Primordial Era: Oh no, the Witch Clan has produced a genius!

As the saint's aura enveloped everyone, they instantly turned around, knelt on the ground, and hailed him as the Dao Ancestor.

However, Xuan Tian and Hou Tu sat calmly on their prayer mats, showing no intention of bowing.

Their ancestral witches did not respect Heaven and Earth, but only revered Pangu. Hongjun, a mere nobody, was not worthy of their respect.

A hint of dissatisfaction flashed in Hongjun's eyes, but he did not show it. This Ancestral Witch was a descendant of Pangu and occupied Buzhou Mountain. Where was Pangu's will protecting him? If he bullied the weak, Pangu's will would definitely descend upon Zixiao Palace.

Don't expect the Heavenly Dao to be able to block Pangu's will. Even if it is only a wisp of the will that remains, it is still something that the current Heavenly Dao cannot contend with.

Another point is that the Ancestral Witches are the ones who will face the tribulation in the next great calamity. Although their fates have deviated, Hongjun still wants to pull them back to their original trajectory, which is why he turns a blind eye to the actions of Xuantian and Houtu.

"Sit down!" Hongjun gave Xuantian a deep look, then said to Yuanshi.

"Thank you, Dao Ancestor!" Yuanshi bowed to Hongjun, then gave Xuantian a provocative look before sitting back down on the futon.

Xuan Tian just smiled and didn't say anything. He had already started the fire, and whether it burned brightly or not was none of his business, since he hadn't suffered any losses.

"Dao Ancestor, this is not fair!"

Sure enough, as soon as Yuanshi sat down, someone objected. Xuantian looked in the direction of the voice and found that it was Dijun who had spoken.

Hongjun turned his gaze to Dijun, but he did not speak. He simply stared at Dijun, and the atmosphere in Zixiao Palace instantly became oppressive.

After sensing the atmosphere of Zixiao Palace, Di Jun swallowed hard, then mustered his courage and spoke again.

"Dao Ancestor, there are only six futons here. Why are the Three Pure Ones allowed to occupy half of them? If the Three Pure Ones were powerful enough to crush us, that would be a different story. But they can't even protect their own futons. Are you showing favoritism towards the Three Pure Ones? We are not convinced!"

Upon hearing Di Jun's words, Taiyi took a deep breath, then bowed respectfully and said he was not convinced.

After Taiyi spoke, Styx, Kunpeng, and other cultivators followed suit, mainly because Hongjun's bias was too obvious.

Seeing the crowd's agitated state, Hongjun frowned slightly, but he couldn't suppress it directly. Although he had his own calculations, if he suppressed these matters, there would definitely be more troublesome things to come.

"Dao Ancestor, opportunities and treasures have always belonged to the virtuous. We beg you to uphold justice!" Seeing that Hongjun had no reaction, the crowd, led by Dijun, kowtowed and shouted in unison.

"Hmph! We, the Three Pure Ones, are the true descendants of Pangu, bearing the merits of creating the world. How can we not sit on this futon? On the contrary, you, a bunch of creatures with fur and horns, born from moisture and eggs, dare to presume to sit at the same table as us? It's utterly laughable!" Yuanshi snorted coldly after hearing Dijun and the others' words.

Upon hearing Yuanshi's words, Laozi and Tongtian's eyes twitched; this was definitely provoking hatred! Even Hongjun's eyes twitched a few times.

On the other hand, Xuan Tian's eyes lit up after hearing Yuan Shi's words.

"Since you say so, then I will send a message to my other brothers and sisters. We are more qualified than you to sit on this futon. As for how to divide this futon, that is a matter for our Ancestral Witches."

Upon hearing Xuan Tian's words, Fu Xi and Nuwa's expressions instantly turned serious. They didn't fight or snatch anything, so why were they being targeted?

"How dare you! The Dao Ancestor is right in front of you, how can you speak such nonsense?" Yuanshi roared at Xuantian, his voice carrying a hint of unease and unease.

"Dao Ancestor, I'm sorry! I was presumptuous!" Xuan Tian said to Hong Jun with a smile, but without any courtesy.

"Since that's the case, then I'll continue from the point of being the true descendant of Pangu. Father God's left eye transformed into the Sun Star, and his right eye transformed into the Moon Star. You say you are the true descendant of Pangu, but I would also say that Fellow Daoist Di Jun and his brother, and Fellow Daoist Chang Xi and her sister are also the true descendants of Pangu."

"You'd better think it over before you express your opinion!" Seeing that Yuanshi was about to refute, Xuantian said leisurely, which made Yuanshi swallow back the words he was about to say.

"Enough!" Hongjun suddenly said in a deep voice.

"The Three Pure Ones bear the merit of creating the world and will have great opportunities in the future, so they can sit on this futon. Nuwa will also have great opportunities in the future, so she can sit on this futon as well. Do you have any other objections?" Hongjun settled the matter directly with one sentence.

"Tsk tsk tsk, as expected of the Dao Ancestor, he managed to get away with this in just a few words. I have no objection, Dao Ancestor, you have the final say." Xuan Tian's nonchalant voice appeared in everyone's eyes.

Upon hearing Xuan Tian's voice, Hong Jun's breath hitched, and his hand, hidden in his Daoist robe, instantly clenched into a fist. A trace of saintly pressure unconsciously emanated from his body.

Upon seeing this, Houtu's expression instantly turned serious. She looked at Hongjun with a wary expression, ready to fight him to the death if he dared to make a move.

"Sister Houtu, don't worry, the Dao Ancestor won't make a move, right? Dao Ancestor?" Xuantian looked at Hongjun with a half-smile.

When Hongjun saw the smile on Xuantian's face, his anger instantly dissipated. Then he narrowed his eyes and carefully examined Xuantian.

"He must know something!" This thought suddenly popped into Hongjun's mind.

The thought arose very abruptly, but Hongjun immediately seized it. At his level, he wouldn't have any inexplicable thoughts arising out of thin air.

"An anomaly! The changes in the Ancestral Witches are closely related to this Ancestral Witch named Xuantian," Hongjun thought to himself.

"Dao Ancestor, you once said that all those with the right destiny could go to Zixiao Palace to hear the Dao. We went through countless hardships to cross the chaos and arrive at Zixiao Palace, but we never expected this outcome. Since that's the case, let's return to the Primordial World. Although there is no Great Dao on the Sun Star, it is fair and carefree!"

Just as Hongjun was pondering the origins of Xuantian, Dijun, holding Taiyi's hand, suddenly cupped his hands to Hongjun and said something. After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave Zixiao Palace without looking back.

The reason Di Jun said this was because Xuan Tian had just transmitted a message to him, telling him that Hong Jun would definitely not let him leave, so he could put a little pressure on Hong Jun, even if it was just to fight for a fair chance.

If Hongjun disregards everything and lets Dijun and the others leave, he will personally bestow a great fortune upon Dijun upon his return to the prehistoric world, swearing an oath in the name of the Father God.

Di Jun originally did not believe in Xuan Tian, ​​but when he heard him swear in the name of the Great God Pangu, he chose to believe in Xuan Tian without hesitation.

He also knew something about the situation of the Primordial Ancestral Witches. The Ancestral Witches did not respect Heaven and Earth, but only revered the Great God Pangu. If they swore an oath with the Great God Pangu, it would be more effective than making a vow of the Great Dao.

Di Jun's words pulled Hong Jun back to reality from his thoughts. Seeing that Di Jun was about to leave, Hong Jun's brows immediately furrowed.

Anyone can leave this Zixiao Palace, but Di Jun absolutely cannot leave, because he is the one destined to face the next great tribulation.

"What do you want?" Hongjun asked calmly as he watched Dijun about to leave Zixiao Palace.

Upon hearing Hongjun's words, Dijun was overjoyed. Sure enough, Xuantian was right; Dao Ancestor Hongjun would not let him leave.

"Dao Ancestor, this disciple only wants a fair chance, nothing more," Di Jun said respectfully after bowing.

Seeing that Hongjun did not make things difficult for Dijun, Kunpeng, Styx and the others quickly bowed and said that they also wanted a fair chance.

Upon seeing this scene, Hongjun unconsciously turned his gaze toward Xuantian. Xuantian, sensing Hongjun's gaze, smiled and nodded at him, appearing completely unconcerned.

"Yuanshi!" After a few breaths of contemplation, Hongjun softly called out.

When Yuanshi heard Hongjun call his name, his body trembled slightly involuntarily. He knew that if he wanted to protect the futon, he would have to do something.

"This disciple will obey the Dao Ancestor's instructions!" Yuanshi took a deep breath, cupped his hands, and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Hongjun waved his hand, and a transparent, water-like object appeared on the main hall. Inside the water sphere, a fighting arena could be vaguely seen.