Chapter 89: The Wu Clan Has Already Found Their Way to Death

"What on earth did Brother Tian Yuan do?" Looking at the two figures behind him, Hongyun felt depressed.

He had merely shouted "Brother Tian Yuan" a few times at Mount Buzhou, yet Gonggong and Zhurong were now so murderous.

Zhenyuanzi was equally filled with confusion; even if the Ancestral Witches had a grudge against Tian Yuan, there was no reason to vent their anger on the two of them like this.

He could clearly feel the fury of the two Ancestral Witches, which made Zhenyuanzi dismiss the idea of engaging in a fight.

Although the Ancestral Witches were extraordinary, he and Hongyun were no ordinary beings either; they simply did not want to suffer this unprovoked disaster.

Only Gonggong and Zhurong were in pursuit, but if a fight broke out and the remaining Ancestral Witches all arrived, that would be a headache.

These fellows had thick skin and sturdy flesh, and were difficult to injure with divine abilities or spiritual treasures; they were absolutely the most troublesome opponents in the world.

With a depressed expression, Zhenyuanzi immediately shouted aloud: "Two fellow Daoists, I have some friendship with the Ancestral Witch Houtu, why act like this?"

Like Hongyun, he enjoyed making friends, and he was acquainted with many of the Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao Palace.

As soon as the words left his mouth, he was met with two heaven-shaking roars, and the murderous intent coming from behind grew even stronger.

Zhenyuanzi's face went blank, his heart filled with extreme confusion.

"Zhenyuanzi, why does it feel like they are even angrier?" Hongyun asked from the side, staring with wide eyes.

"I do not know either!" Zhenyuanzi shook his head.

Several thousand years had passed; why did Tian Yuan have such deep enmity with the Wu Clan?

Moreover, mentioning Houtu only made Gonggong and Zhurong even more irritable; was there something else going on among the Ancestral Witches? Glancing at Mount Buzhou beneath him, Zhenyuanzi hurriedly said: "Let us return to Wuzhuang Temple first, and we shall come to see Brother Tian Yuan another time."

Gonggong and Zhurong were in hot pursuit, and the remaining Ancestral Witches were all at the foot of Mount Buzhou.

If they wanted to see Tian Yuan, they would have to wait until before the third sermon.

Although Hongyun felt depressed, he could only nod in agreement.

After just one exchange, he had a rough idea of the Ancestral Witches' strength; without powerful spiritual treasures for protection, they were unusually troublesome.

Having said this, earth-yellow Qi suddenly surged, wrapping around the two of them as they instantly escaped into the ground, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Roar!" Such a familiar method of escape made Gonggong even more manic.

These two fellows were indeed closely related to that stone man, and their ways of doing things were also quite similar.

Gonggong and Zhurong roared in anger, but they did not head toward the Wuzhuang Temple where Zhenyuanzi was located.

Venting their anger on the two of them was entirely because of that stone man, Tian Yuan.

Glaring resentfully in the direction of Wanshou Mountain, Gonggong and Zhurong quickly headed toward the foot of Mount Buzhou.

Meanwhile, in the Eastern Land, three streaks of rosy light streaked across the sky, descending toward Kunlun Mountain.

Just as they approached, the Three Pure Ones, who had been joyful, simultaneously frowned and instantly appeared on the mountaintop.

The array in the mountain had been destroyed, the surroundings were a mess, and many Spiritual Roots were withered and listless.

Yuanshi Tianzun's face darkened, and visible anger could be seen in his eyes. "Who is so bold as to dare intrude upon our Daoist temple!"

In the Primordial world, who did not know that Kunlun Mountain was the Daoist temple of the Three Pure Ones?

They had gone to Purple Heaven Palace to listen to the sermon, yet someone had come here to cause trouble.

Tongtian did not speak, but faint sword intent flickered in his eyes; trespassing in their Daoist temple was a provocation against the Three Pure Ones.

Laozi's face was grim; he beckoned with his right hand into the void, and several figures immediately tumbled down from the air.

"Children, what happened?"

They were formed from the Pangu Primordial Spirit and were among the first batch of Innate Sacred beings to take form in the world; Laozi truly could not understand who would have such audacity.

The few Daoist children who had revealed themselves knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Reporting to the three masters, a thousand years ago, a Great Demon broke into the immortal mountain, and the children were no match." The Daoist children knelt on the ground, pressing their bodies tightly against it.

The array had been torn apart easily, and they had been pinned to the ground, unable to move; they hadn't even seen the intruder clearly.

Hearing this, the Three Pure Ones' expressions sank; someone had actually dared to break into Kunlun Mountain.

Laozi waved his large hand, and magic power surged, weaving into a mirror image in the air.

"Ancestral Witch Dijiang!"

With that roiling Malevolent Qi and the undisguised appearance, Yuanshi Tianzun recognized the other party at a glance.

The Ancestral Witches had some connection to them, so why would they forcibly break into the sacred Kunlun Mountain?

Tongtian looked closely for a moment and said in a deep voice: "This Dijiang seems to be looking for something?"

In the mirror image, Dijiang tore through the array at will, wandered around Kunlun Mountain, and then fled directly.

The mess in the mountain was entirely caused by the Blood Fiend Qi the other party had vented.

"Hmph! To come to our Kunlun Mountain to look for something, this is truly insolent!" Although he said this, Yuanshi Tianzun was clearly not as furious as before.

Other Innate Sacred beings were one thing, but the Ancestral Witches had tough physical bodies and were very troublesome; more importantly, the other party had more brothers than he did.

Laozi raised his eyes slightly, and indifferent words emerged: "Those who do not know the heavenly mandate will eventually perish in heaven and earth!"

Although he had the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda to protect him, Laozi did not intend to go and settle the score.

For a fellow who could traverse Chaos with his physical body, even the merit treasure might not be able to cause injury; if they fought, he might be the one to end up in a sorry state.

Putting away the mirror image in the air and waving the Daoist children away, the Three Pure Ones did not speak of the Ancestral Witches again.

They had benefited greatly from the Second Sermon at Purple Heaven Palace, and closing their doors for quiet cultivation was what was important.

Stepping into the Quasi-Saint realm was their primary task.

A group of figures streaked across the Primordial Starry Sky and landed together on the Thirty-Three Heavens; they were the Demon Emperor and several Demon Saints of the Demon Court.

As soon as Di Jun and Taiyi appeared, their faces were filled with great joy.

In just a few thousand years, the fortune of the Demon Court had skyrocketed, which was somewhat beyond their expectations.

Figures hurried over from the distance; they were the few Demon Saints who had remained to guard the Demon Court, followed by many Great Demons.

Scanning those figures, Di Jun's Divine Sense quickly enveloped the Demon Court, and his eyes brightened once more.

During the time they had been away, not only had many Great Demons defected to them, but the number of the Demon Race had also doubled.

"Congratulations to the Demon Emperor! The Demon Court's fortune is like a rainbow; ruling the ten thousand races of the Primordial World is just around the corner!" Fuxi clearly sensed the changes in the Demon Court, his face full of joy.

Baize and the others accompanying him also offered loud congratulations, each one beaming with joy. Having already been to Purple Heaven Palace to listen to the Dao, the fact that the Demon Court's fortune was now even greater meant that the fortune enveloping them had also surged.

With fortune added to one's body, cultivation yields twice the result with half the effort; how could one not be happy and excited?

Regarding the future of the Demon Court, they were all filled with hope.

"Greetings to the Demon Emperor!" The arriving Demon Saints bowed and offered their respects.

"Good, good, good!" Di Jun looked up and laughed, then said loudly, "Return to the hall to discuss matters!"

Taiyi, who was to the side, nodded slightly toward Di Jun and Fuxi, then headed straight for the Sun Palace.

Regarding the departure of the Eastern Emperor, Fuxi and the others were not surprised at all.

Everyone in the Demon Court knew that Eastern Emperor Taiyi loved quiet and had no interest in the affairs of the Demon Court.

Listening to the report from the Demon Saint below, Di Jun frowned and asked in confusion, "Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches are ravaging the Primordial land?"

Almost all the famous Innate Sacreds of the Primordial World had gone to Purple Heaven Palace; who else would require the Ancestral Witches to take action?

He had not expected the growth in the number of the Demon Race in the Demon Court to be the work of the Ancestral Witches.

The Demon Saint Chitie below nodded and continued, "I do not know who provoked the Ancestral Witches into a rage, but that Dijiang even forcibly broke into Kunlun Immortal Mountain, leaving the mountain top in a mess."

"Forcibly broke into Kunlun Mountain?" Di Jun was surprised, finding it somewhat unbelievable.

Kunlun was the territory of the Three Pure Ones; although the Three Pure Ones and the Ancestral Witches both claimed to be Pangu Orthodox, they had never fought each other.

Why would the Ancestral Witches act this way while the Three Pure Ones were at Purple Heaven Palace?

Although that group of brutes was annoying, they still had some pride and would not commit such deeds.

The Demon Saint Chitie shook his head; the Ancestral Witches were powerful, and he only found out after sending people to investigate afterward.

Seeming to have thought of something, Chitie said again, "Also, there is a Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain."

As he spoke, Chitie paused slightly, a trace of suspicion in his eyes.

Before the Demon Emperor went to Purple Heaven Palace, he had sent him to pay special attention to the movements of the Wu Clan; who would have thought that a daring figure would pop up on Mount Buzhou.

He had provoked the Ancestral Witches with the strength of one person; if it weren't for the many Ancestral Witches gathering at the foot of Mount Buzhou, he would have wanted to go to Mount Buzhou himself to recommend that Great Demon to the Demon Emperor.

"Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain?" Di Jun muttered, his gaze turning toward Fuxi.

Without a doubt, the stone man Chitie spoke of was certainly Tian Yuan.

This fellow had previously snatched away his second brother's opportunity and later rejected Fuxi's invitation to join the Demon Court.

Meeting Di Jun's gaze, Fuxi could not help but ask, "How is that stone man?"

Nuwa, who had been absent-minded in the hall, was also looking toward Chitie at this moment.

Feeling the gazes of the several Demon Emperors, Chitie straightened his back and hurriedly recounted the stone man's actions one by one.

Listening to Chitie's words, Nuwa and Fuxi looked at each other, somewhat unable to understand Tian Yuan's actions.

They had not been in contact with Tian Yuan for long, but they could still roughly discern the other's personality.

For so many years, he had never been known by outsiders, and he hadn't even gone to Purple Heaven Palace; he must be a person of bitter cultivation.

How did Tian Yuan, who guarded the Spiritual Root on Mount Buzhou, suddenly come into conflict with the Wu Clan?

Di Jun, at the head, laughed heartily and said happily, "It seems that in a few days, the Emperor Xi will have to make a trip to Mount Buzhou."

In Di Jun's view, since Tian Yuan had a conflict with the Ancestral Witches, it was only a matter of time before he turned to the Demon Court.

The Demon Court wanted to rule the ten thousand races of the Primordial World, and the Wu Clan was the first to bear the brunt. Tian Yuan could not withstand the twelve Ancestral Witches alone; joining the Demon Court was inevitable.

Fuxi nodded; he had felt some regret for failing to pull Tian Yuan into the Demon Court last time, and this might be an opportunity.

Just at this moment, a rumbling sound faintly came from below the Demon Court, accompanied by a violent aura.

Di Jun did not need to sense the sharp fluctuations to know they came from the Ancestral Witches.

"Baize, go and see what happened?"

"Yes, Demon Emperor!"

Baize turned and left, returning in a hurry a moment later.

"Reporting to the Demon Emperor, it is the Ancestral Witches Gonggong and Zhurong chasing and killing Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun." Baize, cupping his hands, responded quickly.

Chasing and killing Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun? Many people in the hall were stunned, but Di Jun at the head looked up and laughed.

"The Ancestral Witches do not know the number of heaven; they have already brought death upon themselves!"

Ravaging the Primordial land, forcibly breaking into Kunlun Immortal Mountain, and now chasing and killing Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi. Making enemies everywhere like this, it seemed the Wu Clan had reached its end.

Rubbing his chin, Di Jun was thinking about whether he could also recruit Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun into the Demon Court.

He had previously befriended the two at Purple Heaven Palace, but unfortunately, which Innate Sacred was not of noble status and overflowing with pride?

Thinking this, Di Jun's gaze unconsciously swept over Fuxi, and he felt even more affection in his heart.

In the Primordial world, only Emperor Xi truly pleased him!

"The Demon Emperor is absolutely right!" Meeting Di Jun's gaze, Fuxi naturally echoed loudly.

Then he stepped out, and a graceful voice came: "Just now, my heart had a feeling, and I divined a hexagram that can make the Demon Court's fortune soar."

Di Jun, who was already happy, had his eyes light up and asked impatiently, "What is the hexagram, Emperor Xi? Speak quickly."

Di Jun had great faith in Fuxi's Divination Art.

For so many years, every one of Fuxi's suggestions had been incomparably correct.

Fuxi said with a smile, "This matter still requires the help of the two fairies, Xihe and Changxi."

Xihe and Changxi, who were waiting on the side, were stunned, their expressions somewhat surprised; they did not expect the matter to actually have anything to do with them.

They were not weak in the Demon Court, but they could not help with anything.

Di Jun looked at the two fairies on the side and asked with curiosity, "Emperor Xi, stop speaking in riddles."

After speaking, Di Jun even strode down.

Seeing this, Fuxi no longer hid it and began to explain in detail.

(End of chapter)