Primordial Era: I Became a Disciple of the Shangqing Sect After Being Become a Disciple of the Jie S

As the sacrificial chants faded, numerous strange phenomena arose in the void. Twelve powerful auras soared into the sky, containing divine and malevolent energy, shaking the very origin of the primordial world.

Although the Wu tribe only revered Pangu and did not take the Heavenly Dao seriously, directly praying to the Great Dao, the Primordial Heavenly Dao still bestowed boundless Xuanhuang merits upon them.

Since the Wu Clan does not have a primordial spirit and only cultivates the physical body and the rules of the Great Dao, the Xuanhuang merit energy directly merged into the Wu Clan's fortune, causing the Wu Clan's fortune to soar in an instant.

Kunlun Mountain, Sanqing Palace.

The Three Pure Ones and Lu Yuan turned their attention to them, and saw twelve towering pillars of different colors appearing in the three directions of the prehistoric land: east, south, and north, with Buzhou Mountain as the center.

Those towering pillars pierce through heaven and earth, containing the divine form of the Great Dao rules, and are filled with malevolent energy. Within each towering pillar, there is a phantom image of an ancestral witch.

Moreover, these twelve towering divine pillars seem to be interconnected, forming a vast and indescribable formation.

"Hiss! The Twelve Ancestral Witches truly live up to their reputation as the direct descendants of Pangu; the Witch Clan's foundation is unfathomable!"

Seeing the mysterious array of interconnected formations in the sky, even those with great supernatural powers felt their eyelids twitch wildly, sensing a hint of danger in their hearts.

Intuition told them that if they fell into these twelve towering pillars, even if they possessed boundless supernatural powers and magic strength, they would still perish.

It should be noted that none of the twelve Ancestral Witches were benevolent; each of them possessed a power of a Great Dao rule.

"Haha, these twelve ancestral witches established the witch clan and ruled the primordial land. Their murderous aura is overwhelming, and it seems that no one can resist them!"

However, all things in the world are interconnected and mutually restraining. With the emergence of the Wu Clan, the "Demon Clan Heavenly Court" established by Di Jun and Tai Yi now has a rival.

In this way, the witch and demon races check and balance each other, and neither can dominate the primordial world under the Heavenly Dao.

In the void of the heavens, powerful beings and Dao Lords of all kinds exchanged their thoughts and discussed among themselves.

Today, the Twelve Ancestral Witches established the Witch Clan, which relieved their worries that the "Demon Clan Heavenly Court" would dominate the prehistoric world.

Some are even waiting to see the Lich and Demon races make fools of themselves, after all, the lessons of the Dragon, Wind, Qilin, and Scale races are still fresh in everyone's minds...

Inside the Sanqing Palace, Lu Yuan's gaze passed through the Heavenly Pillar and saw a wisp of the image of the Twelve Ancestral Witches contained within it.

The Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang, who mastered the rules of the Great Dao of Space, was shaped like a yellow sac, red as cinnabar fire, with six legs and four wings, and was a chaotic entity with no face.

The Ancestral Witch Zhu Jiuyin, who controls the rules of the Great Dao of Time, has a human face and a snake's body, and is entirely crimson.

The ancestral witch Ru Shou, who wields the great rules of metal, has a human face and a tiger's body, covered in golden scales, with wings growing from her shoulder blades, a snake piercing her left ear, and two dragons supporting her feet.

The ancestral witch Ju Mang, who governed the great principles of wood, was as green as bamboo, with a bird's body and a human face, and rode two dragons.

Gonggong, the ancestral witch, wielded the great rules of water. He had a python's head and a human body, covered in black scales, riding a black dragon, and with a green snake wrapped around his hand.

The ancestral witch Zhurong, who controls the great rules of fire, has the head of a beast and the body of a human, covered in red scales, with fire snakes piercing his ears and riding on a fire dragon.

The Ancestral Witch Houtu, who governs the Great Dao of Earth, has a human body and a snake tail, seven hands behind her back, two hands in front of her chest, and holds a flying serpent in both hands.

The Ancestral Witch Tianwu, who controls the Great Dao of Wind, has eight heads and a human face, a tiger's body and eight tails.

The Ancestral Witch Xuanming, who controls the Great Dao of Rain, has a human face and a bird's body, with snakes hanging from his ears and treading on green snakes.

The Ancestral Witch Qiangliang wields the great rules of thunder, with a snake in his mouth and a snake in his hand. He has a tiger's head, a human body, four hooves, and long elbows.

The ancestral witch Yanzi, who wields the great law of electricity, has a human face and a bird's body, with green snakes hanging from his ears and red snakes in his hands.

The ancestral witch Shebishi controlled the rules of the four seasons and weather. She had a human face and a beast's body, with dog-like ears and green snakes hanging from them.

Looking at the majestic Twelve Ancestral Witches, Lu Yuan felt quite emotional. The Demon Clan and the Witch Clan had successively ascended to the stage of the prehistoric world, and a storm was brewing in this world.

Just like the three clans of dragon, wind, and qilin in the past, the witch and demon clans were favored by the heavens and earth, with long-lasting fortune and profound foundation, but in the end they were also destroyed by the overwhelming force of the heavenly way.

Meanwhile, the Three Pure Ones had mixed feelings. Di Jun and Tai Yi had opened up the "Demon Clan Heavenly Court," and the Twelve Ancestral Witches had established the Witch Clan lineage to rule the prehistoric land. They were all true descendants of Pangu, yet the Three Pure Ones had accomplished nothing.

As the illusory figures of the Twelve Ancestral Witches gradually dissipated in the sky, the Taoist Taiqing remained calm, his mind now as still as water.

Yuqing Yuanshi Daoist, however, had a gloomy expression. The Wu and Yao races had suddenly appeared, one ruling over the primordial land and the other high in the nine heavens, governing the thirty-three heavens and the starry sky.

Where does this place the great supernatural beings of the primordial world? Where does it place Pangu and the Three Pure Ones?

Needless to say, whether Di Jun and Tai Yi take control of the primordial order or the Twelve Ancestral Witches win their hegemony, the Pangu lineage of the Three Pure Ones will inevitably be threatened!

As for the Shangqing Tongtian Daoist, he frowned slightly and snorted coldly in his heart.

Thinking of the Lich and Demon races, his entire being radiated a sharp edge, the 'Qingping Sword' behind him clanged, sword energy manifested, and his fighting spirit was full of fervor.

Phoenix Perch Mountain Taoist Temple.

Looking at the imposing Twelve Ancestral Witches, Nuwa, usually so dignified and elegant, now had an extremely gloomy expression, and a shadow of gloom flashed in her phoenix eyes: "Twelve Ancestral Witches, it seems that this so-called Witch Clan is about to become a great enemy of the 'Demon Clan Heavenly Court'!"

"Hiss, twelve great supernatural beings, although most of them have only just entered the realm of great supernatural beings, but..."

"A cataclysmic calamity! I witnessed a colossal cataclysm, a battle between the Witch and Demon races that raged for supremacy for several epochs, leaving the primordial land flowing with rivers of blood..."

The Taoist Fuxi, who was calculating the future secrets of heaven using the Eight Trigrams of the Primordial Dao, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes were bloodshot and his face was ferocious.

"Brother, what's wrong? What did you see?" Nuwa's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and a look of surprise flashed across her face as she asked.

"I deduced the Heavenly Dao and saw a glimpse of the future. This is a massive calamity that will last for a long time."

Although the final outcome has not been seen, the lessons of the great calamity of the three races are still fresh in our minds, and it seems that the future of this "Demon Race Heavenly Court" is also uncertain.

Little sister, in the future, unless you really can't avoid the affairs of the "Demon Clan Heavenly Court," you should not get involved, so as to avoid getting entangled in karma.

As for Di Jun and Tai Yi's "Demon Clan Heavenly Court," I'll handle that. Even if we have to include the Phoenix Perch Mountain lineage, it won't implicate you..."

A fierce glint flashed in Fuxi Daoist's eyes as he looked at Nuwa with a solemn expression and gave her his instructions.

"Brother, what exactly did you see? How could you treat the 'Demon Clan Heavenly Court' like a venomous snake?" Nuwa asked, her phoenix brows furrowed and her face full of doubt.

However, Fuxi Daoist smiled without saying a word, his gaze fixed on the direction of the Ancestral Witch Hall on Buzhou Mountain not far away.

Buzhou Mountain, in the direction of the Ancestral Witch Temple.

As the sacrificial ceremony was completed, the power of fortune emanating from the twelve ancestral witches surged wildly, and their malevolent aura seemed to grow even heavier.

Looking at the great and lesser shamans below the altar, Dijiang, brimming with confidence, roared, "The shaman race is descended from the father god Pangu, their lineage is inherently noble, and they rightfully rule the primordial land!"

"Witch, witch..." Countless witches roared from below the altar, their emotions running high.

On the other side, in the 'Demon Clan Heavenly Court' of the Thirty-Third Heaven, Emperor Jun's pupils shrank slightly in the Lingxiao Palace, and a sinister glint flashed in his eyes.

Meanwhile, Taiyi, his face filled with murderous intent, coldly snorted and said, "Hmph, you want to establish the Witch Clan and rule the primordial land? I'd like to see what kind of foundation you Twelve Ancestral Witches have!"

After saying this, Taiyi shook down the Xuanhuang Bell, and the sun, moon, stars, earth, water, wind, and fire surrounded the bell. The acquired creatures of the primordial world, such as Ying, Lin, Mao, Yu, and Kun, transformed into demon spirits and appeared within it.

The Chaos Bell ripped through the void, its invisible chimes coalescing into a giant chaotic axe. With a hint of the power to cleave the chaos, it headed straight for the Ancestral Witch Hall on Mount Buzhou. The bell's sound shook the universe, and the surrounding spacetime froze.

"Hiss, this is the Chaos Bell. Has Donghuang Taiyi made a move?" In the primordial world, all the great supernatural beings, the Great Luo Dao Lords, including Lu Yuan in the Sanqing Palace, all had their pupils shrink and their gazes focused on the direction of Buzhou Mountain.