Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start

Chapter 97: The Sermon Begins the Witch Clan's Operation!

Nuwa's main cultivation path was called the Great Dao of Creation. The key to becoming a saint lay in creating the human race, a fact known to countless powerful beings in the prehistoric world.

People generally believe that Nuwa attained enlightenment because she created the human race using the laws of creation.

But that's not actually the case. Nuwa's attainment of enlightenment was partly due to the laws of creation.

However, the larger proportion is due to the fact that Nuwa created the human race in order to mend the three realms of heaven, earth, and humanity.

The purpose is to cultivate humanity towards becoming the protagonist of heaven and earth, hence the path to enlightenment.

The reason why Nuwa and Zhao Gongming put on this play was still very simple.

In order to divert the attention of countless powerful beings in the prehistoric world from the human race!

Otherwise, if the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan were to find out that the human race was destined to become the protagonist of the world, it would be disastrous.

Regardless of whether Nuwa has attained sainthood, the Wu and Yao races will spare no effort to nip humanity in the bud. When that happens, it will be the end of humanity.

On the Chaos Arena, the Three Pure Ones frowned as they watched the powerful figures discussing the matter with increasing enthusiasm, creating a noisy atmosphere.

The teachings of a sage are so precious; how can we allow the masses to waste them like this?

The Three Pure Ones rose and bowed to Nuwa.

"Saint Nuwa, please begin your sermon."

On the head seat, Nuwa nodded slightly, her expression becoming solemn.

The aura of holiness emanating from his entire body increased immeasurably in an instant.

Zhao Gongming felt a heavy surge of Dao energy rushing towards him from all directions, threatening to completely engulf everything.

The speed at which one comprehends the great principles of heaven and earth increases significantly in an instant.

Zhao Gongming was confident that as long as he kept himself in this environment, he would be able to achieve the Great Luo Golden Immortal status in ten thousand years at most.

Transcending the primordial heavenly way, its golden essence is immortal, undying, and eternally eternal.

As Nuwa prepared to preach, the powerful beings of the primordial world stopped talking and their expressions gradually became solemn!

"My Great Way is to manipulate creation, or in simpler terms, the laws of creation, which are contained within it."

"My Great Dao is called the Great Dao of Creation. It was comprehended from the Heavenly Divine Power's manipulation of creation. Its mystery lies in twelve words: manipulating heaven and earth, profoundly capable of creation, bringing something from nothing, and turning death into life. By cultivating this art, one can evolve birds, beasts, plants, and living beings on a small scale, or create a world and evolve stars on a large scale."

As Nuwa began her sermon, strange phenomena began to occur frequently in Nuwa's palace.

Golden flowers fell from the sky, golden lotuses sprang from the earth, purple clouds came from the east, auspicious colors stretched in thousands of strands, and rays of light shone in ten thousand rays. The entire chaos suddenly became much brighter.

Nuwa preached the Dao, not by recounting the Dao of Creation alone, but by using the Dao of Creation as a starting point to expound the Dao of Heaven and Earth!

The boundless and profound Daoist essence, like waves, surged towards everyone in endless circles.

Countless cultivators wore expressions of rapture, not daring to be careless in the slightest, for this was a rare opportunity.

This is enough to allow them to take another big step forward on their journey!

However, this infinitely profound Dao essence has absolutely no connection with the ten Ancestral Witches led by Dijiang.

They lack spiritual essence, so listening to a sage preach is like a naughty student listening to a teacher read an English text aloud—they understand nothing at all.

Zhu Rong grinned mischievously. "Big brother, I heard you recently crafted another magical artifact called the Soul-Capturing Bell. I heard it's very powerful. I wonder if it's true?"

The ten ancestral witches deliberately stood very close to the demon race. Upon hearing Zhu Rong speak, the two demon emperors frowned, secretly annoyed. These witch race fellows were really looking for trouble.

Even though they have no primordial spirit and cannot understand the sage's teachings, they still like to join in the fun.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi exchanged a glance, then closed their six senses and began to devote themselves to comprehending the Dao.

Dijiang smiled at Zhurong, "Yes, I recently crafted a new magical artifact called the Soul-Capturing Bell. Let me show it to you."

Di Jiang flipped his hand, and a golden bell instantly appeared in his palm.

The ancestral witches exchanged smiles. "Big brother, let us see how powerful this witch treasure is."

Di Jiang nodded and slightly shook the Soul-Capturing Bell. Instantly, an incomparably mysterious sound wave transformed into nine layers of waves, one after another, surging into Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were closing their six senses to comprehend the profound mysteries of the sage's teachings when they suddenly heard a clear bell sound.

The bell kept ringing, creating a chaotic and disturbing atmosphere that disrupted their concentration, causing them to lose their composure.

Di Jun and Tai Yi opened their eyes and looked in the direction of the voice.

Upon seeing this, the Twelve Ancestral Witches raised the corners of their mouths at the two Demon Emperors and smiled smugly.

They continued to activate the Soul-Capturing Bell, and soon, apart from Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, everyone else...

The nine demon saints were also awakened, glaring angrily at the twelve ancestral witches.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi looked at the Ten Ancestral Witches, their faces instantly turning so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip from them.

"Dijiang, you all usually consider yourselves the true descendants of Pangu, but now you resort to such despicable methods. Do you have any respect for the spirit of the Great God Pangu in heaven?"

Di Jiang smiled, "We brothers usually use whatever method we encounter to deal with different people. Since you think this is a shameless method, then we brothers don't need to say more about who you are!"

Enraged by Di Jiang's words, Donghuang Taiyi was about to unleash the Chaos Bell when Di Jun pulled him back.

"Taiyi, don't be reckless."

Di Jun's voice was extremely solemn.

"If you act now, you will be destroying the opportunities of countless powerful beings in the primordial world. These powerful beings have no taboos and are extremely strong. If they attack together, can our Heavenly Court withstand it?"

Di Jun's words immediately brought the enraged Donghuang Taiyi back to his senses.

"So what should we do? Just let these big idiots swagger around in front of us and ruin our opportunity?"

The power of the Soul-Capturing Bell has already been clearly experienced by Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

Unless a large formation is set up, it will be extremely difficult to resist.

However, setting up an array would take a considerable amount of time and create too much disturbance, so it would be better to directly attack the Ancestral Witches.

Di Jun's wise and deep eyes slowly darkened. After a while, he had an idea and gently nudged Fuxi.

The external disturbance pulled Fuxi from his meditative state, and he asked with a hint of confusion, "What brings the Demon Emperor here?"

"Xi Huang, please look."

Di Jun pointed to the ten ancestral witches who were quite pleased with themselves.

"These ancestral witches are too arrogant. They are causing trouble in the sacred temple. We beseech Emperor Xi to inform the sage and expel these troublemakers."

Upon seeing this, Fuxi frowned and said in a deep voice, "Please wait a moment, Your Majesty, while I speak to my sister."

"Thank you for your help, Emperor Xi."

"It's just my duty."

The reason why Di Jun did not speak up personally was that the Heavenly Court used the karma between Nuwa and the Wu tribe when Nuwa was the leader of the demon cult to forcibly drag Fuxi into the conflict between the Wu and demon tribes, which Nuwa was actually dissatisfied with.

This has resulted in the extremely delicate relationship between the Heavenly Court and Nuwa.

The conflict between the witches and demons is currently raging, and Nuwa is unwilling to get involved, nor is she willing to break this delicate relationship by speaking up. Therefore, she has no choice but to let Fuxi speak.

If he speaks up, the sage probably won't give him face, but if Nuwa's most beloved elder brother speaks up, then there shouldn't be any problem, right?

Soon, Fuxi organized his thoughts and then transmitted them to Nuwa.

Nuwa was engrossed in her sermon when she suddenly heard her brother's voice and couldn't help but look towards the demon camp.

With just a quick glance, he understood the whole story. Far from being worried, he felt a little excited!

(End of this chapter)