Chapter 14: The Heavenly Dao's Ominous Treasure

"Fellow Daoists, I wonder what your views are on this Heaven and Earth?"

Tongtian chatted with everyone for a while, then threw out the question.

"The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak!!"

Dijiang shook his head and sighed.

"Oh, what is the reason for this!!"

Tongtian looked at the twelve Ancestral Witches with a puzzled expression and said: "The Demon Race has their current achievements all thanks to the merit of the Heavenly Court."

"Since the Teacher issued the decree, I presume that if you were to rule the land, it would not be any worse."

Tongtian stopped at that point.

【Ding, facing Tongtian's persuasion.】

【Option One: Agree to contend for the Great Desolate Land, reward: a fragment of the broken Chaos Supreme Treasure, the Creation Jade Disk (the missing part in Hongjun's hands).】

【Option Two: Disagree to contend for the Great Desolate Land, reward: the Innate Supreme Treasure, the Measure Heaven Ruler.】

【Option Three: Hunker down in Pangu Hall on Mount Buzhou, reward: the Heavenly Dao's number one ominous treasure, the Heaven-Suppressing Coffin.】

It turned out to be the Heaven Refining Coffin.

This coffin was formed from the Primordial Spirit and essence blood of the Great Dao Heavenly Demon.

It is a supreme treasure that can refine a Heavenly Dao Saint.

Once inside the Heaven Refining Coffin, a Heavenly Dao Saint is immediately sealed by it.

The Saint's divine abilities are all useless.

After just forty-nine days, the Heavenly Dao Saint will vanish into ashes.

I already possess the number one offensive Spirit Treasure, the God-Slaying Spear; what if I add the Heaven Refining Coffin?

Wouldn't that combine Slaughter and Destruction into one?

Therefore, Dijiang did not hesitate at all: I choose three, hunker down in Pangu Hall on Mount Buzhou.

"This heaven-sent merit, we actually want to accept it too."

"Yes, yes, I've been envious for a long time, wishing I could go out and fight a battle."

"Why don't you help us, Fellow Daoist Tongtian? We are all family, no need to speak as outsiders."

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Once Tongtian spoke, the Ancestral Witches seemed to have opened the floodgates of conversation.

"Everyone, do you have any hidden difficulties?"

Tongtian finally heard the problem.

"The Three Pure Ones and the Wu Clan are one family. Since you have asked, Fellow Daoist, we cannot hide it."

As Dijiang spoke, he pulled down his robe.

On his back, there was a huge wound.

It looked like a spider web, firmly entrenched there.

"The Chaos Bell!!!"

The reputation of the Chaos Bell is too great; even the Saints are exceptionally wary of it.

Plus, they are the fated protagonists of the Great Calamity; otherwise, given the nature of the Western Two Saints, they would have long since gone up and said, "Fellow Daoist, you have an affinity with my Western Region."

"We, the twelve Ancestral Witches of the Wu Clan, are of one mind."

"Unfortunately, because of me, the brothers and sisters cannot contend for the Great Desolation."

"Now that the Demon Race's momentum is established, we could only risk our lives to bring the people of the Wu Clan back."

Dijiang spoke with a look of desolation.

"A mere Chaos Bell, how can it be so ominous!!"

Tongtian finished speaking.

With a wave of his hand, his Saintly power surged.

The power of the Chaos Bell that was attached to Dijiang's back was completely disintegrated.

"As expected of Fellow Daoist Tongtian, a wound that was helpless for us was solved by you in the snap of a finger."

Seeing this, Dijiang laughed out loud.

"Fellow Daoist Dijiang, your injuries have recovered. I wonder what plans you have next?"

Tongtian looked at Dijiang.

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, what do you think?"

Dijiang did not answer directly, but instead looked at Tongtian.

"Me?"

Tongtian heard this.

He did not speak, but an aura that could sever everything soared into the sky.

Everything was understood without words.

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian has such spirit, which we cannot compare to."

Seeing this, Dijiang.

Finally understood why, in the battle of the Conferring of the Gods, even if Tongtian lost the Immortal Execution Four Swords, he still had to set up the Ten Thousand Immortals Array.

Not bowing his head, not admitting defeat.

Known as the Tongtian Saint, he established the Jie Sect.

Naturally, it was to intercept a glimmer of life from the Heavenly Dao.

It was to intercept for himself, and also to intercept for his ten thousand disciples.

Therefore, until the very last moment, he would resolutely not admit defeat.

It is a pity. In the end, human effort cannot overcome the will of Heaven.

He ultimately also became a sacrifice to the Great Calamity.

"Understood, looking forward to our next discussion on the Dao!!"

Tongtian came quickly and left quickly.

Without the slightest bit of hesitation or delay.

As free and easy as always.

'Why did he look at me with that kind of gaze?'

'Clearly, he is the protagonist of this Great Calamity!!!'

Tongtian left Pangu Hall and looked down at Mount Buzhou from high in the sky.

"He just left like that?"

"What is the meaning of the Three Pure Ones?"

"Coming to offer sacrifices to Pangu Father God, and then 'helping' the eldest brother heal his wounds?"

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After Tongtian left, the original bodies of the twelve Ancestral Witches walked out.

"The struggle for hegemony over heaven and earth is not as simple as what we see."

"Otherwise, Tongtian would not have come to probe our true strength."

Dijiang looked toward the eleven Ancestral Witches.

Although they had now begun to cultivate the Primordial Spirit and had gained good results over the past thousand years.

But this alone was far from enough.

Therefore, Dijiang took out two fierce treasures.

"This is... the Heavenly Dao Fierce Treasure, Heaven Refining Coffin???"

"Eldest brother, how do you possess such a treasure!!!"

"If we add the God-Slaying Spear, my goodness!!!"

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All the Ancestral Witches wore expressions of shock.

"Chaos Supreme Treasures contain the supreme Great Dao, while Innate Supreme Treasures contain many laws."

"Since we cultivate the Earthly Fiend Primordial Spirit, we should cultivate the Fierce Laws."

"Jiuyin, you push the Time Law to its limit, and all the Ancestral Witches will exert their full strength to comprehend the Slaughter and Destruction Laws to see if we can draw inferences about other things."

The Primordial Laws of the twelve Ancestral Witches ultimately lead to the Law of Force.

But there are twelve of them to comprehend.

It is not just about comprehending twelve; there are also ratios of fusion, sequences, and so on.

Only then can they finally be transformed into the Law of Force.

Such cumbersome cultivation is simply not something an ordinary cultivator can walk.

Dijiang was able to cultivate it successfully by sheer luck.

It was entirely relying on the Pangu Primordial Spirit.

Otherwise, if he were left to cultivate alone, who knows how many years it would have taken to succeed.

Therefore, Dijiang took out the two great fierce treasures to provide them for comprehension.

And Dijiang himself was also constantly cultivating the Law of Force, hoping to reach the perfection of the Quasi-Sage Late Stage as soon as possible.

His twelve external incarnations were not idle either.

They were either constructing arrays in the Thirty-Six Heavens or refining weapons and pills.

They even occasionally had to attempt the cultivation of the Twelve Capital Divine Gods Array.

Thirty-five Heavens, Taiqing Realm.

"If they shrink back and do not come out, who will face the calamity!!"

Tongtian returned and told them what had happened.

After hearing this, Yuanshi was furious.

"The Wu Clan cannot hide forever; let us first observe the Great Desolate Land."

Taiqing Saint glanced at Tongtian and said nothing more, instead directly stopping Yuanshi.

The Wu Clan had hidden themselves.

The Demon Race descended from the sky and directly began to seize territory.

Other forces on the Great Desolate Land, however, watched the fire from across the river.

They always assumed the Wu Clan would appear again and launch a retaliation.

A hundred years passed in a flash.

During this period, the Wu Clan never appeared again.

And if one were to speak of the greatest change, it was the Demon Master Kunpeng.

He established Beiming upon the land.

Desiring to break free from the control of the Heavenly Court, he declared himself king and established his own domain.

He even brazenly claimed to be the Teacher of Ten Thousand Races, accepting the submission and kowtowing of all races in heaven and earth.

His momentum was so strong that he had become a major force on the Great Desolate Land.

(End of this chapter)