My classmates chose martial arts and fantasy, but I chose the prehistoric world.

The Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan.

The Demon Emperor Jun's face was grim, his gaze fixed on the direction of the Netherworld Blood Sea...

Although the golden light of merit there has dissipated, the suffocating pressure still lingers between heaven and earth, refusing to dissipate for a long time.

Donghuang Taiyi stood beside him, holding the Donghuang Bell in his hand. The bell trembled and emitted a deep hum...

That wasn't fighting spirit, it was fear!

The innate treasure possesses a spirit; it can sense just how terrifying that newly born aura is!

Xi Huang Fuxi sat to one side, his brows furrowed, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, producing a monotonous and rapid sound.

Demon Master Kunpeng stood in the hall, his expression shifting and his eyes flickering, seemingly lost in thought.

Inside the hall stood dozens of demon saints and demon gods, each a powerful figure renowned in their region, yet none of them uttered a word.

The entire room fell silent!

After a long silence, Di Jun finally spoke, his voice hoarse and weary:

"Houtu has become a saint."

Those five short words seemed to have used up all his strength.

No one responded.

Because everyone knows what that means.

Houtu, the ancestral earth witch of the Wu tribe—today, she has become a saint!

Moreover, he doesn't seem to be an ordinary saint.

That aura felt more powerful than any Heavenly Saint they had ever seen...

"It's not as simple as becoming a saint."

A clear, cold voice came from outside the hall.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure gracefully entering the hall.

She was a woman dressed in palace attire, with an exquisitely beautiful face, a noble and dignified demeanor, and a compassionate air of pity for all living beings between her brows.

Nuwa!

One of the six great Heavenly Dao Saints of the Primordial Era!

Di Jun quickly stood up and led the demons in bowing: "Greetings, Empress Nuwa."

Nuwa waved her hand, indicating that they didn't need to be so polite, and then walked to the side of the main seat and stood there.

Her gaze swept over the demons in the hall, finally settling on Di Jun:

"Houtu's attainment of enlightenment this time is not a sainthood in the ordinary sense. She established herself as a saint by taking the Earthly Dao as her foundation and the Six Paths of Reincarnation as her basis. From now on, her status in the primordial world will be equal to that of my teacher."

Upon hearing this, the hall fell into a deathly silence.

Di Jun's face turned deathly pale instantly!

Taiyi's hand, gripping the Eastern Emperor Bell, was bulging with veins!

Fuxi stopped tapping his fingers on the table and froze in his seat.

Kunpeng's pupils suddenly contracted, and he subconsciously took half a step back.

The demon saints and demon gods were ashen-faced, and their breathing became rapid.

Is he equivalent to Hongjun Daozu?

What kind of existence is that?

That is the supreme being who is in harmony with the Heavenly Dao and wields the power of the Primordial Great Dao!

Houtu actually reached that level?

Although the Daoist chants that had previously resounded throughout the prehistoric world had also indicated this point, they still harbored a sense of wishful thinking.

Now, all hope in my heart has been completely shattered!

"It's not just about status... She now shares the Primordial Great Dao with my teacher, and her strength is no weaker than his. Even if I joined forces with the other five Heavenly Dao Saints, we would be nothing more than ants in front of her."

These words struck the hearts of all the demons like a heavy hammer!

Di Jun closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then exhaled.

When he opened his eyes again, the gloom and exhaustion from before were gone, replaced by a deep sense of powerlessness.

"If Houtu becomes a sage, how can we still fight against the Wu tribe?"

His voice was filled with helplessness, as if he were asking himself, or perhaps everyone present, "Should we just admit defeat?"

The demons fell silent.

The Witch-Slaying Sword is still a little short of being completed...

Even if it's finished being refined, what then?

That sword was originally intended to deal with the Ancestral Witches.

But Houtu is no longer the Ancestral Witch—she is now the Supreme Saint of the Primordial Dao who holds half of the power over the Great Dao!

An existence equal to Dao Ancestor Hongjun!

What difference was there between the Witch-Slaying Sword and a fire poker in front of her?

Unless Hongjun Daozu openly intervenes and stands on the side of the demon race, how can the demon race be a match for the witch race?

But is it possible?

"With the emergence of Houtu as a variable within the Witch Clan, the Demon Clan has no chance against them! Will the Dao Ancestor... personally intervene to aid the Demon Clan?"

Taiyi looked at Nuwa and asked.

The other powerful demons also turned their gazes toward Nuwa.

Nuwa shook her head, "Our teacher cannot participate... If he were to participate and fight Houtu, the entire prehistoric world would not be able to withstand it!"

……

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun stood at the palace gate, gazing towards the direction of the Netherworld Blood Sea.

His face looked terrible.

It wasn't just plain ugly; it was a deep-seated, undisguised sense of fear and unease.

Years ago, after he became a Heavenly Saint, he twice descended upon the ancestral land of the Witch Clan, intending to kill Meng Chuan...

The relationship between Meng Chuan and Hou Tu is known throughout the prehistoric world—though not Daoist partners, they are closer than Daoist partners!

Houtu has now become a supreme saint, an existence equal to her teacher Hongjun...

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

"She... she's become such a supreme figure as a teacher... she wouldn't possibly seek revenge against me for something so trivial from the past, would she?"

As he muttered to himself, a slight tremor crept into his voice, one that he himself was unaware of.

……

In the west, Mount Sumeru.

The two Western saints, Jieyin and Zhunti, sat facing each other, gazing at one another.

At this moment, their faces were filled with fear and unease.

"Senior brother..."

Zhunti spoke, his voice somewhat hoarse, "Now that the Earth Saint has his current status and position... he shouldn't hold it against us for coming to the ancestral land of the Witch Clan and trying to kill Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan, right?"

After a moment of silence, Jieyin finally spoke, "This matter... I can't say for sure..."

Upon hearing this, Zhunti's expression turned even more unpleasant.

"Or... shall we go hide in Zixiao Palace and seek the teacher's protection?"

"After the three lectures at Zixiao Palace, the palace closed its doors... If we go there now, will the teacher allow us to take refuge in Zixiao Palace?"

"Even if we can't enter Zixiao Palace, staying outside is safer than staying here, right?"

Upon hearing this, Jieyin thought for a moment, and finally nodded: "That makes sense! Let's go!"

Without saying a word, the two got up and walked out.

These dignified Heavenly Saints, at this moment, resembled two guilty thieves, terrified of being caught!

……

Shouyang Mountain, Bajing Palace.

Lao Tzu stood at the palace gate, his hands behind his back, gazing in the direction of the Netherworld Blood Sea, his expression complex.

"Houtu..."

He murmured the name to himself, then shook his head and sighed.

"Taking advantage of the demon race's rampant hunting of humans, forging of the witch-slaying sword, and the surge in the number of vengeful spirits and vengeful ghosts from the primordial world, they quietly made the underground passage independent..."

"Although it's not a fully integrated tunnel, it's no different from one that is..."

"With immense merit from the Great Dao, one can attain the highest sagehood of the Earthly Dao, sharing the authority of the Primordial Great Dao with a teacher who embodies the Heavenly Dao..."

He paused, his gaze becoming distant.

"The Witch Clan... from now on, they will probably have to break away from their teacher's chessboard and become detached from worldly affairs."

"The Heavenly Dao's scheme, the Lich Calamity that the Master orchestrated after merging with the Heavenly Dao... will become a huge joke!"