Primordial Era: My father is Hongjun, who dares disobey!

At the foot of Mount Buzhou, in the Pangu Temple.

The moment he stepped inside, Jiang Daoxuan immediately scanned the area. In the center stood a nine-foot-tall stone statue with a blurred face but an incredibly imposing figure, holding a giant axe and glaring angrily at the sky.

Pangu!

Without much thought, Jiang Daoxuan immediately recognized the stone statue as Pangu, the Great God.

The Wu tribe values ​​bloodlines and traditions, and they hold the Father God Pangu in the highest esteem, their inner passion for him never fading.

"Thirteenth Brother, please sit down."

Dijiang, the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, was the first to speak.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Daoxuan didn't stand on ceremony and immediately sat down with Hakimi in his arms.

Before them was a perfectly round stone table, with no distinction of rank, and thirteen stone benches surrounding it, allowing one to look at others at eye level.

Jiang Daoxuan sat down and waited quietly for Dijiang to speak.

as predicted,

Just as everyone sat down, Dijiang, the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, suddenly spoke:

"Thirteenth Brother, what do you think of the strength of our Witch Clan along the way?"

Jiang Daoxuan was slightly taken aback, then lowered his head and pondered for a few moments before speaking loudly:

"Throughout my journey, I have estimated that there are about a million Celestial Immortals among the Wu Clan, no more than a million Xuan Immortals and Taiyi Immortals, and only a few Great Luo Immortals, including my brothers and Hou Yi and a few other Great Witches. Their strength is still considerable in the Primordial World, and they are currently unmatched."

Jiang Daoxuan said objectively.

Upon hearing this, a strange light flashed in Dijiang's eyes, and he immediately exclaimed in praise:

"Indeed, our Wu clan is formed from the essence and blood of our Father God, possessing naturally strong physical bodies capable of breaking all laws. We have now established a foothold in the primordial world, but..."

At this point, Dijiang suddenly paused, his expression turning solemn. Then, in a tone of deep regret, he said softly...

"But the Witch Clan is born without a primordial spirit, destined to be unable to cultivate the Heavenly Dao. It's uncertain whether the Witch Clan will be able to survive even after a million years."

Having said that, Jiang Daoxuan understood, and his opinion of the Witch Clan changed slightly.

Well done, Dijiang with thick eyebrows and big eyes, I didn't expect you to be so cunning.

Jiang Daoxuan naturally understood his deeper meaning: he simply wanted to use him to ask the Daoist Master for a solution.

Jiang Daoxuan actually has some authority to speak on this matter.

"The Witch Clan is born without a primordial spirit; this is ordained by Heaven. My brothers, you must submit to the will of Heaven."

Jiang Daoxuan kept it a secret, but who would have thought that Di Jiang, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, would have such thoughts?

Seeing this scene,

Zhu Rong, the ancestral god of fire, could not bear it any longer and directly rebuked him:

"Kid, don't be ungrateful. My brother is asking sincerely. If you have a solution, tell me; if not, leave."

In an instant, the air inside the Pangu Temple seemed to freeze, and the atmosphere became stiff.

Jiang Daoxuan, however, seemed completely unconcerned, as if he hadn't heard Zhu Rong's reprimand.

Of course, he also understood that Zhu Rong, who controlled the laws of fire, had a temper as volatile as thunder. These words were very much in line with his simple-minded image, making him a truly reckless man.

"How dare you, Zhu Rong! Eldest brother hasn't even spoken yet, what right do you have to speak, and treat the thirteenth brother like this?"

"Oh?"

Seeing someone speak up for him, Jiang Daoxuan couldn't help but look to the side, only to see a burly but gentle-faced ancestral witch slamming her hand on the table and rising up.

Gonggong,

The Ancestral God of Water, who wields the laws of water, is relatively gentle, yet he is constantly at odds with Zhu Rong, the God of Fire.

"Ah, I knew it!"

Jiang Daoxuan sighed softly, but felt a strange sense of powerlessness in his heart. Since he transmigrated here, everything seemed to have changed, but in reality, the main trend of the prehistoric world had not changed at all.

Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, these two ancestral witches who respectively control the laws of water and fire, are now locked in a fierce confrontation, neither willing to yield to the other, perhaps due to destiny or the impending great calamity of the witches and demons.

Of course, Jiang Daoxuan still wanted to try to make some changes. At least in this way, even if the demon race slaughtered humans to forge the Lich Sword in the future, the witch race would not attack the humans out of consideration for him.

Upon realizing this, he was about to speak, but unexpectedly...

"Insolence! Do you two even respect me as your elder brother? How dare you fight each other like this in front of me, and even in front of our thirteenth brother! Are you questioning my leadership, or are you making our thirteenth brother a laughingstock?"

Dijiang shouted angrily, and then an even more vast and boundless aura suppressed the two of them.

Zhu Rong and Gong Gong reluctantly sat down, not daring to speak, but still resentful in their hearts.

Only then did Dijiang slowly look at Daoxuan and say apologetically:

"Thirteenth Brother, please forgive my poor upbringing. It was my fault for not disciplining him properly." Jiang Daoxuan accepted this sincere apology readily and then slowly shared his insights.

"Although the Wu tribe is born without a primordial spirit, it is not necessarily impossible to cultivate one later."

With this remark,

The gazes of the twelve Ancestral Witches instantly fell upon him. Before anyone could ask a question, Jiang Daoxuan continued on his own.

"Simply follow the will of Heaven and wait for the right opportunity, and success will come naturally. But remember, do not invite trouble or unnecessarily increase the killing."

"Oh? What do you mean by that?"

Dijiang hurriedly asked.

Jiang Daoxuan remained silent in response. Firstly, he was entangled in karma and could not easily reveal heavenly secrets; secondly, he wanted to try to change the fate of the Wu Clan and create a brand new prehistoric continent.

In his vision, before the final great war between the Lich King and the Demon King, if Houtu realized the imperfections of reincarnation and transformed into the underworld of reincarnation, she would then cultivate a primordial spirit and Dharma body.

As long as the lich and demons do not clash and remain peaceful, one day, when the cycle of reincarnation is incomplete, the Earthly Path, one of the three paths of Heaven, Earth, and Man, will appear to help Houtu open up the Underworld and accommodate the spirits of the dead.

When that time comes, all the members of the Wu clan can be brought into reincarnation together, and thereafter they should be able to cultivate their primordial spirit.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but clapp his hands and laugh, no longer paying attention to the struggle between Zhu Rong and Gong Gong. To him, whether the two were fighting or not seemed irrelevant at this moment, as long as...

The lich remained safe and peaceful.

Perhaps, he needs to make a trip to the demon realm.

……

At this moment, the demon race

On the Sun Star.

Since the beginning of time, the sun has never been so intense. Now it is a raging inferno, its flames threatening to destroy the world, and an overwhelming pressure constantly permeates the heavens and earth.

"Brother, I'm fine. I just accidentally fell into that mysterious trap."

Inside the Sun God Palace, Donghuang Taiyi gently comforted his extremely worried elder brother.

"Alright, you should rest well. I'll go and take care of the internal problems of the demon race."

After offering a few words of comfort, Di Jun immediately walked out of the main hall. Just as he stepped out, an intense killing intent suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Damn Dao Xuan, how dare you hurt my younger brother! I will make you pay the price, even if you are the first disciple of a sage."

Upon realizing this, Di Jun immediately left the divine palace, quickly summoned his demon clan followers, and began to meticulously plan.

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