Primordial Era: I really don't want to be the Heavenly Emperor!

Chapter 221 When morale is low, it's naturally difficult to lead a team.

Time passed, and the three races had completely occupied the south, and the fortune of the south had all returned to the Purple Palace.

Donghua, who was in the east, felt the boundless fortune coming from the horizon. He then summoned the Dragon Head Golden Staff and the Kongtong Seal to absorb the immeasurable fortune.

A colossal golden dragon of fortune coiled above the sky, its gold tinged with a hint of purple, exuding unparalleled nobility. Its oppressive aura shook the East and eventually spread throughout the entire primordial world.

Donghua absorbed the Dragon Head Golden Staff and the Kongtong Seal into his body, carefully savoring the power and sensing the changes within it.

He knew that his strength had improved again and that his cultivation of the Emperor Path had made a new breakthrough, but he did not know what realm he was in now or how strong he really was.

It might be a primordial state, or it might not be, or it might be even stronger!

All he knew was that as the fortune of his Purple Mansion increased, his strength never stopped increasing.

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Buzhou Mountain!

Inside the Pangu Hall, all eleven Ancestral Witches were seated. Even Houtu, who was in seclusion, was summoned here, which speaks volumes.

"Brothers, I have gathered you all here today to discuss how to deal with the Purple Mansion. Please feel free to share any good strategies you may have."

On the high platform, Dijiang looked at the other ancestral witches in the main hall. His face was full of energy, but a trace of fatigue could be seen in his eyes.

As Dijiang finished speaking, the hall fell silent. Even the usually warlike Zhurong did not utter any earth-shattering words this time, as if he had resigned himself to his fate.

The silence of the crowd made Dijiang's heart sink to the bottom of the sea, feeling extremely cold.

At this moment, he seemed to understand Donghua's sinister intentions; the other party was gradually undermining the Wu Clan's will to fight to the death.

The Wu tribe's morale has plummeted since the Battle of Zifu and now, with the end of the Southern War, to a low point.

He wasn't afraid that the Witch Clan couldn't defeat the Purple Mansion; what terrified him was that the Witch Clan had lost their drive and their will to fight to the death.

In the battle in the East, the Queen Mother of the West defeated Zhu Jiuyin; in the battle in the South, Donghua conquered Zhurong and his tribe with his own personality.

Dijiang knew that his brothers would not betray him, but not betraying him did not mean they would fight to the death for Wuting.

It is important to understand that the Witch Clan is the Witch Clan, and the Witch Court is the Witch Court. Although they are very similar, they are worlds apart, just like the Demon Clan and the Heavenly Court. The Heavenly Court belongs to Emperor Jun and Taiyi, but the Demon Clan is not the Demon Clan of these two.

And the same goes for the Witch Court!

That's why he felt sad and heartbroken!

Seeing that no one spoke, Dijiang continued, "My idea is to consolidate our forces and relocate all our people and tribes to Buzhou Mountain. We only need to manage Buzhou well."

"With the advantage of the Great Heavenly Array and the terrain of Mount Buzhou, even if Donghua hadn't attained the Primordial Chaos Realm, what could he do to me!"

"What do you brothers think?"

After Dijiang finished speaking, he looked at his other brothers in the hall, wanting to hear what they had to say.

After a long while, Gonggong stood up and said, "Elder brother, we are now lagging behind Zifu in overall strength, especially in high-end combat power, so withdrawing our troops to Buzhou is not advisable. I support you, elder brother."

"I support it too!"

"support……"

With the eleven Ancestral Witches expressing their support, Dijiang finally smiled. No matter what, as long as the brothers were of one mind, there was nothing to fear about any difficulty.

"Brothers, during this time I have been studying the Great Array of the Capital, and combined it with Buzhou Mountain. We can use the remaining power of the Father God of Buzhou to double the power of the Great Array of the Capital, so there is no need to fear Donghua."

"If he dares to raise an army to attack Buzhou, he will be shown the might of the Father God and will never return."

At this point, Di Jiang's eyes turned slightly sinister, and he said sharply, "As long as we survive this calamity, in the future, even without the great formation, what will we have to fear from Donghua!"

"Brothers, this is the new arrangement of the Capital Heaven Formation. Please study it carefully after you go down."

"I will obey my elder brother's orders!"

As everyone left the Pangu Hall, Dijiang, standing on the high platform of the hall, looked extremely lonely. He didn't know if what he had done was right or wrong, but he had no other choice. The Witch Court could not be destroyed, and the Witch Clan could not be defeated!

"Second brother, won't you try to persuade eldest brother? Mount Buzhou is a matter of great importance to the primordial world. If anything happens to it, our Wu clan will be condemned to death. How can we bind Mount Buzhou to the capital?"

"Our Wu tribe can lose, can be defeated, can even withdraw from the center of heaven and earth, but we must never do anything to destroy heaven and earth. This is the lifeblood of our Father God; how can we destroy it? If we do, how are we any different from beasts?"

Outside the main hall, Houtu pulled Zhujiuyin aside and spoke repeatedly, her tone turbulent, as if she were filled with anger.

Zhu Jiuyin gave a bitter smile and then said, "Little sister, you haven't been to Buzhou Mountain for a long time. Perhaps you don't know how angry my elder brother is now. No one can persuade him now. He has completely fallen into the great calamity and has been blinded by the calamity's energy. He only wants to achieve the throne and attain the Dao of Hunyuan."

Houtu was stunned when she heard this; she never expected things to turn out this way.

"Then we can't just watch our elder brother make one mistake after another. Every time he uses the Heavenly Sword, it damages the heavens and earth. If he combines it with Mount Buzhou, how will we be any different from the three primordial races of the past?"

"Once the earth's veins are damaged, Mount Buzhou will surely collapse. At that time, overwhelming karma will descend upon the Wu tribe. If that happens, the Wu tribe will never have a chance to rise again."

Zhu Jiuyin sighed and said helplessly, "Then you go and try. Anyway, I've already tried to persuade my elder brother, but it's no use!"

Houtu went straight into the main hall to persuade Dijiang to give up using Buzhou Mountain.

After a while, Houtu came out, looking dejected, clearly having failed.

"Let's go, let's set up the formation and leave. It's too late to stop it now. This is the calamity of our Witch Clan. How can such a great calamity be so easily overcome!"

Zhu Jiuyin smiled nonchalantly, as if he had already seen through everything.

Houtu said nothing, but looked up at the sky, seemingly lost in thought.

Meanwhile, Zhu Rong and the other ancestral witches had arrived at various mountain ranges of Buzhou Mountain and began to mobilize the turbid energy of the earth's veins and set up array flags.

As the array flags were continuously inserted into the mountain range, the immense power of the calamity between heaven and earth began to gather continuously, mixing with the turbid earth energy. A massive power began to be gestated in Buzhou Mountain, waiting only for its birth.

After setting up the formation, everyone was about to return when Gonggong approached Zhurong and asked in a deep voice, "Why didn't you speak up today? Aren't you always the most enthusiastic?"

Zhu Rong ignored Gong Gong, seemingly in a bad mood and not wanting to talk, and started to leave on her own.

But Gonggong didn't give up and continued to chase after them, asking, "Third brother, what's wrong with you? Were you really frightened by the Purple Mansion after the battle at Tianhuo Mountain?"

Zhu Rong stopped and looked at Gong Gong, saying in a deep voice, "Fear? From the moment I, Zhu Rong, was born, I have never known what fear is!"

"If you're not afraid, then why have you been so quiet and withdrawn since you came back? Why have you stayed in the tribe instead of cultivating and just teaching the tribe's young men how to cultivate?"

Zhu Rong stood atop the mountain with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, remaining silent for a long time.

"Fourth brother, do you think that when we twelve demon gods first gathered, the first to rebel against the demon race and the Heavenly Court, it was because Emperor Jun and his Heavenly Court were unworthy to rule the prehistoric world, or was it because of our ambitions?"

Gonggong was startled; he hadn't expected Zhurong to ask such a question. After a moment's thought, he replied, based on his own situation:

"Both are true. Di Jun and his Heavenly Court are indeed unworthy to rule the world created by our Father God. It's also for our own ambitions. The position of Heavenly Emperor is held by the demon race, so why shouldn't we, as the offspring of our Father God, sit on it?"

Zhu Rong sighed and said, "Yes, back then we were fearless and only revered the Father God. We looked down on the powerful demon race's Heavenly Court. Later, we succeeded and drove the demon race out of the prehistoric land, establishing our own witch race and witch court."

"But upon closer reflection, what have we brought to this land during our reign over the primordial world? What have we brought to all living beings? Have we been worthy rulers?"

Zhu Rong's three questions lingered in Gonggong's mind, refusing to dissipate for a long time. He had never considered these questions, yet the answers were clearly visible.

"Third brother, what exactly do you want to say? There's no need for us to beat around the bush. Just say what's on your mind."

Zhu Rong thought for a moment and said, "I can't think of a reason to rebel against Donghua and Zifu. If I had to give one, it would be for my own ambition, for the throne, and for the sake of destiny."

Gonggong asked in confusion, "But isn't this exactly what we've been pursuing?"

Zhu Rong shook his head and said, "You're right and wrong. What we are pursuing is indeed these things, which are essentially power. But these powers are closely related to the primordial world and all living beings. We have brought nothing to this world, so why should we be able to obtain these powers?"

"The Imperial Path is different from other Great Paths. Can our Wu Clan truly govern the primordial world well? Can we truly treat the Wu Clan and all other races of the primordial world equally?"

"Even the demons Di Jun and Tai Yi have a few close friends, but who among us ancestral witches, besides my little sister who has immortal friends, do we have any? You must know that the immortal path is prevalent in this world now, how are we supposed to rule it?"

"If we rely solely on force to suppress the world, we can only achieve this temporarily, not permanently. Remember, Nuwa has already attained sainthood; how far behind will Donghua, the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, and Zhunti be?"

"The future primordial world will belong to sages; how could we possibly suppress it with force!"

Upon hearing these words, Gonggong was speechless with shock. He simply couldn't believe that Zhurong had said them; it was utterly unbelievable.

"So what exactly does Third Brother mean?"

Zhu Rong laughed heartily and said, "I didn't mean anything by it. I, Zhu Rong, am the ancestral witch of the Witch Court. I am willing to fight to the death for the Witch Court and will never back down!"

"I just think Donghua would be a better Heavenly Emperor; he's more suitable than any of us!"

Upon hearing this, Gonggong asked no further questions. The two stood on the mountaintop, each lost in their own thoughts.

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