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

As Tianqi and his group traveled through the locations of various spiritual roots,

While conducting 'friendly exchanges' and 'deploying the zombie-killing GG,'

The situation in the primordial world began to change rapidly.

Xikunlun and Penglai Immortal Island acted very quickly.

After the Queen Mother of the West agreed to jointly preside over the Celestial Court and resolved to no longer remain aloof,

The forces of the scattered immortals, led by the Eastern King Duke, began to rapidly win over scattered immortals from all over the prehistoric world.

As more and more wandering immortals were recruited...

The Eastern King was also full of vigor and high spirits.

He was the head of the male immortals and the future ruler of the Celestial Court.

They began sending out invitations to various factions, inviting powerful beings from all corners of the primordial world.

A hundred years later, we will gather together on Penglai Island.

Attend the "Celestial Court" Clan Establishment Ceremony!

Among these invitations, there were naturally two that traveled thousands of miles.

They were delivered to the Pangu Palace of the Wu Clan on Buzhou Mountain and the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan in the Thirty-Three Heavens.

At this time, Tianqi and Dijiang, along with other ancestral witches, had not yet returned to Buzhou Mountain.

The shaman and the gourd brothers who stayed behind naturally received invitations to attend the ceremony.

"The Celestial Court? What's that? I don't recognize it!"

Hou Yi held the jade slip, turning it over and over to examine it.

"Eastern King Duke, Western Queen Mother."

What are these two old guys up to with their relationship?

Why establish a "celestial court"?

Are they planning to stir up trouble too?!

Jiufeng also came over to take a look and said in confusion:

"I heard that they were the top male and female immortals appointed by Hongjun."

In that case, we still have to give them some face.

However, the Ancestral Witches are not here.

We couldn't decide whether to go or not.

We have never dealt with them before.

Let's talk about it when the Ancestral Witches return!

Therefore, the Wu tribe temporarily put the invitations on hold.

There was no response regarding whether they would go or not!

However, the atmosphere inside the Lingxiao Palace in the Thirty-Third Heaven was much more subtle.

Di Jun sat on the throne of the Heavenly Emperor.

He toyed with the invitation to the Celestial Court ceremony in his hand, his expression calm and his eyes deep.

The power and authority of those in power have been established!

Taiyi stood beside him, and Fuxi and Nuwa were also summoned to the hall.

"Hehe! Celestial Court, Eastern King Duke, Western Queen Mother."

Di Jun spoke slowly, his voice carrying a hint of amusement.

"That's quite a bold move."

This is clearly an attempt to integrate the scattered immortals.

"To stand shoulder to shoulder with my Heavenly Court and the Witch Clan?"

"What do you guys think? Should we go or not?"

Taiyi snorted coldly, his tone full of disdain as he said:

"A bunch of clowns!"

This sparse group of people dares to call themselves the Celestial Court?

Brother, in my opinion, we don't need to pay any attention to it!

Fuxi pondered for a long time and then said:

"Dong Wang Gong is quite ambitious, but his abilities are limited."

The Queen Mother of the West was willing to lower herself and cooperate with him in his promiscuous behavior this time.

This is probably related to the recent forced entry of the Wu tribe's Tianqi and others into Xikunlun.

The Queen Mother of the West was forced into banding together for warmth by the Wu tribe!

Although the establishment of this Celestial Court may not amount to much in the short term,

But there will be more and more wandering immortals in the future, and if we let it go unchecked...

Given time,

The gathering of numerous scattered immortals' fortunes might become a source of trouble for some.

After hearing this, Di Jun nodded slightly.

Then, turning his gaze to Nuwa, who had remained silent, he asked:

"Empress Nuwa, what is your opinion on this matter?"

Nuwa was physically present in the hall, but her mind was elsewhere.

She was still troubled by the lack of progress in dismembering the corpse.

She is now focusing most of her attention on comprehending the Nine Heavens Breath Soil.

He had little interest in matters of the Celestial Court.

However, from the perspective of the demon queen Nuwa,

She regained her composure temporarily and said:

"The establishment of the Celestial Court was simply an attempt to survive in the gap between the Witch Clan and our Demon Clan."

This small force has only just been established and its foundation is unstable.

If our Heavenly Court were to refuse to attend the ceremony, it would appear petty.

Why don't we send an envoy there?

While assessing the opponent's strengths and weaknesses, we can also demonstrate the magnanimity of our Heavenly Court.

After all, they came when our demon race was founded!

Her last sentence pointed out the key issue.

Even among the most powerful beings in the primordial era, some superficial formalities still need to be observed.

Even if we fight and kill each other later, that's a matter for the future!

A glint flashed in Di Jun's eyes; he had clearly thought of this as well.

More importantly, he had other plans in mind.

He tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the throne and said slowly:

"Empress Nuwa is right. Although the Celestial Court is not something to be feared..."

But the establishment of the Celestial Court,

To some extent, this also diverted the attention of the witch clan.

Even if you can't be friends with the enemy of my enemy, you can use him temporarily.

not to mention......"

He abruptly changed his tone, his gaze sharpening.

He looked at Nuwa and said:

"During this period, I heard from my subordinates that:"

The Witch Clan's Heavenly Revelation had made a promise to Nuwa.

It is said that if Nuwa herself were to dismember her own body,

Can he lend a hand?

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the hall immediately froze.

Taiyi and Fuxi both looked at Nuwa, as if asking a question.

Nuwa's last trip to the Wu tribe was a secret trip.

Even Fuxi was unaware of this matter!

It's a pity that now the world is full of little GG stickers.

With so many members of the demon race, it would be difficult for Di Jun not to know about them!

Nuwa's expression changed slightly; she hadn't originally intended to publicize this matter.

After all, seeking help from the witch clan is not a respectable thing.

Moreover, the Lich Kingdom isn't exactly harmonious right now!

But since Dijun brought it up, she couldn't deny it and could only nod in agreement.

He said in a somewhat unsure voice:

"That's true."

However, I have my own plans and may not need his help!

A meaningful smile appeared on Di Jun's face.

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"Empress Nuwa has misunderstood. I am not questioning Empress Nuwa."

In my opinion, the Witch Clan's Apocalypse is full of cunning schemes.

We can't believe everything he says; he might be plotting something!

If he truly has the ability to dismember corpses...

Why not help his own people first?

Moreover, Nuwa is one of the four emperors of my demon race.

If this matter of achieving sainthood requires the help of the Witch Clan, then it can only be accomplished!

If this gets out, how will my demon race save face?

How will the beings of the primordial world view my Heavenly Court?

He stood up, walked to the center of the hall, and said in a heavy voice:

"The ascension of Nuwa to sainthood is the key to the great prosperity of our demon race!"

This matter must be accomplished by my demon race itself!

We must never let the witch clan get involved.

Furthermore, we must not allow Nuwa to become a saint, thus creating any causal connection between her and the Wu tribe!

Upon hearing this, Taiyi immediately echoed:

"What my elder brother says is absolutely right!"

That apocalypse was definitely up to no good, trying to use this to control my demon race!

"Empress Nuwa, be careful not to fall for their treacherous scheme!"

Fuxi also frowned.

Although he hoped his sister would become a saint soon.

However, they also felt that relying on the witch clan was too risky.

This will inevitably lead to endless troubles in the future.

He still vividly remembers being scammed last time!

Nuwa listened to their words, her heart filled with complex emotions.

Why wouldn't she want to become a saint on her own?

But the difficulty of severing this obsessive corpse is simply as difficult as ascending to heaven.

The promise of divine revelation is like a drowning person grasping at a straw.

She knew it might be unreliable, but she couldn't bring herself to give up so completely.

This put her in a difficult position, and she couldn't help but complain inwardly:

"What the hell is this Apocalypse doing?!"

Why don't we just take care of it secretly?

They're determined to make sure the whole prehistoric world knows!

How am I supposed to go out and face people like this?!