Chapter 9: Gathering the Clansmen, Rats Blocking the Way

"Eldest brother, the Pangu Hall has vast space; why not bring all members of the Wu Clan inside?"

Zhu Jiuyin suggested tentatively.

"Second brother, this is absolutely forbidden."

"The Pangu Hall is formed from the skull of Pangu Father God; how can one enter and exit as they please?"

"Indeed, that we live here is already a grace from Father God; we cannot open a gateway to the outside."

"Besides, while there is a world within the hall, it cannot accommodate so many clansmen."

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Zhu Jiuyin's proposal was immediately met with opposition from all the Ancestral Witches.

Even though they had cultivated a Primordial Spirit and could now perceive the heavens and earth.

The rules branded deep within their bloodlines still prevented them from breaking through the cage of morality.

【Ding, for every trillion members of the Wu Clan taken into the Pangu Hall, you will be rewarded with one Sea-Stabilizing Pearl.】

It was actually a Sea-Stabilizing Pearl.

Legend has it there are twenty-four of them, capable of evolving the heavens.

And for every trillion members of the Wu Clan taken in, one Sea-Stabilizing Pearl is rewarded.

In this way, the survival problem of the Wu Clan members could be solved.

Ever since he cultivated the Law of Force and his Primordial Spirit broke through from the Quasi-Saint mid-stage to the Quasi-Saint late stage.

He had only then discovered the miraculous nature of the Pangu Hall.

If Mount Zhou is the Heavenly Pillar of the Great Desolation.

Then this Pangu Hall is the hub of the Great Desolation.

Moreover, in a thousand years, he had already refined more than half of the restrictions of the Pangu Hall.

He could fully use the Pangu Hall as the central hub to activate the Sea-Stabilizing Pearls, giving them the ability to become a small Great Desolation.

Since that was the case.

"I have decided: we will take all members of the Wu Clan into the Pangu Hall."

Dijiang spoke.

His tone left no room for doubt.

"I will solve the survival problems you are worried about."

"If we do not let them in, it will sooner or later trigger the Witch-Demon War."

"In that case, we will be unable to fulfill the decree of Pangu Father God."

"This sin is something none of us can bear!!!"

Seeing that the other Ancestral Witches were dissatisfied but dared not speak.

Dijiang softened his tone and began to analyze it for them.

Especially when he brought up the decree of Pangu Father God, their emotions clearly calmed down.

"Since eldest brother has a way, then we will listen to eldest brother."

"But eldest brother, if we migrate all the tribes into the Pangu Hall, who will provide escort for such a massive movement?"

"That's right, the twelve of us cannot leave the Pangu Hall; what if a Quasi-Saint suddenly attacks?"

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Since they had decided to migrate all members of the Wu Clan inside, the Ancestral Witches began to formulate a plan.

Ever since they cultivated the Primordial Spirit, their brains were no longer just filled with muscle.

Various schemes and calculations also began to be slowly grasped.

Especially the Time Ancestral Witch, Zhu Jiuyin.

In fact, among the Three Thousand Laws.

Time is supreme, and Space is king.

In terms of potential, Time is no worse than Space.

It is even slightly superior.

Especially now that Zhu Jiuyin had entered the cultivation of the Primordial Spirit.

His entire temperament began to change from the inside out.

"Leave all of this to me; you only need to cultivate with peace of mind and strive to reach the Quasi-Saint late stage with your Primordial Spirits as soon as possible."

Regarding their concerns, Dijiang had considered things more comprehensively.

The targets of his precautions were very clear.

Other Quasi-Saints were only minor problems.

The Demon Race would even applaud and cheer.

After all, if the Wu Clan left the Great Desolate Land, they would certainly be the ones to profit.

There were the six Saints.

Plus Tiandao Hongjun.

Therefore, his actions had to be swift; he had to take all the Wu Clan into the Pangu Hall before the Saints could fully perceive their intentions.

Once they entered this place.

Everything would be fine.

Houyi Tribe.

"Offer sacrifices to Father God!!!"

"How could it be so sudden???"

"And we are moving the entire clan; this is simply a golden age for our Wu Clan."

"Haha, what is everyone waiting for? Hurry and pack up everything that can be taken."

Houyi, who was practicing the Arrow Law, suddenly heard a call coming from the depths of his bloodline. This was an ability only the Ancestral Witch possessed.

Using Pangu Essence Blood, they sent out information through the bond of the bloodline.

It was not just him, a Great Witch, who heard it; his entire Houyi Tribe heard it.

"What on earth is going on??"

Houyi felt bewildered.

Recently.

He had just returned from Mount Buzhou after joining forces with several other Great Witches.

The reason was naturally to contend for hegemony over the Great Desolate Land.

Two thousand years had passed, and they had seen the results of the Demon Race with their own eyes.

Looking at those harvested gains, they could only be green with envy.

Having no choice.

The Great Witches could only travel to Pangu Hall on Mount Buzhou time and time again.

And as the number of visits increased, more and more Great Witches gathered there.

In the end.

Almost all the Great Witches of the tribes abroad tacitly headed toward Pangu Hall.

Yet the result obtained.

In the end, was actually to offer sacrifices to Pangu Father God.

And it was to move the entire clan.

They were not ordinary members of the Wu Clan, but Great Witches, at the realm of Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Unlike all the clansmen who were excited, they perceived other problems.

Are the Ancestral Witches unwilling to contend for hegemony over the Great Desolate Land?

When this thought was born, Houyi could not suppress the notion.

Soon.

On the way to migrate to Mount Buzhou, the Houyi Tribe encountered the Kuafu Tribe.

"Houyi, do not let your imagination run wild; the Ancestral Witches naturally have their own considerations."

When the two tribes met, Houyi voiced his doubts.

"Moving the entire clan to sacrifice to Pangu Father God, such a massive display."

"Either a great war, or cowering in retreat."

"For two thousand years, the momentum of the Demon Race has swept across the world."

"And what of the Ancestral Witches?"

The secret art Houyi practiced was the way of the bow, which emphasized the philosophy that once a bow is drawn, there is no turning back.

His thinking was extremely sharp, but also exceptionally extreme.

Boom!!!

Just as the two Great Witches were arguing incessantly, the tribes walking on the land encountered a problem.

"I opened this road, I planted these trees."

"If you want to pass, you must leave behind a toll!!"

An old Daoist in a purple Dao Robe, riding a Green-Water Golden-Crystal Beast, intercepted the Houyi Tribe and the Kuafu Tribe.

"It is you, the old Daoist in purple!!"

Upon seeing this person, Houyi and Kuafu frowned at the same time.

It was only because he was one of the Red Dust Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao Palace.

He had no real ability.

He just liked to bully the weak and fear the strong.

If he could win, he would rob; if he could not, he would run.

In the Great Desolation, his reputation was notoriously foul.

"It is indeed this old Daoist; the two of you... pay the toll!!"

The old Daoist in purple looked at a huge barrier beneath his feet.

It was precisely the Earth-Trapping Flame Flag he had deployed.

This flag was refined by him in imitation of the Southern Ground-Flame Light Flag among the Five Directions Flags.

Its power was so great that it directly enveloped the two hundred trillion living beings of the two tribes.

With just a single thought from him, the living beings inside would be swallowed by his Earth-Trapping Flame Flag.

"A mere rat, daring to touch our Wu Clan; you must be seeking death!!"

Houyi drew the Zhentian Bow, and the arrow shot directly toward the old Daoist in purple.

Without another word, they started fighting immediately!!

"Giving you face and you don't want it; do you really think my status as a Quasi-Saint was picked up for free?"

The old Daoist in purple snorted coldly.

He reached out a hand and grabbed, directly shattering Houyi's arrow.

"Star-Shattering Fist!!"

Just at this moment, Kuafu also threw a punch.

The immense power of the blood-Qi stars poured out, resembling a galaxy.

(End of this chapter)