys came to my door. Let's do it."

At Di Jiang's command, the Twelve Ancestral Witches instantly rushed towards Zhunti and Jie Yin.

"Fellow Daoist Dijiang, we have no grudges against the Wu Clan, why are you attacking us? We will not fight for the treasure."

Jie Yin was also thinking about the treasure, so he quickly sacrificed the Twelve-Level Golden Lotus of Merit for defense.

"You two shameless people are not worthy of becoming saints. Hand over the Hongmeng Purple Qi and I can spare your lives." Di Jiang said sternly.

When Jie Yin and Zhunti heard that the Twelve Ancestral Witches wanted to seize their Hongmeng Purple Qi, they immediately became anxious and hurriedly fled on the Golden Lotus of Merit, with the Twelve Ancestral Witches chasing after them.

Looking at the miserable looks of Jie Yin and Zhunti, Dong Wanggong felt relieved and returned to the fairyland leisurely.

"Xian Shou, are you okay?"

Seeing Dong Wanggong coming back, all the immortals quickly gathered around to show their concern.

"It's alright. The Twelve Ancestral Witches can't do anything to me. From now on, the Twelve Ancestral Witches won't dare to cause trouble to the Immortal Court. Just practice with peace of mind."

The King of the East became arrogant again, holding his head high, looking very proud of himself as if he had defeated the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"Chief Immortal, have you defeated the Twelve Ancestral Witches?" The immortals were shocked.

"No, it was a draw. I'm exhausted and need to recover quickly. You guys should go practice as well."

Dong Wanggong waved his hand modestly and left in a hurry. If he was asked how he defeated the twelve witch ancestors, he would not be able to make up any more stories. On the other side, Jie Yin and Zhunti were forced to explode a magic weapon before they were able to escape.

The West was already poor, and the explosion of a magic weapon made the two men heartbroken. They dared not hang around outside anymore and hurried back to Mount Sumeru in the West to hide.

"Damn it, let's go back and worship the Father God, then expand with all our strength and collect the Father God's remains."

Di Jiang cursed angrily and returned to the Wu clan with his brothers and sisters.

He attacked Daozu's disciples twice, but Daozu did not react, which made Dijiang believe that Daozu was in seclusion and unable to be distracted.

In the following days, the Witch Clan expanded with all their might and without restraint. Ten great demons led the expansion of the Witch Clan. The twelve ancestor witches practiced the laws in seclusion in the Pangu Temple and continued to comprehend the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Array.

The witch clan is warlike and fearless by nature. The Twelve Ancestral Witches are extremely confident in the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Array. They believe that as long as they thoroughly master the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Array, they can fight against the Tao Ancestor even if they do not become saints.

On Mount Buzhou, the three Jinwu brothers were still meditating in seclusion, unaware of the happenings in the ancient times.

The unbridled expansion of the Wu Clan caused resentment among all the creatures in the world, but they could not defeat the powerful Wu Clan and were forced to become homeless and hide from place to place.

Originally the West was barren and no one wanted to go there. Now many creatures have no place to live and are forced to flee to the West.

The Three Pure Ones, who had originally been hiding in the North Sea to refine their innate treasures, were found by the Witch Clan and forced to flee to the west.

In the East China Sea, the Styx was still chasing Kunpeng. It didn't even care that the Blood Sea was occupied by the Witch Clan. It had gone completely crazy for the sake of the Hongmeng Purple Qi. It couldn't win in a fight, and it couldn't escape either. Kunpeng was almost driven crazy.

If this goes on, there will be no time to refine the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and it will be dangerous if it attracts other powerful people.

Being forced into a corner, Kunpeng and Minghe negotiated to split the Hongmeng purple energy into two, half for each.

Minghe agreed, but if he attracted other powerful people, he would be in trouble.

The chase finally ended. The two men each took half of the Hongmeng Purple Qi and left, each finding a place to retreat and refine it.

Three thousand years later, great men such as Sanqing, Nuwa, Fuxi, Jieyin, and Zhunti successively killed the evil corpses and their cultivation reached the middle stage of Quasi-Saint.

On Mount Buzhou, the Twelve Ancestral Witches once again came to discuss the Dao with the three Jinwu brothers. Under the enlightenment tea tree, they each had an epiphany, and their laws were perfected. They also reached the middle stage of Quasi-Sainthood.

After three thousand years of expansion, the Witch Clan almost occupied half of the prehistoric continent, and all living beings were forced to gather in the west. The more living beings there were, the stronger the luck of the West became.

Jie Yin and Zhunti kept preaching to the living beings, gathering their luck for their own use. Their cultivation level improved rapidly, and they were even surpassing the Three Pure Ones.

There are also powerful beings and creatures who choose to join the demon clan and the fairy court, and the demon clan and the fairy court are becoming more and more powerful.

Today's Honghuang is in a four-legged tripod situation.

Demon Clan Heaven.

"Emperor Nuwa, Emperor Xi, the Wu Clan's territory is getting bigger and bigger, the gathered prehistoric luck is getting stronger and stronger, and the Wu Clan's strength is increasing faster and faster."

“Moreover, the Wu Clan’s Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation is too powerful. Even if many powerful warriors and creatures have joined the Demon Clan, the Demon Clan may not be able to defeat the Wu Clan.”

Bai Ze spoke.

"Yes, the Heavenly Gang Disha Formation created by Emperor Xi is indeed powerful, but it is still not enough to face the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation of the Wu Clan."

Ji Meng agreed very much. Thinking of the power of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, a look of fear appeared in his eyes.

"Yes, the Tian Gang Di Sha formation is still not enough, but this is the strongest formation I can create at the moment."

"Bai Ze, you are born with a keen eye for the universe and are the wisest person in the world. What do you think we should do?"

Fuxi nodded and looked at Bai Ze.

(End of this chapter)