Honghuang: Oh no, the Witch Clan Chief has lost his mind!

As one of the ten innate spiritual roots, the Fusang Tree is ablaze with the true fire of the sun, and it was on it that the two golden crows, Dijun and Taiyi, were conceived.

Even though Apocalypse and the others did not come up to him.

You can still feel its grandeur!

However, Apocalypse also had a slight doubt.

Such a powerful innate spiritual root actually stayed obediently on this sun star, without taking human form to roam freely in the world.

"Even the innate gourd vine has developed its own consciousness, and it seems those seven gourds will be born soon!"

"Could it be that this Fusang tree is too powerful?"

"And his brain isn't very sharp, so he can't take human form?!"

"It seems the hardware is too powerful; low-end chips can't handle it!"

Suddenly, the farming ideas from his past life resurfaced and took over his mind again:

"Hey, there's no sun in my witch realm yet!"

How about we try to get a branch from the Fusang tree and then try cultivating it in the witch realm?

Let's see if we can grow a sun...!

Thinking of this, Tianqi's eyes gleamed with excitement, and he considered whether he should send his brothers to snatch a piece of the spoils.

However, after some consideration, they decided to abandon the blatant act of robbery.

Even a ancestral witch should have some bottom line!

"Oh dear! We were too hasty. We should have had all my brothers come! It's not appropriate to go directly to the Sun Star now!"

Immediately, Tianqi began to ponder in his heart, thinking of ways to deceive Dijun and Taiyi!

As Apocalypse was pondering, the group stood before the Sun Star...

A long scroll of the Hetu Luoshu, exuding a powerful aura, appeared, radiating boundless and mysterious brilliance.

On the long scroll, all kinds of living beings gather.

From a distance, it looks like a lifeline appearing in the void.

Looking at this scene, Tianqi suddenly felt it was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

After thinking it over carefully, he then remembered:

"Isn't this just like the space station ecosystem from the sci-fi movies I watched in my past life?!"

"This magic weapon is quite advanced!"

It is obvious that the site used by Di Jun and others to establish their clan was not on the Sun Star.

Come to think of it, the environment on that planet Sun is not one that ordinary people can live in!

The invited highly skilled individuals are fine.

However, the other gathered demons did not possess that kind of strength.

If we went to the Sun Star, we'd be burned to ashes!

On this long scroll, there is a golden palace, resembling an ancient imperial palace, but much more magnificent.

Beside the palace were many powerful cultivators.

Di Jun, Tai Yi, Fu Xi, and Nuwa stood directly in front of the palace, waiting for the time to establish their clan.

Sensing the arrival of Tianqi and his group, many powerful beings opened their eyes and looked up at the starry sky.

The Ancestral Witches were quite famous; there was no one in the primordial world who didn't know them.

There's not much surprise about their arrival now.

On the contrary, Di Jun seemed a little surprised, his brows furrowed.

Looking displeased, he muttered to himself:

"I was just being polite and invited you, but you actually came!"

Di Jun invited the Wu tribe earlier entirely out of fear that they would cause trouble.

After all, he had invited almost all the powerful beings from the primordial era.

If he didn't invite the witch clan, he was really afraid that the ancestral witches would be stubborn and unhappy!

In short, it's a dilemma whether to invite them or not!

Fuxi was perceptive enough to notice that Dijun and Taiyi didn't look too good.

He randomly prepared to get up and greet the four people.

But before Fuxi could make a move,

Under Dijiang's spatial manipulation, Tianqi and the others had already appeared beside him.

Tianqi looked at Fuxi's preparations to welcome the four of them and said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, please don't bother. We'll do as we please."

You all go about your business; we're all old acquaintances.

No need to be so polite!

Upon hearing this, Fuxi's lips twitched.

"Who are you old acquaintances with?!"

"Are you guys really being this overly familiar?!"

Although Fuxi's lips twitched slightly, since the Wu Clan wasn't there to cause trouble, he had nothing more to say.

After exchanging a few more polite words, he returned to Di Jun and the others to prepare for establishing his clan.

After a while, the auspicious time arrived.

Di Jun and the other three stood up together, their expressions serious and their auras surging.

Immediately afterwards, beams of demonic energy rose up from the Hetu Luoshu.

The colors are vibrant and varied, including red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple, making it a very lively sight.

But it's nothing compared to the pure, condensed pillar of blood energy of the Witch Clan!

On the demon race's side, it felt like they were forcibly mixing together all sorts of random powers to make up the numbers!

Immediately, Di Jun's voice resounded throughout the primordial world:

"The Great Dao is above, the Heavenly Dao is above."

The primordial world bears witness.

Today, there are Di Jun, Tai Yi, Nuwa, and Fuxi.

The cultivation of the myriad demons in the primordial world was fraught with difficulty, and constant strife was

In accordance with the will of Heaven, a clan was established.

It is called: "Demon Race"

"The demon race shall rule the heavens, govern all living beings, establish order, and enlighten all sentient beings!"

"Demon race, stand!"

Upon hearing this opening, Apocalypse immediately couldn't hold back any longer.

He burst out laughing.

He quickly covered his mouth again.

He mentally screamed:

"Haha, the demon race is up to their old tricks again!"

It's one thing to try and gain merit by associating with the Great Dao, but another...

What do you mean by putting the Great Dao and the Heavenly Dao together?

Is he planning to lick both of them at the same time, keeping a backup plan for himself?!

"They want it all, and if things go wrong, it'll be quite a show!"

Although Apocalypse only chuckled briefly, it still attracted a lot of attention.

However, the powerful figure who turned his attention to the speaker realized that it was a member of the Wu tribe.

They all pretended not to see anything and continued to look at Di Jun and the other three.

This declaration, on its own, doesn't seem to have any major problems.

It even has a somewhat high-end feel to it.

But the problem was that it happened right after the Wu tribe had just finished a large-scale campaign.

After the clan-establishing ceremony, which received the favor of the Great Dao and whose merits flowed abundantly,

What followed was...

This is like someone having just finished a concert at the Vienna Golden Hall, with applause and cheers resounding.

After everyone else left, you set up a stall at the entrance of the nearby vegetable market.

Shouting with a broken megaphone

"I'm going to have a concert too! Everyone come and listen!"

If your quality is indeed up to standard, and you have strong connections and backing, then you'll be able to succeed.

If that important person happens to pass by, they will most likely give you face out of politeness.

The problem is, the demon race has absolutely nothing to do with the Great Dao!

The effect? ​​You can imagine!

The establishment of the Wu Clan was due to the blessings bestowed by the Great Dao, and the spontaneous convergence of their fortunes, like rivers flowing into the sea.

The scene was incredibly grand and imposing, a testament to destiny.

But when it came to the demon race's turn, the sky was quiet.

Not a single bit of merit was lost!

Yes,

Not a single one!

The Great Dao completely ignored them, as if to say:

"What the hell? You dare call me that?"

The Heavenly Dao, which should have responded actively, failed to respond to the demon race immediately.

Only those sparse, scattered beams of demonic energy...

They're still stubbornly holding on, preventing the scene from becoming too desolate!

In the primordial world, powerful beings secretly observed...

And all the great figures present,

His expression was priceless.

Outside the Pangu Hall,

Zhu Rong, the Ancestral Witch, almost spat out the roasted monster he was eating, and laughed loudly as he said:

"Ha ha ha ha,

Are Di Jun and his group just clowns hired by the Monkey King?

It's one thing for them to follow our example and establish their own clan.

Compared to what we've seen, this commotion...

This is like a beggar comparing treasures with the Dragon King!

Sea of ​​Blood

The Styx Ancestor, who disdained to attend the ceremony, also scoffed and said:

"Trying to draw a tiger but ending up with a dog! It's truly making me a laughingstock!"

Even the Purple Cloud Palace beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens,

Even the Daoist Ancestor Hongjun frowned, feeling that this impersonation was indeed a bit of an eyesore.

But since he had given the instructions, he couldn't bring himself to lose face and ruin the plan.

He then reminded the Heavenly Dao:

That's enough!

The tide has turned, so let's sacrifice a little for them!

"Don't make it too ugly!"