Chapter 84: Dijiang's Suspicion

Seeing Gonggong come and go in a flash, Tian Yuan crawled out, his face filled with joy.

After a brief moment of hesitation, he immediately dashed off in the opposite direction of Gonggong.

The Ancestral Witches were busy searching the entire Primordial World for the Pangu Heart; it was the perfect opportunity for him to fish in troubled waters.

He wanted the Pangu Heart, but the Wu Clan living on the Primordial World land could not be left behind either.

The task of dredging and purifying the Earth Veins was still waiting for them.

After a slight hesitation, Tian Yuan did not extinguish the trace left by the green python.

Such an incident had just occurred at the Pangu Temple; if he immediately erased that aura and Gonggong sensed it, it would be easy for him to guess that Tian Yuan had been putting on an act all along.

The Ancestral Witches had even learned to set ambushes; Tian Yuan sometimes doubted if these fellows truly had no brains.

Perhaps the Wu Clan felt that brains were of no use, so they felt as if they had no brains.

Even if the Ancestral Witches knew he was capturing Wu people everywhere right now, he feared they would have no time to tangle with him.

With the cultivation of a Great Luo Golden Immortal Peak, Tian Yuan's figure swept past, and all the Wu people in the tribe vanished.

To increase his speed, Tian Yuan still left no chicken or dog behind.

As for the Wu people below the Golden Immortal realm, it would be enough to spit them out at the foot of Mount Buzhou when the time came.

"The trip to the Pangu Temple can be called perfect!" Tian Yuan glanced at the horizon, feeling very satisfied in his heart.

The surging Blood Fiend Qi of the Ancestral Witches could be clearly sensed even from a distance of hundreds of millions of miles.

Like bright, moving signal lights, it was not difficult at all to avoid them; it was too convenient to act.

In another direction of the Eastern Land, Huluwa's figure paused, and he looked up at the horizon.

"Conceal your aura." With a soft whisper, he also held his breath and focused, letting not a single ripple leak out.

Gungun was just about to ask, but immediately shut his mouth, looking into the distance with slight fear.

That patch of sky was flashing with thunder, and the thick Blood Fiend Qi surged like blood waves, crushing a large area of space.

A terrifying figure escaped from within, rushing toward their direction with wild momentum; it was the Ancestral Witch Xizi.

Gungun swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his gaze frequently looking toward Huluwa.

The other stood on the side, also observing the distance, his small face also carrying a grave expression, but he did not move.

The surrounding space began to become oppressive and stifling; Gungun felt that even breathing was somewhat difficult.

Fortunately, the figure in the sky flashed past without stopping.

Just as Gungun let out a breath, he saw another violent figure flash across from a different direction and disappear into the horizon.

Judging by the situation of the Ancestral Witches, it seemed they were looking for something on the Primordial World land.

Watching the departing Ancestral Witches, Gungun said in a low voice, "Little Master, let's go back to Mount Buzhou."

In a thousand years, he estimated they had taken away tens of millions of Wu people; if the Wu Clan found out about this, he dared not imagine the consequences.

He did not know if the Ancestral Witches were looking for the two of them, but the aura they vented was truly too terrifying.

These Ancestral Witches were not as gentle as Master Houtu.

"The Ancestral Witches aren't looking for us; with me here, there's no need to be afraid." Huluwa hopped onto Gungun's back and gently patted the other's little head.

They hadn't even swept clean a single tribe under an Ancestral Witch's jurisdiction, so how could they go back?

On this trip down the mountain, the number of Wu people he captured must exceed Father Mountain.

Huluwa remained full of confidence, while Gungun could only wear a sorrowful face, which was written full of reluctance.

The many Ancestral Witches roamed the Primordial World, their crazy, bloodthirsty aura undisguised.

The Demon Race still living on the Primordial World land all trembled, many hiding in deep mountains and old forests, not daring to have the slightest movement.

More of the remaining Demon Race fled toward the Primordial Starry Sky as if running for their lives.

They did not know what the Ancestral Witches were doing, but at this moment, only the Demon Court could give them a shred of security.

And the Wu Clan in the many tribes were likewise stunned by the numerous Ancestral Witches.

They watched the figures rampaging through the sky, having no idea what had happened.

The Great Witches in the tribes wanted to find their own Ancestral Witches; they could communicate in the past, but now there was simply no response.

The Ancestral Witch figures that occasionally flashed past were also in a hurry, as if searching for something.

A thousand years flashed by; Dijiang roamed the Primordial sky, his expression gloomily terrifying.

He tried to contact the remaining Ancestral Witches; after a moment, the killing intent shrouding his body grew even thicker.

They had also found nothing; although they had not searched the entire Primordial World land, they had trodden over quite a few places in the East.

Yet for such a long time, the Ancestral Witches had not sensed even a tiny bit of aura.

Father God's heart seemed to have vanished into thin air, leaving behind no traces.

"How could this be? Who exactly is it?" Dijiang roared hoarsely, the two pairs of wings on his back shaking rapidly.

The thick, materialized Blood Fiend Qi beat against the surrounding void like sea waves.

The Pangu Temple was difficult to enter without being a Great Witch, let alone inside the Blood Pool.

That Father God's heart could be lost was something he had never dared to imagine before.

The Primordial World was the world opened by Father God; what living being had such ability to steal Father God's heart?

Dijiang's gaze looked toward the Primordial Starry Sky; the Second Sermon at Purple Heaven Palace had already begun, and those Innate Sacreds had almost all headed to Purple Heaven Palace.

Moreover, mere Innate Sacreds did not have the ability to escape into the depths of the Blood Pool, let alone take away Father God's heart.

Those with this ability, perhaps that one in the Chaos Zixiao Palace, or perhaps they... As this thought turned in his mind, Dijiang pondered for a moment and turned to head toward Kunlun Mountain.

The Ancestral Witches were transformed from Father God's Essence Blood, and Father God's Primordial Spirit transformed into the Three Pure Ones; these three also had a high possibility.

His figure fleeing rapidly, Dijiang arrived above the Kunlun Immortal Mountain.

His violent aura had no trace of concealment; just as his figure was about to descend, he saw dense array patterns flashing, and a simple array rose, shrouding Kunlun Mountain. Dijiang let out a roar, and his violent figure rushed up; immediately, brilliant light rose.

The Array shrouding Mount Buzhou was directly torn open by him crudely, and the thick Blood Fiend Qi swept across the entire Kunlun Immortal Mountain.

The immortal beasts in the mountain trembled in fear, and several young Daoist acolytes also lay miserably on the ground, their faces filled with terror.

"No! No! How could it be gone!!!" Dijiang roared and bellowed, his bloodthirsty gaze fixed in the direction of Chaos.

Apart from that Saint of the Primordial World, Dijiang could not think of anyone else with such ability.

The Consciousness Space previously connected to Father God's heart had vanished, and now even the heart itself had been stolen.

Consciousness Space, will... the will of Mount Buzhou! A figure flashed through Dijiang's mind again, the Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain, and his heart gave a fierce jolt.

Since the other party could even control the will of Father God, who knew what other methods they possessed.

Although that Stone Man's cultivation was not deep, thinking about it this way, Dijiang felt it was truly possible.

After all, for such a long time, they had not figured out what exactly was going on with this Stone Man.

Clearly just a Great Demon, how could they master the will of Mount Buzhou?

It was just that back then, several of them, the Ancestral Witches, were all lying in wait for the other party, and the Stone Man had never left Mount Buzhou.

Previously, he had guessed that it might have something to do with Tian Yuan, but he was somewhat unwilling to believe this result, because only the Ancestral Witches knew that Father God's heart was in the depths of the Blood Pool.

This meant that this was definitely not a result Houtu wanted to see.

Dijiang took a deep breath and immediately communicated with Gonggong; now he had no other choice.

Gonggong, who was currently rampaging and wreaking havoc across the Primordial World, paused, a flash of astonishment crossing his eyes.

"Tian Yuan's doing?" Gonggong said with a sunken face, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Although it felt somewhat strange, Gonggong did not overthink it and immediately calmed his mind.

Yet, whether it was because the distance was too great or because Tian Yuan had already sensed it, he could not feel the traces left by the green python.

Gonggong glanced at Mount Buzhou on the horizon and flew off.

The Eastern Land was so vast, and with his beloved pet green python gone, if Tian Yuan were determined to hide, he would not be able to find the other party.

No matter where Tian Yuan was at this moment, returning to guard Mount Buzhou would definitely not be wrong.

Gonggong, who was about to traverse the void, immediately stopped his movement and looked downward.

That seemed to be the tribe of the Ancestral Witch Tianwu; towering stone pillars stood tall, yet there was not a single soul in the tribe.

Gonggong dove down, his face instantly turning furious. "It's that damned Stone Man!"

The scene before him was all too familiar; an empty Ancestral Witch tribe was definitely Tian Yuan's doing.

This hateful Stone Man was actually taking advantage of the chaos to loot.

Furious in his heart, Gonggong hurriedly restrained his own aura.

It was very likely that this Stone Man had stolen Father God's heart and taken the opportunity to capture the Wu Clan on a large scale.

For so many years, the only one in the Primordial World who could so openly oppose their Wu Clan was this person.

In that case, back on Mount Buzhou, all of them, the Ancestral Witches, had been played by Tian Yuan.

Having foolishly waited under Mount Buzhou for such a long time, Gonggong felt his chest about to burst at the thought.

Taking a deep breath, he began to communicate with the surrounding spiritual plants and instantly learned the direction in which the culprit had departed.

Along the way, he passed one desolate Wu Clan tribe after another, and the anger in Gonggong's chest grew even more intense.

Flying at high speed, he finally caught sight of the figure capturing the Wu Clan everywhere.

"Why is it not Tian Yuan?" Seeing the child in the distance, Gonggong looked suspicious.

Huluwa, who had just finished collecting a tribe of the Wu Clan in the distance, felt a chill in his heart and hurriedly looked back.

"Discovered by an Ancestral Witch, run!" He put away the Treasure Gourd and patted the Iron-Eating Beast beneath him.

Into Gungun's body, he poured the five laws of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth from his fair, tender little hands.

If he were empty-handed, he wouldn't mind sparring with an Ancestral Witch.

But since he was currently carrying tens of millions of Wu people, if he were surrounded and defeated by the Ancestral Witch, he would ruin the great mission of Father Mountain; Huluwa knew the importance of the situation.

Hearing that an Ancestral Witch had appeared, Gungun became even more panicked.

Without needing Huluwa's instruction, he had already bolted toward Mount Buzhou.

The man and the beast dove into the ground, escaping through stone when encountering stone, through wood when encountering wood, and through water when encountering water, moving at super speed.

"Where are you going!"

With a loud roar from Gonggong, the black dragon beneath his feet let out a dragon chant to the sky, riding the wind and waves in pursuit.

With his Great Luo Golden Immortal Peak cultivation, Gonggong instantly closed in on the two, and the surging Blood Fiend Qi was the first to shroud them.

Gungun felt as if needles were pricking his back and cried out with a mournful face: "Little Master, we're about to be caught."

Huluwa, however, was not in a hurry; he glanced back twice and muttered: "Python head and human body, wearing black scales, stepping on a black dragon, hands... hmm, this is the Ancestral Witch Gonggong, who fears the Innate Wutu Divine Thunder the most."

As he spoke, Huluwa patted the Treasure Gourd at his waist, and instantly several earth-yellow thunder dragons escaped, swallowing the approaching Blood Fiend Qi in one gulp.

With a few dragon chants, the thunder dragons exploded in the air, turning into thunder across the sky and blocking Gonggong's path.

Huluwa did not hide his voice, and Gonggong heard it clearly as well, his face instantly twitching repeatedly.

"Tian Yuan! That damned Tian Yuan! That damned Stone Man!"

No need to think, this child must have a connection to Tian Yuan, knowing that the Innate Wutu Divine Thunder restrained him.

And at this moment, Gonggong also saw the Demon Beast beneath the other party.

An Iron-Eating Beast, the pet of his little sister Houtu.

The Stone Man stole the heart; could it also have something to do with his little sister? Seeming to have thought of something, Gonggong's face became even uglier! (End of this chapter)