Chapter 163: Traces of the Demon Ancestor

"What a perfect time to break through!" Looking at the scene around him, Tian Yuan was overjoyed.

Just a moment ago, he was still agonizing over how to deal with the shameless actions of Di Jun and Taiyi, never expecting Nuwa to become a Saint directly.

A long time ago, he had fantasized about Nuwa becoming a Saint, thinking that when that time came, any Ancestral Witch or Demon Emperor could be captured at will.

Now that day had finally arrived, and the Heavenly Tribulation should also come to a complete end.

All powerful beings in the Primordial World should head to the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space to do their utmost to repair the Earth Veins of the Primordial World.

In the distance, above the Nine Heavens, a large expanse of golden merit poured down, and a wisp of it was fleeing toward Buzhou Mountain.

Seeing this, Tian Yuan frowned slightly.

Regarding merit, Tian Yuan had always suspected it was a scheme of Hongjun.

Although Nuwa created the Human Race, the protagonists of the world, it certainly could not compare to his own contributions to the Primordial World.

He brought benefits to the entire world, not just a single protagonist of heaven and earth. But for such a long time, Tian Yuan had not seen any merit.

Instead, when Nuwa created humans, Buzhou Mountain received blessings, and a small amount of merit descended.

The crowd at the Demon Court in the air were likewise staring blankly at that streak of golden merit shooting over in a rush.

But the next second, the merit that was about to escape into the peak of Buzhou Mountain suddenly stalled in mid-air, and then it actually rolled back upward.

Was the merit taken back by the Heavenly Dao?

Merit is a reward from heaven and earth; once bestowed, how could it be easily taken back?

The Great Dao is ruthless and the Heavenly Dao is impartial; how could this Heavenly Dao... In an instant, Di Jun and Taiyi thought of the Dao Ancestor in Purple Heaven Palace.

These merits must have been taken back by the Dao Ancestor.

This thought in their minds instantly made both of their hearts burn with excitement.

Although they had no fondness for that person in Purple Heaven Palace either, it was very obvious before their eyes that the Dao Ancestor seemed to be angered by Tian Yuan's actions as well.

More importantly, the merit that had fallen from the sky at the East Sea Shore was also rolling back, which was the point that excited them the most.

Hongjun merged his body with the Dao, and Nuwa was one of the Dao Ancestor's Personal Disciples; yet now, even she had her merit taken back.

Although Nuwa had already become a Saint, if the Dao Ancestor from Purple Heaven Palace walked out, she would definitely not be his match.

Time; what they needed most right now was time.

The Wu Clan was already finished, and now the Demon Court enjoyed the entire Heaven and Earth Luck.

By borrowing that massive luck, they had a great chance to prove the Dao to Hunyuan and become a Hunyuan Great Luo Golden Immortal.

If they took that step, with the Zhou Tian Star Formation, the Innate Supreme Treasure, and the luck shrouding the Demon Court, they would still be the strongest existence.

And now, they needed someone to buy them time.

Not only were Di Jun and Taiyi stunned, but even Tian Yuan in the air was filled with confusion.

He had originally been thinking about whether or not to accept this merit.

Merit could be used for breakthroughs or poured into spiritual treasures to increase the power of magic weapons, but these were all things he had heard of. Tian Yuan did not know the specific situation, and now this merit that was supposed to fall was actually trying to escape.

He might not dare to take what was offered to him, but it would be much safer to snatch it himself.

Almost at the same time, a mysterious will surged out from the peak of Buzhou Mountain, instantly sweeping over that wisp of golden light.

The merit was kneaded into a ball and vanished in a blink at the peak of Buzhou Mountain.

Seeing this, Di Jun and Taiyi were not angry but happy, their gazes looking toward the direction of Chaos with anticipation.

With Tian Yuan provoking like this, if the Dao Ancestor appeared, he would surely be able to suppress him.

Standing proudly in space, Tian Yuan also looked toward the direction of Purple Heaven Palace with anticipation in his eyes.

Such a major change had already occurred in the Primordial World, and even the descended merit had been taken back; Hongjun must know what had happened.

The only existence that could stop him from ending the Great Calamity now was the Dao Ancestor in Purple Heaven Palace.

During the second great war between the Witches and Demons, Hongjun had appeared in the Primordial World and made the agreement that the Demons would rule the heavens and the Witches would manage the earth; perhaps the other party would really appear.

Regarding this old schemer, Tian Yuan was still very wary.

It was just a pity that this person had always stayed behind the scenes, and the information he had was truly too little.

If it weren't for having this body of Buzhou Mountain, he would never have known that the Earth Veins of the Primordial World had long been riddled with holes, and that Buzhou Mountain itself was suffering from erosion.

Watching the visions around him gradually fade, Tian Yuan did not move, and Di Jun and Taiyi in the air did not make any sudden moves either.

Nuwa had become a Saint, and the Saint's might swept across the entire heaven and earth; even if they fled back to the Demon Court, it was not a long-term strategy.

For a time, the entire firmament became exceptionally quiet.

Within the valley where dust and dirt were billowing, Houtu emerged in an instant. Looking at the Pangu Temple that had turned into ruins, she was stunned on the spot.

Having just returned to Buzhou Mountain, she was shocked by Nuwa's sudden sainthood, never expecting to sense something amiss with the Pangu Temple.

After all, that was the most sacred place of the Wu Clan, so she flew back immediately, not wanting to see such a scene.

The towering stone pillars had collapsed, and the Pangu Temple, which had evolved from the heart of the Father God, had also disappeared without a trace.

Houtu, who had rushed forward, shouted at Xuanming: "The temple! Where is the temple?"

If the temple were not immovable, she would not have needed to flee into the Blood Pool to take the Wu Clan away; she would have just moved the entire temple away directly.

But she never expected that in just this short time, it would be gone.

Xuanming looked coldly at Houtu and sat alone in the ruins.

If it weren't for Houtu's initial betrayal, how could the Wu Clan have reached this point?

They were the Pangu Orthodox, and who in the Primordial World could rival the twelve Ancestral Witches? The Wu Clan had walked out of the temple and swept across the world like a hot knife through butter.

They had encountered almost no obstacles and easily dominated the Eastern Land, where the spiritual energy was most abundant.

But it was just because of that Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain that now, nothing was left.

Now, Xuanming hated Houtu even more in her heart. If all twelve Ancestral Witches were present, the Twelve Capital Divine Array of the Wu Clan would be unstoppable by anyone.

A mere stone man could not possibly have captured so many clansmen.

Without the help of the Wu Clan to dredge and purify the Earth Veins, it would have been even more impossible for Tian Yuan to break through so quickly.

It was precisely because of Houtu's betrayal that such a terrifying stone man was created.

For the Wu Clan to end up with such a fate, Houtu was absolutely to blame; for this little sister she once doted on, she now felt no goodwill at all.

Xuanming's cold gaze caused a slight ache in Houtu's heart.

Looking around and failing to find Dijiang's figure, Houtu calmed her mind to sense carefully.

The aura remaining in the air made her pause, as she had already guessed what had happened.

Big Brother actually did such a thing? Houtu found it somewhat hard to believe.

With a soft sigh, she looked toward Xuanming and said in a somewhat gentle voice, "Second Sister, come with me!"

Among the twelve Ancestral Witch, only they were sisters, so the relationship between the two went without saying.

With Dijiang gone, Xuanming would truly be the only one left on the Primordial land.

"Just because I did not follow Big Brother does not mean I will go with you." Xuanming turned her head, looking indifferently at the familiar figure before her.

Meeting the other's expression, Houtu opened her mouth, at a loss for how to speak.

She had seen through the Heavenly Tribulation and had always been trying to help the Wu Clan; earlier, she had tried to persuade them with earnest words, but her brothers simply would not listen.

Boasting themselves as Pangu Orthodox, they thought only of dominating the Primordial world and controlling the world opened up by Father God.

With no other choice, she had promised Tian Yuan to capture members of the Wu Clan everywhere, eventually leading to them turning against each other as enemies.

Although she felt some heartache for Xuanming's state, Houtu did not regret it at all.

If she had not chosen Tian Yuan, the Wu Clan might have all perished in the Great Calamity; it was she who saved the majority of the clansmen.

Sighing softly, Houtu slowly turned around and stepped toward Mount Buzhou.

She wanted to take Xuanming away, but seeing the other's state, Houtu could not bear to force her.

Xuanming paid no heed, her eyes unfocused as she walked blankly through the ruins.

In the quiet valley, Xuanming's gaze shifted slightly, staring blankly not far away.

On the rubble ahead, a Witch Script slowly began to move, and soon, more and more Witch Scripts began to drift.

They gathered in one place, intertwining to form a large mass of black mist, within which a black Lotus Platform could vaguely be seen emerging.

Xuanming, whose eyes had been unfocused, narrowed her gaze and immediately hurried forward.

Taking a step, she landed on the Lotus Platform, and Xuanming's figure instantly vanished. The black mist also scattered and faded away one by one, as if it had never appeared at all.

In the silent sky, a path of colorful auspicious light escaped from the East Sea.

A figure walked slowly upon it, surrounded by Heavenly Flower and Golden Lotus, accompanied by endless Manjus and tassels.

A dense aura of auspiciousness shrouded the entire world.

The figure was clearly far away on the horizon, yet in the blink of an eye, she had arrived! Nuwa had come!

(End of this chapter)