Chapter 90: The First Great Witch-Demon War Begins

"It seems it really went toward the Netherworld!" Tian Yuan looked at the Wangchuan River spanning before him and muttered in a low voice.

The moment he planned to search for Houtu, the first place Tian Yuan thought of was the Underworld.

After all, even without his interference, Houtu would not perish in the Great Calamity, but would transform into Lady Houtu and become the master of the Underworld.

Houtu transforming into Reincarnation, although a result of schemes, undoubtedly proved that she was indeed related to the Underworld.

Perhaps it was not just Houtu; the twelve Ancestral Witches should all have a connection to the Underworld.

With this thought, Tian Yuan headed straight for the space beneath the Earth Vein, fleeing toward the direction of the Netherworld.

A familiar place; the Wangchuan River lay quietly across the void, blocking his path forward.

As soon as one approached, blood-colored water would rise from the river, still corroding the will of Mount Buzhou.

However, the living beings he had occasionally seen last time were not spotted in the Wangchuan River this time.

After Tian Yuan investigated for a while to no avail, he simply swept forward along the Wangchuan River.

He flew at high speed for a hundred years, yet who would have thought the Wangchuan River still showed no end. Just like at the beginning, it flowed through the quiet void.

"The time is about right; it's time to try."

Glancing at the trickling blood-colored water, Tian Yuan fled toward the space above his head.

Before long, the familiar blood mist appeared, then gradually became thick until it turned into rolling blood waves.

Forcing his way in, Tian Yuan easily sensed the existence of the Earth Vein, and then appeared within the earlier Earth Vein.

It was indeed the same as the sky; he had clearly flown for such a long time along the Wangchuan River.

Yet flying straight upward, it was still the original location, the original Earth Vein.

There was no fluctuation of Space Law around, which meant it was not a folding of space.

Scanning the space above his head, Tian Yuan muttered softly: "It seems it still has to do with the will!"

The Heavenly Dao Will shrouds the Primordial Starry Sky, the Earthly Dao Will occupies the Netherworld, and the Humanity Will gathers all things and spirits of the Primordial World.

The Heaven, Earth, and Man Three Daos of the Primordial World should have complemented each other, but now they were inexplicably separated.

This was likely the key reason why he could not see the billions of stars and could not find the Netherworld Prefecture.

However, the scene before him further confirmed the guess in Tian Yuan's heart: Houtu had likely crossed the Wangchuan River.

Returning to the sacred mountain, Tian Yuan scanned the many Earth Veins in the Eastern Land, and his figure slowly disappeared.

The will of Mount Buzhou had not yet fully recovered, let alone communicating with the Heavenly Dao and Earthly Dao; this was a long-term matter.

As for Houtu, he could only wait for her to return on her own.

Tian Yuan appeared on Mount Buzhou; Huluwa, who was cultivating in the distance, woke up at the first moment and immediately ran over.

"Father Mountain!"

Tian Yuan nodded, scanned the foot of Mount Buzhou, and asked softly: "Has anything happened in the Primordial World?"

After not seeing it for a period of time, dense stone pillars had been erected in the direction of the Pangu Temple.

The Wu Clan tribes there were endless; clearly, the Ancestral Witches had gathered all the Wu Clan here.

"Nothing much happened, only that two people came to Mount Buzhou to look for Father Mountain a while ago, and were chased away by Gonggong." Huluwa shook his head, then remembered Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi who had flashed past Mount Buzhou.

The Second Sermon at Purple Heaven Palace was almost over; Tian Yuan did not expect Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi to come looking for him.

Hearing that Gonggong had vented his anger on Zhenyuanzi and the other, he also felt a wave of depression in his heart.

These Ancestral Witches were probably not just full of anger; they were just holding it in while clearing the Earth Veins.

The first Witch-Demon War was about to begin, and he needed to prepare; this was also the direct reason why Tian Yuan stopped searching for Houtu.

If he wanted to capture the Ancestral Witches, besides breaking through to Hunyuan Golden Immortal, he had to fish in troubled waters during the Witch-Demon War.

Whether it was the Ancestral Witches or the Demon Saints and Great Demons of the Demon Court, they would all be Tian Yuan's targets.

The Demon Race's purification and clearing of Earth Veins were a bit slow, but they could be fully compensated for by quantity.

No matter how large the number of the Wu Clan was, it could not compare to the ten thousand races of the Primordial World.

Of the three Main Veins of the Eastern Land, Tian Yuan had reserved one for the Demon Race of the Primordial World.

In the original trajectory, after the Second Sermon at Purple Heaven Palace ended, the first Witch-Demon War broke out.

Because the Demon Emperor had not yet comprehended the Zhou Tian Star Formation, they were no match for the Ancestral Witches and suffered a crushing defeat.

But now that Houtu was missing, the Ancestral Witches could not condense the Twelve Capital Divine Array, so it was hard to say who was stronger and who was weaker.

This kind of evenly matched situation was undoubtedly more suitable for Tian Yuan's actions.

Just at this moment, a 'Clang' sound suddenly rang out from the firmament, accompanied by solemn words.

"I am Demon Emperor Di Jun. In one hundred years, I will become dao companions with Fairy Changxi and Fairy Xihe of the Lunar Star and hold a Heavenly Marriage. All living beings of the Primordial World may come to congratulate us!"

The voice rang out three times, echoing through the Primordial World accompanied by the sound of bells.

Before the Dao sound faded, golden lotuses and Heavenly Flowers suddenly emerged in the firmament, and ethereal immortal music drifted through the sky. At the same time, a large mass of golden merit fell, turned into three portions, and descended into the Demon Court.

"Merit falls even before the marriage has begun." Tian Yuan muttered, his expression somewhat strange.

A long time ago, he had also been very eager for merit, but now he had no thoughts about it.

Because he did not know now whether this merit was a reward from the world or a gift from the Heavenly Dao.

In the entire Primordial World, if one spoke of blessings to the world, who could compare to him?

He had captured so many Wu Clan members and cleared dozens of Branch Veins, yet he had not seen any rewards; the only harvest was probably that the Pangu Heart had acknowledged him. Sweeping his peripheral vision toward the distant horizon, Tian Yuan saw a familiar figure flying over quickly.

He did not hesitate and instructed Huluwa: "Just say I am in closed-door cultivation."

The one coming was Fuxi; needless to say, it must be to invite him to the Demon Court to offer congratulations.

Tian Yuan had no interest in such eating and drinking matters; he still preferred gnawing on the stones of Mount Buzhou.

With this time, it would be better to cultivate well on Mount Buzhou and prepare for the Witch-Demon War.

Moreover, once he went to the Demon Court, everyone would become familiar faces, and it would be difficult to strike from the shadows later.

On Mount Buzhou, as long as Tian Yuan was unwilling, no one could find him.

Huluwa naturally nodded and agreed to Tian Yuan's instructions.

In a silent valley, Huluwa subsequently appeared and handed over an invitation glowing with a faint light.

"Father Mountain! That Fuxi said he wants you to go to the Demon Court to offer congratulations, and the Demon Court has always kept a position of Demon Emperor reserved for you."

Tian Yuan took the invitation and took a look, then immediately put it into his mouth, crunching it into pieces.

"Not bad! It is actually crafted from Chaos Meteor Iron; it seems this Di Jun has indeed put in the effort."

The Demon Emperors were all his pre-prepared little experts for mining, and Tian Yuan did not have the spare time for this.

If he were to capture the two Demon Emperors when the time came, with their haughty little tempers, there would be nowhere to put his face.

In the Thirty-Three Heavens, everyone in the Demon Court looked at the merit falling from the sky, all with shocked expressions; even Di Jun, who was enveloped by the merit, was no exception. "Emperor Xi is truly a great talent!" Di Jun could not help but shout aloud.

Regarding the Heavenly Marriage, he naturally followed Fuxi's suggestion, not expecting such a heaven-shaking commotion.

It would have been fine if it were just the Demon Master Kunpeng having merit for creating the Demon Script; for him to just take Xihe and Changxi as Dao companions and have the heaven and earth offer congratulations was truly unexpected.

Following the descent of the merit, fortune gathered from the heaven and earth once again.

This change undoubtedly solidified what was in Di Jun's heart: the Demon Court ought to rule the ten thousand races and govern the Primordial World.

Listening to the loud congratulations all around, Di Jun laughed toward the sky, looking high-spirited and vigorous.

With this omen, many living beings would surely come to offer congratulations; then he could win over a group of Innate Sacreds and strengthen the Demon Court.

Fuxi's suggestion was truly killing three birds with one stone! Just as Di Jun thought, the Innate Sacreds who had originally intended to cultivate in seclusion, seeing the merit descend, all accepted the Demon Court's invitation, and many headed to the Thirty-Three Heavens to witness the Heavenly Marriage.

On the Primordial World, streaks of rosy light fled toward the Demon Court, while the many Ancestral Witches of the Wu Clan were secretly furious.

"To have merit just for finding a Dao companion is truly absurd!" Zhuo Jiuyin looked up at the firmament, his expression quite disdainful.

Only by having merit for the heaven and earth can one be rewarded with merit.

The last time, that Kunpeng creating the Demon Script could still be justified as strengthening the Demon Race and enriching the food for the Wu Clan, but they could not see through this current matter.

Zhurong breathed heavily and said in a muffled voice: "If it weren't for that stone man being detestable, we should have attacked the Demon Court and disrupted his so-called Heavenly Marriage."

The Demon Court was wantonly recruiting demons, and earlier Di Jun and Taiyi were even more arrogant in wanting to rule the ten thousand races; they would have a battle sooner or later.

Looking at his brothers who were all fuming, Dijiang opened his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Cultivate with a calm heart."

Although the Demon Court was annoying, at this very moment, Dijiang only wanted to find that space.

Controlling the will of Mount Buzhou and gaining the recognition of Mount Buzhou was the top priority.

As for the mere Demon Race, he, Dijiang, did not take them into his eyes at all.

The Primordial World was opened by Father God and should be governed by their Wu Clan; the Demon Court would not do, and the stone man would not do either.

The Primordial World returned to calm once again, with only the Thirty-Three Heavens being exceptionally lively and full of joy.

Time flowed slowly, and Tian Yuan sat quietly in Mount Buzhou, his whole body enveloped in dazzling white light.

Clang! A heaven-shaking sound startled Tian Yuan from his cultivation.

Opening his eyes, Tian Yuan was instantly overjoyed, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Huluwa, who was also woken up beside him, shouted with slight annoyance: "What on earth is this Demon Court doing, ringing the bell all day long? Is it not letting people cultivate in peace?"

But before he could finish speaking, Huluwa widened his eyes, looking at the firmament in surprise.

"The Ancestral Witches do not know the number of heaven, do not know the will of heaven; the Wu Clan is wreaking havoc on the Primordial World, wantonly devouring the ten thousand races, and causing chaos in the world, which the heaven and earth resent. Now, I, Di Jun, lead the ten thousand races of the Demon Court to crusade against them, to purify the Primordial World!"

The voice shook the wilderness and echoed throughout the entire Primordial World, shocking the hearts of countless living beings.

The first Witch-Demon war had finally begun; the best time to capture Ancestral Witches and Demon Saints had arrived.

Listening to the rumbling sound in his ears, a strange look flashed across Tian Yuan's face.

So even in the world of immortal cultivation, war required finding a reason for oneself.

Almost the moment the voice sounded, several roars exploded at the foot of Mount Buzhou, and violent auras surged up, rushing straight into the sky.

"Father Mountain! We can take action in secret!" Huluwa stood up, his eyes filled with excitement.

Huluwa had always kept in mind the matter of capturing the Wu Clan to dredge the Earth Veins, and now he had finally waited for the opportunity.

Tian Yuan nodded and said softly: "The Demon Race at the Great Luo Golden Immortal level must not be left out either."

The manifestation of the Three Thousand Laws was also a goal Tian Yuan had always been pursuing.

Last time they captured many Great Witches, and the laws manifested among them were already in the dozens, but it was still far from enough.

In Tian Yuan's line of sight, a scorching sun streaked across, heading straight for the Primordial World.

(End of this chapter)