Chapter 103: The Ten Great Ancestral Witches Collide with Mount Buzhou

In the Sun Palace, Di Jun looked toward Mount Buzhou with a dark expression.

Some time had passed, and the third lecture at Purple Heaven Palace was about to begin, yet Fuxi had still not returned.

"Big Brother, there is no time left; let us wait at Purple Heaven Palace." Taiyi opened his eyes faintly, and cold words spilled out.

Regardless of what had happened to Fuxi and Nuwa, they would still head to Purple Heaven Palace.

Once they met there, they would naturally understand the situation.

As he spoke, Taiyi cast his gaze toward the direction of Beiming.

Aside from the matter of Nuwa, Donghuang Taiyi was also extremely dissatisfied with the Demon Master Kunpeng.

At the beginning of the great war, this fellow had fished in troubled waters, and later, he had disappeared entirely.

Now that so much time had passed, the other party had still not been seen returning.

Although he had been subdued by force earlier, since he already enjoyed the fortune of the Demon Court, he should naturally serve the Demon Court.

If not for Kunpeng's half-hearted efforts, the Wu Clan would have long since been defeated under their offensive, and the prestige of the Demon Court would only be greater; how could Tian Yuan have taken advantage of the situation?

"Hmm!" Di Jun nodded and looked toward Baize at his side.

With Fuxi and Nuwa absent, and Kunpeng also not in the Demon Court, only the four of them—including Xihe and Changxi—would be going this time.

Chitie had been captured, and the Demon Court required someone to hold the fort, so Baize had to remain behind.

"Two Demon Emperors, rest assured; as long as Baize is here, the Demon Court is here!" Baize bowed with his hands cupped and respectfully accepted the order.

The Sun Palace was the place where the two Demon Emperors cultivated in seclusion; he was the only Demon Saint who could step into this place, and Baize was well aware of this honor.

Without further ado, Di Jun, accompanied by Taiyi and the others, escaped the Primordial Starry Sky and streaked toward the Chaos.

In the direction of the Primordial World, rays of colorful light rose from time to time, quickly streaking toward the Chaos.

Above the firmament of the Western World, two figures streaked across the air.

"Senior Brother! It seems the Primordial World has expanded quite a bit again." Zhunti looked at the stars filling the sky, his face showing signs of distress.

After returning from Purple Heaven Palace the first time, they had discovered the Primordial World had grown, and now, only a few thousand years later, it seemed to have expanded significantly again.

This meant the time they needed to reach Purple Heaven Palace would increase even more.

"This is the work of the Dao Ancestor!" Saying this, Jieyin clearly also increased his speed.

The third lecture at Purple Heaven Palace was crucial for becoming a Saint; they could not be late.

The two did not speak again, simply putting all their effort into streaking toward the Chaos.

At the foot of Mount Buzhou, Houtu bid farewell to Tian Yuan and strode toward the outside of Pangu Temple.

Before even nearing the Wu Clan tribe, Houtu frowned slightly.

The sky-piercing Blood Fiend Qi, carrying a violent aura, swept over, causing her mind to tremble slightly.

"Hah! Has the influence of the Tribulation Qi already become this great?" Houtu whispered softly, feeling a sense of foreboding.

With one step, she arrived outside the tribe.

Upon seeing the figures of the Wu Clan in the distance, she sighed in her heart once more.

She was not who she used to be; she could clearly see the Tribulation Qi shrouding every figure.

Although Tribulation Qi also descended in the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space, the Wu Clan within the Earth Vein were clearly much more peaceful than these clansmen.

The Great Calamity had only just begun, yet the Wu Clan was already so severely affected; it would only become more exaggerated in the future.

If ordinary Wu clansmen were like this, her brothers were likely in even more trouble.

Sure enough, several figures flew over from before her; Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches all appeared, looking at Houtu with anger.

The materialized Tribulation Qi shrouding the several Ancestral Witches made Houtu feel a chill in her heart.

The Tribulation Qi on Gonggong had not been little, but it hadn't been this exaggerated. It had not been long since Gonggong was captured; clearly, there was something strange about the Great Calamity.

With a solemn expression, Houtu stepped forward and bowed slightly: "Little sister greets all my brothers and sisters!"

Dijiang and the others did not move; only Xuanming strode forward to meet her.

Scanning the direction of Mount Buzhou, Xuanming said in a deep voice: "Little sister! Let's return to the tribe first!"

Facing the angry gazes of her brothers, Houtu said nothing and followed behind Xuanming into the tribe.

On Mount Buzhou, Tian Yuan watched Houtu's disappearing back, feeling no great expectations.

After the first great war between the Witch and Demon, perhaps due to the death of so many living beings, the Tribulation Qi between heaven and earth had surged.

At this moment, in his vision, the entire Wu Clan tribe was shrouded in thick Calamity Sha, and Tribulation Qi continued to gather from all around.

Because they were the protagonists of heaven and earth, these Wu clansmen were individual sources for receiving Tribulation Qi.

The longer it dragged on, the more Tribulation Qi would shroud the Wu Clan.

Houtu hoping to persuade the Ancestral Witches with a silver tongue was likely a slim hope.

"Sigh! In the end, one must rely on one's own strength!" Muttering to himself, Tian Yuan glanced at Huluwa, who was cultivating in the distance, and intended to begin practicing the laws.

If he were currently at the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm, he could capture all those Ancestral Witches with a flip of his hand.

Tian Yuan couldn't help but think of the many stone men in the Consciousness Space; he wondered when they would be able to appear in this world.

When that time came, let alone this mere Wu Clan, even the Donghuang Taiyi, who wielded an Innate Supreme Treasure, would be nothing to fear.

Boom! Just as Tian Yuan was thinking this, a booming sound suddenly erupted from the foot of the mountain, and a powerful fluctuation swept out.

Tian Yuan was startled; he stood up and looked intently, and the place of the battle was indeed the Wu Clan tribe.

Amidst the rolling Blood Fiend Qi, two figures flew out: Houtu and the Ancestral Witch Zhurong.

Tian Yuan had seen Houtu full of confidence earlier, wanting to admonish the many Ancestral Witches; yet, not even a few breaths after entering, they had started fighting directly. The Wu Clan truly relied on force to solve things. Glancing at Dijiang and the others who were eyeing the scene like tigers, Tian Yuan dismissed the thought of going over.

This was an internal matter for the Ancestral Witches, and Dijiang and the others already held grievances against Houtu. If he were to intervene now, it would likely be adding fuel to the fire.

Muttering a few words, Tian Yuan was not worried about Houtu's safety and sat cross-legged to begin practicing the laws.

He did not know how long the Ancestral Witches' battle would last, so he had to seize the time to cultivate in seclusion.

With the rumbling sound continuing, Tian Yuan was quickly shrouded in a thick white glow.

A dense will rose up from Mount Buzhou beneath him, slowly circling him.

Not knowing how much time had passed, Tian Yuan heard a loud rumble from heaven and earth, accompanied by many roars.

Filled with doubt, he frowned and looked over, seeing a figure fleeing rapidly from afar; it was Houtu.

In the sky behind, terrifying figures swept over; Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches were all there.

The aura they vented revealed nothing but intense fury.

"Houtu! What did you do?" Looking at the murderous Ancestral Witches, Tian Yuan looked puzzled.

They had agreed on persuading the Ancestral Witches, so why had they become increasingly irritable and crazy one by one?

Looking at the state of those Ancestral Witches, they seemed to wish they could hack Houtu to pieces.

"My brothers are ignorant and do not understand the heavenly numbers, so I could only whisk some of the clan away," Houtu replied helplessly as she landed.

None of them would listen to reason; saving even one clansman was better than none.

Hearing this, Tian Yuan's eyes lit up instantly; Houtu was indeed a good child.

To make Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches so angry, the number of clansmen Houtu had taken away must be quite large.

Overjoyed, Tian Yuan waved his hand, and her figure instantly disappeared from Mount Buzhou.

With the Earthly Dao Will upon her, Houtu also understood the mission of the Wu Clan; without him needing to instruct her, she knew what to do.

Seeing Houtu disappear, Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches did not stop, but instead accelerated.

Their Ancestral Witch Bodies carried a terrifying, rolling momentum as they crashed madly toward Mount Buzhou.

The ten figures, like the force of a collapsing sky, obscured the entire firmament before his eyes.

The Ten Great Ancestral Witches crashing into Mount Buzhou together??? "Damn it! These guys aren't thinking of acting recklessly, are they?"

Tian Yuan was greatly shocked and hurriedly flew forward; a dense will rose up from Mount Buzhou, and an inexplicable power swept out.

To Tian Yuan's surprise, before his figure could even get close, a powerful force directly swept Dijiang and the others away.

Tian Yuan stood dazed in the air, his face filled with astonishment.

The many Ancestral Witches who had come with wild momentum also had their mouths wide open, and they flew backward, stunned one by one.

"Hoo! How could this be?"

Tian Yuan looked at the Ancestral Witches who had stopped their momentum in the air one by one, and looked at Mount Buzhou beneath him with pleasant surprise.

The Ancestral Witches had always been fearless of Mount Buzhou's power, so why were they like this now?

The power of Mount Buzhou greatly exceeded Tian Yuan's expectations, easily sweeping away the ten Ancestral Witches.

Over these years, other than Mount Buzhou constantly growing taller and thicker and its will becoming denser, he hadn't felt any other changes; how could it even knock away Ancestral Witches now?

Was it because Houtu had returned to her position and the Earthly Dao had revived?

Had these ignorant and foolish Ancestral Witches been completely abandoned by Mount Buzhou?

Thinking of this possibility, Tian Yuan was instantly beaming with joy.

Since Mount Buzhou could sweep away Ancestral Witches, it meant it could have the same effect on other living beings.

Standing between heaven and earth, Mount Buzhou finally had the power to fight; how could this not make Tian Yuan excited?

If even the Ancestral Witches could not get close to him, who else in the Great Desolate land could or would dare to crash into him?

Moreover, regarding the strange movement of Mount Buzhou, Tian Yuan had another longing in his heart.

Ever since he knew he had such an avatar, he had been fantasizing about Mount Buzhou jumping up to smash people one day.

Mount Buzhou stood tall, supporting all things in the Great Desolate; it had no possibility of taking human form, but jumping up to smash people should be fine, right? Mount Buzhou supported the entire Great Desolate heaven and earth and could be called the top power of the Great Desolate; who could withstand a blow from it? Now that it could sweep away petty people with its power, Tian Yuan felt that day was not far off.

"Hahaha," Tian Yuan couldn't help but look up and laugh.

He had originally thought that Mount Buzhou could only change after all the Earth Veins in the East were dredged and purified.

He hadn't expected that just the revival of the Earthly Dao would bring about such a transformation; Tian Yuan was even more expectant of Humanity.

Compared to Tian Yuan's excitement, Dijiang and the others in the air had their expressions change drastically, their eyes filled with horror.

"Big Brother! Just now, just now..." Xuanming was dumbfounded, her face still carrying disbelief.

The remaining Ancestral Witches all waited in the air, their pale faces showing visible panic.

They ignored Tian Yuan's wanton laughter, their minds filled with the power that had just rushed toward them.

They were very familiar with that aura; it was the will of Mount Buzhou, the will of Father God.

Now, now this will actually... Zhurong seemed not to believe what was before his eyes, and with a roar of rage, he once again crashed madly toward Mount Buzhou.

Boom! Without any surprise, as soon as he approached, he was swept away once again.

Seemingly annoyed by Zhurong's behavior, the Ancestral Witch Zhurong smashed through layers of the void and disappeared directly into the distant horizon.

(End of this chapter)