The Primordial Era: The Mythical Path Beginning with the Jie Sect

Chapter 43 The Witch Clan Enters, Ancestral Witches Cultivate Themselves

"Brother, you mustn't!"

Houtu suddenly stopped her.

Dijiang and the other ancestral witches all looked over, waiting for Houtu to explain.

"Brother, not to mention Nuwa who created the human race, Laozi is the leader of the Human Sect. Moreover, the Three Pure Ones are one. Although they have separated, the affection accumulated over billions of years cannot be severed just by separating."

Although we don't know how the demon race persuaded Nuwa and Laozi, it might not be good for us to act rashly. There's no real affection or loyalty between our witch clan and Nuwa, the Three Pure Ones.

Hou Tu analyzed.

"What should we do then?"

Dijiang also agreed with Houtu's analysis. It was indeed not worth provoking four sages because of the human race. Their Wu clan already had a great chance of winning, so there was no need to invite such unnecessary trouble. Of course, this was assuming they had a way to stop the demon race. If not, they couldn't care less. In the face of the clan's fate, even sages had to step aside.

"We will protect humanity!"

Houtu said seriously.

"But won't this attract Hongjun? The agreed time hasn't arrived yet."

"You've all forgotten that our agreement with Dao Ancestor Hongjun was that demons would rule the heavens, witches would rule the earth, and only then would there be an agreement that we would not fight again after ten huiyuan."

Now that the demon race is slaughtering on our territory, are we not going to fight back?
"This was the demon race's fault for crossing the line first. Even if Hongjun came, our witch race would still be in the right!"

Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, said confidently.

"Alright, do as Sister Houtu says. Protect the human race. If the demon race dares to come, fight them."

Dijiang's eyes lit up, and he immediately shouted.

"Correct!"

"Instead of staying in their heaven, they come to our territory, so we should beat them up."

"Let's go, gather the men, and get to work."

The group of ancestral witches left the Pangu Palace and headed outside.

As Dijiang left the Pangu Palace, he paused for a moment. A drop of his essence blood fell from his hand and merged into the Pangu Palace. He then turned to look at the Pangu statue in the center of the palace.

"Father God, if a sage intervenes, Dijiang has no choice but to do this for the sake of the Wu tribe. I hope Father God will not blame me!"

Dijiang murmured something, then strode out of the Pangu Palace. With the entry of the Wu Clan, the Human Clan had a chance to catch their breath, but they could only rely on others and had no power to resist. They could only pray that the Wu Clan would win.

Although the Wu tribe was also one of the overlords of the primordial world, they were different from the demon tribe. As descendants of Pangu, although they loved fighting and were born warriors, they also had their own pride, which was that they never bullied the weak. They believed that bullying the weak was not the behavior of the strong, and such behavior would bring shame upon them, so they disdained to do it.

This kind of personality destined them to be able to live together with humans in the future, and even the Jiuli tribe, a hybrid of human and witch blood, would emerge.

The addition of the Witch Clan forced the Demon Clan to increase their forces, and the scale of the war gradually grew larger. Of course, some powerful figures who were unhappy with the Demon Clan also took action. For example, Zhen Yuanzi of Wanshou Mountain directly activated the Earth Book Array. As long as any Demon Clan member dared to come near Wanshou Mountain, they would be killed by Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the Earth Immortals and one of the kindest people in the prehistoric world.

There's no way around it; his good buddy Hongyun was forced to self-destruct by Donghuang Taiyi and the demon master Kunpeng, and was almost killed by the Styx River. How could he not hate the demon race?
As the war intensified, some humans with cultivation led the remaining humans to migrate to places protected by powerful beings, such as Wanshou Mountain, Kunlun Mountain, Shouyang Mountain, and West Kunlun. These places were either the dojos of great supernatural beings or near the dojos of saints. Demons generally dared not enter such places.

The emergence of a group of warriors among the human race also aroused the interest of all races in the prehistoric world, especially the Wu race. Although this group of humans did not have high cultivation levels, they cultivated in the same way as the Wu race, focusing on the physical body. They even cultivated a certain power that allowed them to control spiritual treasures, and it was not the power of the primordial spirit. This made Zhu Jiuyin particularly interested.

If the Witch Clan could also use this method, would they also be able to create this kind of power? At that time, would the Witch Clan also be able to manipulate magical treasures? If so, the Witch Clan would greatly increase their strength, and the day when they want to destroy the Demon Clan would be just around the corner.

Thinking this, Zhu Jiuyin immediately stopped the demons, intending to deal with them first and then ask the human boy for some information.

However, Zhu Jiuyin forgot that it wasn't just their Wu clan that had powerful figures; the demon clan had them too. As soon as Zhu Jiuyin appeared, before he could even make a move, he was stopped by Fuxi, who suddenly appeared.

"Hey, isn't this the Xihuang of the demon race? Your demon race will stop at nothing to deal with our witch race, even bullying the weak like this. Your demon race is getting worse and worse."

Zhu Jiuyin mocked.

Fuxi frowned, ignoring Zhujiuyin's sarcasm, and instead asked:
"Zhu Jiuyin, aren't you, the Wu clan, afraid of starting a war between the Wu and the demons by interfering in the affairs of our demon and human races?"

"Fuxi, aren't you just trying to use Hongjun to intimidate us? So what if there's a war? My Wu clan isn't afraid. Besides, this is our Wu clan's territory. Even if a war between the Wu and the demons breaks out, it will be caused by your demon clan."

Zhu Jiuyin sneered.

Fuxi was speechless, never expecting that these brutes would think of this. In fact, as Zhu Jiuyin said, their demon race had invaded the territory of the witch race. After all, with the weak bodies of humans, they could only survive in the prehistoric land, which was under the jurisdiction of the witch race.

He truly hadn't expected that the Witch Clan would think of this. Perhaps those involved were too close to the issue to see clearly; this aspect was overlooked by the higher-ups of the Demon Clan, who subconsciously ignored the problem of the Witch Clan's jurisdiction over the land.

Fuxi instinctively prepared to return to the Heavenly Court to discuss with Dijun whether they should continue with the plan, or how to proceed without triggering another war between the Wu and Yao tribes. Leaving aside the question of how to explain it to the Dao Ancestor, the Yao tribe wasn't very confident in their ability to win if war broke out now; otherwise, they wouldn't have forged the Wu-Slaying Sword. Of course, if his sister Nuwa intervened, that would be a different story.

However, Zhu Jiuyin would not let Fuxi leave so easily. With the power of time flowing around him, his figure instantly appeared in front of Fuxi, and he threw a punch at Fuxi.

Empowered by the laws of time, Zhu Jiuyin's attack broke free from the constraints of primordial time, reaching extreme speed. Although it lacked any magnificent or grand celestial phenomena, it was not to be underestimated. This was already a high-level application of the laws of time. Although the Wu Clan did not possess a primordial spirit and could not forge the rules of the Great Dao, they integrated the laws they controlled into their bodies. As their bodies strengthened, their own laws also continuously strengthened. By pushing these laws to their limits and wielding them with unparalleled skill, they were no less than cultivators who cultivated their own Great Dao.

Coupled with their incredibly powerful physical bodies, cultivators without powerful spiritual treasures really have no way to deal with these ancestral witches.

(End of this chapter)