Many children, many blessings; the twelve ancestral witches forced marriages throughout the primordi

Outside the Taiyin star.

This place is perpetually shrouded in the cool moonlight, and the air is bitterly cold. The enormous, ethereal shadow of an osmanthus tree sways across the surface of the stars, releasing its captivating fragrance.

Taiyi, leading 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals, had already formed a battle formation.

A golden chariot lay suspended in the void. Taiyi straightened his appearance, feeling incredibly handsome. He cleared his throat, channeled his magic power, and his voice, like a resounding bell, echoed throughout the entire Taiyin Star.

"The Demon Emperor Taiyi of the Eastern Clan, acting on the orders of the Heavenly Emperor, has come with humble gifts to pay respects to the two celestial maidens, Xihe and Changxi! We humbly request that you appear before us!"

The sound echoed across the moon, making the laurel leaves rustle.

However, after a long while, there was still no movement inside.

Taiichi frowned. This was a bit disrespectful.

"Didn't they hear me?" Taiichi muttered, preparing to shout again.

Just then, the space behind him suddenly began to fluctuate violently. A familiar yet nauseating aura surged in like a tide, instantly shattering the peaceful golden light created by the demon army.

"What's going on?!" Taiichi turned around abruptly.

At the edge of their vision, a black "cloud" was hurtling towards them with an unruly and unreasonable force. But it wasn't a cloud at all; it was clearly countless burly men from the Wu tribe!

At the very front, twelve towering figures stood in a row, completely blocking Taiyi's retreat.

"The Witch Clan?!" Taiyi's pupils constricted sharply, and the Chaos Bell in his hand clanged automatically, protecting its owner. "What are you doing here?!"

Dijiang, hands behind his back, leisurely flew to Taiyi, a mocking smile on his face: "Oh, isn't this Taiyi? What, does this Taiyin Star belong to you? You can come, but we can't?"

Taiyi looked at this group of menacing figures, his heart pounding with apprehension.

In the past, he would have definitely started cursing. But things were different now; the image of the Eastern King Duke being beaten to a pulp was still vivid in his mind. Moreover, at this moment, the twelve Ancestral Witches were looking at him with very strange eyes.

He used to be fierce and irritable. And now?

Dijiang looked at him as if he were a fool.

Zhu Rong looked at him as if he were a roast chicken.

Even Houtu, who is usually the most honest, looked at him with a kind of... pity?

That look made Taiyi feel uncomfortable all over; it was even more unsettling than if he were attacked directly.

"What exactly do you want?" Taiyi forced himself to remain calm, the Chaos Bell hovering above his head, casting down myriad streams of primordial energy. "Today is the day my elder brother proposes marriage to the Goddess of the Moon. If you come to cause trouble, it will be tantamount to declaring war on my demon race!"

"Proposing marriage?"

Lin Xuan stepped out from behind Di Jiang, waving his folding fan and smiling broadly: "What a coincidence, Fellow Daoist Taiyi. We've also come to propose marriage."

"You?" Taiyi was furious when he saw Lin Xuan. "You, a worthless member of the witch clan, dare to propose marriage to the Goddess of the Moon? You should take a good look at yourself! The Queen Mother of the West is blind, but do you think Xihe and Changxi are blind too?"

"Snapped!"

As soon as Taiyi finished speaking, he received a solid slap across the face.

This slap was delivered by none other than Dijiang.

But he didn't hit him with his hands; instead, he used the power of his newly cultivated primordial spirit to directly condense a spatial palm on Taiyi's face.

Taiyi was stunned. He hadn't seen Dijiang make a move, nor had he sensed any fluctuations in the killing aura. How had he been attacked?

"Watch your mouth." Di Jiang withdrew his hand and said calmly, "If you dare to disrespect my brother again, I'll pluck all your feathers."

Taiyi covered his face, his heart filled with turmoil.

This fluctuation... is it the primordial spirit?!

Have the Wu tribe truly cultivated a primordial spirit?! And used it with such skill?

"You..." Taiyi pointed at Dijiang, his finger trembling, "You barbarians, how could you possibly..."

"Why not?" Zhu Rong chuckled, a delicate flaming lotus flower dancing on his fingertips. "Taiyi, times have changed. Don't judge people by old standards. Now we're not only stronger, but we're also smarter than you."

Lin Xuan patted Zhu Rong on the shoulder, signaling him not to frighten the person.

He walked up to Taiyi, smiling, and said, "Fellow Daoist Taiyi, let's compete fairly. You nominate your suitor, and I'll nominate mine. As for which goddess to choose, that depends on each person's abilities. However..."

Lin Xuan glanced at the 100,000 heavenly soldiers behind Taiyi, then pointed to the hundreds of millions of Wu Clan troops behind him.

"If you want to fight, we're happy to oblige. But I'm afraid your 100,000 little demons won't even be enough to fill the gaps between my brothers' teeth."

Taiyi's face turned ashen.

Fight? How?

The enemy has all twelve Ancestral Witches, along with hundreds of millions of followers. On my side, there's only one, and he's dragging along a bunch of burdens. If a real fight breaks out, even if I manage to escape, my 100,000 men will definitely perish here.

"Fine! What a fine call fair competition!" Taiyi gritted his teeth. "I refuse to believe that the Goddess of the Moon would take a liking to a bunch of uncouth people like you! We'll see!"

Just as tensions were running high between the two sides, there was finally some movement within the Taiyin Star.

Two beams of cool moonlight descended from the sky, transforming into two exquisitely beautiful women.

The one on the left, dressed in a white moon palace gown, exudes a cool and noble air, as if untouched by worldly affairs; this is Xihe.

The woman on the right, wearing a pale yellow dress, with bright, lively eyes and a mischievous air, is Chang Xi.

The two men felt a chill run down their spines as they looked at the massive, dark army outside.

"Sister, what should we do?" Chang Xi whispered. "We're surrounded by wolves, with demons on one side and witches on the other."

Xihe took a deep breath, maintaining her composure: "Don't panic. This is Taiyin Star, protected by the Taiyin Grand Array. They can't break in anytime soon. Let's see what they're up to first."