If I let you lie low and remain the Dragon King, would you have unified the primordial world?

Chapter 78 Rewards in Hand!

The twelve ancestral witches were of one mind and one heart. The reason they were able to be invincible in the prehistoric world all these years was because of the unity and solidarity among the brothers.

If one tribe can't defeat them, surely twelve tribes combined can?

The Wu Clan has a population of tens of billions, and this is just the beginning, but their power is already enough to sweep away many powerful clans.

Now, facing the siege of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Ao Bai was also uncertain about his chances.

"Father, we should make plans soon."

Ao Bai secretly transmitted his voice, revealing that he had originally intended to take the opportunity to destroy Gonggong, the Ancestral Witch, so that the Witch Clan's "Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation" would not be able to be born.

However, Gonggong, the ancestral witch, possessed a powerful physical body and could not be regarded as an ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Their several attacks only managed to injure the opponent.

However, Gonggong, the Ancestral Witch, showed no signs of weakening after being injured. On the contrary, he became even more ferocious and powerful than before.

This is the strength of the Witch Clan: they become stronger with each setback and are invincible.

"Don't worry, my son, the witch clan can't hold us back. When things get too difficult, we'll activate the great formation and retreat slowly."

Ao Feng had already made plans. The Henghe Water Mansion was not far from the East Sea, and if they wanted to retreat, no one could stop them.

Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches were powerful, they were only at the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

With the power of the great formation, Ao Bai and his group were fully capable of withstanding the enemy's attack.

Just as a great battle between the two sides was about to break out, the Yinglong Ancestor from the East Sea led his elite dragon army and appeared in the Henghe River.

"Stop right now!"

The voice of the Ancestor Yinglong shook the entire audience. His powerful aura as a late-stage Grand Luo Golden Immortal forced the Twelve Ancestral Witches to stop.

The late-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal is currently one of the most supreme beings in the primordial world, and not everyone dares to challenge him.

When the Three Pure Ones saw the appearance of Ancestor Yinglong, they secretly became more interested.

The reason they initially approached Ao Feng and his son was to pave the way for their future visit to Ancestor Yinglong.

After all, the other party's cultivation level far exceeded that of the Three Pure Ones. If they rashly went to pay their respects, they would probably be regarded as juniors. Therefore, the Three Pure Ones did not go directly to Ancestor Yinglong, but first visited Ao Feng and his son.

"The Ancestor has arrived!"

Ao Bai was overjoyed. The current Ancestor Yinglong still held considerable weight; even the Twelve Ancestral Witches dared not ignore him.

In Ao Bai's view, the Wu Clan most likely hasn't comprehended the "Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation," which makes them even less able to contend with Ancestor Yinglong.

"The demon race has not yet been born. If the witch race comprehends the 'Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation,' I'm afraid they could wipe out the demon race in their first battle against the demon race."

Ao Bai's mind raced as he rapidly analyzed the situation on the battlefield.

Ancestor Yinglong arrived with the elite of the Dragon Clan, and there were more than twenty Great Luo Golden Immortals by his side, which directly overwhelmed the Witch Clan in terms of high-end combat power.

The cultivators watching the battle witnessed the power and resources of the Dragon Clan for the first time.

Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse; even though the Dragon Clan has withdrawn from the prehistoric stage, the strength they possess is still beyond the current capabilities of the Witch Clan.

As for the future, that's another matter.

"Gentlemen, our dragon race guards the four seas and waters, never daring to invade other lands. Yet you have come to attack our doorstep. What is the reason for this?"

Ancestor Yinglong had not shown himself before, and he was actually unwilling to provoke the Wu Clan. But now that the Wu Clan had destroyed the Henghe Water Mansion lineage, they would inevitably attack the East Sea next.

At that time, I'm afraid that Ancestor Yinglong will also be labeled as "weak and incompetent," and will be looked down upon by all the races of the prehistoric world for no reason.

Therefore, although Ancestor Yinglong was unwilling to take action in the battle at Henghe, he could not stand idly by.

"Yinglong, your dragon clan has slaughtered countless sons of my witch clan. This matter must be explained!"

Emperor Jiang, the ancestral witch, said in a deep voice that as the patriarch of the witch clan, he needed to consider the overall situation.

Although the dragon race is powerful, if the witch race retreats without a fight, the tribe's men may harbor resentment.

The Witch Clan has always presented itself to the world as tough and invincible. To them, retreating without a fight is tantamount to fleeing and a disgrace.

"Hmph! If your Wu clan hadn't expanded into the East Sea, would there be today's war? Mount Buzhou is hundreds of millions of miles away from the East Sea. Don't forget, we didn't kill the Wu clan on Mount Buzhou."

"I am neither humble nor arrogant," said the old ancestor Yinglong.

The Wu tribe has been expanding rapidly in recent years, showing a strong trend of unifying the prehistoric land.

When they encounter weaker groups, they usually uproot them completely.

When faced with powerful beings like the dragons, they seemed somewhat helpless.

After all, the Witch Clan has not yet matured; they are still a newly born race, unlike the Dragon Clan, which has been established for millions of years.

"Old man Yinglong, don't be arrogant in front of us! Your dragon clan can't withstand our might!"

Zhu Rong, the ancestral witch, roared. He had a fiery temper and was clearly intent on killing.

Upon hearing this, Yinglong looked at the Ancestral Witch Zhurong and said coldly:

"I could kill you with a flick of my wrist!"

As someone of the same generation as Hongjun Daozu, how could Ancestor Yinglong possibly take a junior seriously?

Since the ancestral witch Zhurong dared to provoke him like this, the ancestor Yinglong had already felt a hint of killing intent.

However, Ancestor Yinglong was well aware that since the Dragon Clan had withdrawn from the prehistoric stage, they could no longer participate in the struggle for supremacy.

The Wu tribe is now flourishing, and Yinglong no longer dares to defy "Heaven's will" and kill them at will.

Ao Bai saw all of this. He knew that the Ancestral Witches would not be easily killed. Even though the strength of Ancestor Yinglong far exceeded that of Ancestral Witch Zhurong, it was unlikely that he could kill him.

At the very least, the will of Heaven would not agree to allow the dragon race to disrupt the balance of the Lich War.

The ancestral witches cursed and swore, but none of them dared to actually make a move, thanks to the intervention of the ancestral witch Dijiang.

The disparity in strength between the two sides was too great, forcing Dijiang Zuwu to consider the consequences of taking action.

"It seems that they really haven't deduced the 'Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation' yet."

Ao Bai secretly rejoiced. The Wu Clan had only been out of the mountains for tens of thousands of years. If they had developed the "Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation" so quickly, then the demon race would truly have no way to survive.

However, Ancestor Yinglong had no intention of taking action. He only wanted to keep the peace and did not want to get involved in the battle with the Witch Clan.

"Dijiang, this matter arose because of your Wu clan. My Dragon clan has withdrawn from the prehistoric world and will no longer concern itself with its affairs. As long as you do not provoke us, my Dragon clan will not seek trouble with you again. Let's call this matter closed, shall we?"

Ancestor Yinglong took the initiative to speak, giving the Wu Clan a way out.

This time, it was the Witch Clan who made the first move. They pressed forward relentlessly, which ultimately forced the Dragon Clan to take action.

Everyone can see this clearly.

Your Wu tribe has already invaded someone's doorstep. If you don't take action, won't you be left to be bullied?

"Hmph, over a hundred million of my Wu clan's men have died or been injured. Are we just going to let this go?"

Gonggong, the ancestral shaman, stepped forward and said that his tribe had suffered heavy losses, which he could not accept.

But circumstances dictate that they would not gain any advantage in a major battle.

The remaining strength of the Dragon Clan is indeed too great; the current Witch Clan simply cannot contend with it.

"Haha, your Wu Clan deserves to die! Over the years, how many fellow cultivators of the Primordial World have you slaughtered? Now that some of you have been killed, it's only fair!"

A mocking voice rang out, and two fiery figures streaked across the sky, appearing on the battlefield.

Ao Bai looked up and saw that the newcomers were two three-legged golden crows, riding on fire and traversing the nine heavens.

Upon approaching, they transformed into two young men in brocade robes.

One of them was tall and wore a wide belt, exuding an air of supreme authority. Two celestial books above his head emitted a dazzling glow, spinning and dancing around him.

The other one had sharp, arched eyebrows and an imposing presence. A divine bell above his head spun endlessly, with wisps of chaotic energy descending to protect him, making him invincible from the start.

Ao Bai's eyes lit up. These two were none other than the future Demon Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

Their arrival clearly indicates that they are on the opposite side of the witch clan.

"Flat-feathered birds, are you looking for death?"

Zhu Rong, the Ancestral Witch, spoke again, angrily cursing Di Jun and Tai Yi.

They were already overwhelmed by their struggle against the Dragon Clan, and now with the addition of two more Great Luo Golden Immortals, the Ancestral Witches were even more furious.

Taiyi raised his eyebrows and activated the Chaos Bell.

"Zhurong, if you're courting death, I'll grant your wish right now!"

Taiyi possessed an invincible aura. When the innate treasure was activated, powerful pressure descended, firmly enveloping the Ancestral Witch Zhurong, making him feel extremely oppressed and forcing him to do his best to resist this pressure.

"Bah! Relying on the power of a magical treasure, let's have a real fight, and I'll tear you apart!"

Zhu Rong, the ancestral witch, roared in anger, but Di Jiang, the ancestral witch, stopped their fight.

The Witch Clan is already unsure of their chances against the Dragon Clan, and with the addition of these two from the Sun Star, the Witch Clan has even less of a chance of winning.

Taiyi's innate treasure, the Chaos Bell, is not something that anyone can contend with.

Emperor Jiang, the Ancestral Witch, weighed the pros and cons. He looked around and realized that the Witch Clan was now surrounded by enemies. Their entry into the East Sea coast was a huge mistake.

Previously, the enemies the Wu Clan faced were easily destroyed, but now that a powerful race like the Dragon Clan has appeared, the Wu Clan immediately feels like they are in a dilemma.

Once their battle with the dragons reaches a stalemate, many races will likely side with the dragons to fight against the witches.

After all, the Witch Clan has indeed wiped out many small tribes over the years, which has made them many enemies.

"It's not too late today, let's retreat!"

Dijiang Zuwu ultimately chose to withdraw.

The Witch Clan is developing rapidly, while the Dragon Clan's fortune is declining. In the eyes of the Ancestral Witch Dijiang, now is not the best time to start a war. If they develop for a while longer, it will be no problem to destroy the Dragon Clan.

Ancestor Yinglong watched the Wu tribe army retreat, but he had no intention of pursuing them.

On the contrary, Di Jun mocked:

"It seems the Witch Clan is nothing more than a bully who preys on the weak. If all the races of the primordial world were to unite, the Witch Clan would be utterly vulnerable."

Di Jun seized the opportunity to speak, not only to satirize the Wu Clan, but also to lay the groundwork for his future actions.

If the Wu Clan wants to expand outwards, it will inevitably shake the interests of other races and beings. At that time, everyone will inevitably be dissatisfied with the Wu Clan.

If Di Jun were to raise his arms and call upon all races at this moment, he would surely be able to gather a great many living beings in a short period of time.

Seeing the Wu Clan army retreat, Ao Feng said to Di Jun and Tai Yi:

"Thank you both for your help!"

Although Di Jun and Tai Yi did not take action this time, the fact that the other party was willing to confront the Wu Clan was already a form of assistance to them.

Di Jun laughed:

"Fellow Daoist Ao Feng, you are too kind. The Witch Clan is arrogant and domineering, conquering all directions. We cultivators are all very dissatisfied with them, and it is only right that we unite to deal with the Witch Clan!"

Di Jun's intentions seemed to be to deal with the Wu Clan, but in reality, he wanted to dominate the prehistoric world himself. Ao Bai was well aware of this, so he remained silent and pretended not to know anything.

Ao Feng nodded and replied:

"Fellow Daoist is right. My Dragon Clan did nothing at Henghe Water Palace, yet they came to attack us. It is truly outrageous!"

After exchanging pleasantries, Ao Feng invited Di Jun and Tai Yi to a banquet in the Water Palace. Ancestor Yinglong also led many powerful dragons into the Water Palace to discuss their next steps.

Ao Bai was extremely excited. They had successfully repelled the Witch Clan, and the reward he would receive next would definitely be very good.

"Come, fellow Daoists, let us share a drink!"

Ao Feng was very hospitable. As the master of the Henghe Water Palace, he took the initiative to entertain many powerful figures.

Ancestor Yinglong was also present. He appeared very easygoing, showing none of the tough attitude he had displayed when facing the Wu Clan.

After a few rounds of drinks, the atmosphere became lively, and everyone chatted and interacted comfortably.

Outside the Yokogawa Water Palace, many clans were contemplating their future.

Now that the Wu Clan has suffered a setback at Henghe Water Palace, they certainly won't give up.

There may be more wars in the future. As it stands, now that the Dragon Clan has blocked the Witch Clan, the latter may expand in other directions. In that case, other races on the coast of the East Sea will become the Witch Clan's next target.

This forces everyone to consider what their next step should be.

Fighting the Wu tribe would likely result in their deaths, while not fighting would mean losing their territory—a truly difficult choice.

Ao Bai had some understanding of the situation in the prehistoric world, so he wasn't worried at the moment. When the demon race was born, it would inevitably fight against the witch race, which would be the opportunity for the dragon race!

The banquet was very lively. At the end, Di Jun warmly invited Ao Feng and other dragon clan powerhouses to visit Sun Star when they had time.

After seeing off the two Great Luo Golden Immortals, Ancestor Yinglong and the others did not leave. They were still in the Henghe Water Mansion, planning to discuss the next steps with Ao Feng.

Just then, Ao Bai's reward finally arrived in his account.

He couldn't help but feel happy and looked expectantly at the reward details.

[In the 52,973rd year of your rebirth in the primordial world, you and many other powerful dragons slew the Nine-Headed Xiangliu in the Henghe River, blocking the attack of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and successfully survived. You have received the following rewards:]

[Basic Reward: 15,000 years of basic cultivation.]

[Special Reward: Taiyi Golden Immortal-level magic technique, "The Immortal Scripture of Myriad Transformations Array".]

[Special Reward: One Sea-Stabilizing Pearl.]

Special Rewards: ...

(End of this chapter)