Honghuang: Oh no, the witch clan has produced an idea king! Chapter 058

At this moment, Gonggong mocked:

“You gotta be kidding!”

“With that mouth of yours, it’d be a miracle if you didn’t start a fight there, so of course you can’t go…”

The two were about to argue again.

Xuanming’s face was also filled with speechlessness!

The Ancestral Witches occasionally listened to her, but out of a brother’s love for his sister, Xuanming ultimately didn’t possess the same prestige as Dijang or Zhujiuyin…

Wu Tian quickly said:

“Brother Gonggong also stays home to guard!”

Now that was good.

Zhurong immediately stopped being angry, smiling mischievously as he looked at Gonggong, with a look that said, ‘you’re not so great either’…

With these two troublemakers gone.

Next, Wu Tian quickly discussed with the other Ancestral Witches. Besides the three Ancestral Witches who had given birth to nascent souls, there were also Jumang, Rushou, Qiangliang, and Xizi.

A total of seven people would go to observe the ceremony!

Then the Ancestral Witches dispersed, first returning to their tribes to give instructions, and arranging tribal matters with the Grand Witches under their command…

When Zhurong was about to leave.

Wu Tian suddenly grabbed his arm, and under Zhurong’s surprised gaze, walked outside the Houtu Divine Palace, quietly asking:

“Brother Zhurong!”

“Where do you get the Ancestral Dragon’s essence blood? The Ancestral Dragon has already returned to the heavens and earth, its true spirit transforming into the spirit of the earth veins, its body transforming into the Yellow River…”

When the Ancestral Dragon had fallen before.

Houtu had forcefully taken three drops of Ancestral Dragon essence blood, which Wu Tian had already refined into himself, but who would ever have too much of such a good thing?

Zhurong immediately chuckled.

“I naturally know what you’re talking about!”

“The Ancestral Dragon is dead… but the Dragon Clan is still here! I don’t believe that old fellow didn’t leave something for the Dragon Clan!”

Saying this, he lightly patted Wu Tian’s arm.

“Don’t worry!”

“Leave this matter to me. If the Dragon Clan doesn’t hand it over, just watch me boil their Four Seas and capture all the dragons to be blood food…”

Wu Tian’s expression changed.

“How about we don’t…”

The Dragon Clan carried deep karma. They had barely managed to preserve a portion of their destiny by the Ancestral Dragon’s sacrifice, so why provoke them at this time?

But before he could finish.

Zhurong said with a chuckle:

“Just don’t worry about it!”

Then, with an ‘I understand you’ expression, he patted Wu Tian’s shoulder again and transformed into a crimson profound light, departing!

Wu Tian didn’t know what to say.

“Forget it…”

“Let the Dragon Clan suffer a bit!”

Anyway, Zhurong would bear the infamy, and Wu Tian felt that if the Dragon Clan really had Ancestral Dragon essence blood, they wouldn’t stubbornly refuse to give it up…

As long as they were sensible.

Zhurong wouldn’t do anything to them!

Then he turned and walked back into the Houtu Divine Palace, waiting for the Ancestral Witches to arrange their affairs, and then set off together.

…

After everyone had gathered.

Xuanming and Houtu simultaneously made their moves. Instantly, an immensely thick power of law formed a profound light barrier, sweeping everyone up and rushing straight to the Ninth Heaven.

Towards the direction of the Great Desolate Starry Sky.

The place Dijun and the others chose was neither the Sun Star, nor the dojos of Fuxi and Nuwa, and Buzhou Mountain was even more unsuitable, having been claimed by the Witch Clan as their tribal land.

So they simply chose the Great Desolate Starry Sky!

When Wu Tian and the others passed through the howling Ninth Heaven’s (Gangfeng – Astral Wind), and flew into the vast and boundless Great Desolate Starry Sky, they directly headed towards the Sun Star…

They quickly approached the Sun Star.

The closer they got, the stronger the oppressive feeling of the blazing sun became. The intensely hot True Solar Flames made the cold and desolate Great Desolate Starry Sky less monotonous!

Wu Tian looked towards the Sun Star from afar, his eyes swirling with divine light. Even from a great distance, he could see the enormous Fusang Divine Tree…

Wu Tian marveled in his heart:

“Truly formidable!”

As one of the Ten Great Innate Spiritual Roots, the Fusang Tree was extremely powerful. Blazing True Solar Flames burned on it, and Dijun and Taiyi, these two Golden Crows, were gestated on the Fusang Divine Tree.

Looking from such a distance.

One could feel its imposing aura!

Clearly, its strength was immensely powerful, but such a powerful Fusang Tree had never transformed. Wu Tian muttered in his heart:

Is it because its true form is too strong?

All innate beings, the stronger their physical body, the harder it was for them to transform. Like the Northern Sea Black Tortoise whose four limbs were later cut off, its physical body was too strong for its nascent soul to bear!

Presumably, the Fusang Tree was the same.

Then another thought popped into Wu Tian’s mind:

“If I could get a branch of the Fusang Tree, I could try to plant it successfully…”

Once the thought arose.

It was impossible to suppress!

He immediately began to ponder in his mind, considering how to obtain it from Dijun.

Currently, there was no formal opposition between Dijun and the Witch Clan, nor were there so many disputes, so perhaps there was indeed an opportunity…

While he was thinking.

A profound light suddenly appeared in front!

A huge golden palace appeared in the Great Desolate Starry Sky, backed by the Sun Star, supported by the River Map and Luo Book, emitting endless radiance…

Within it, myriad living beings gathered.

Above the golden palace, streaks of profound light were dense, and the Dao rhyme was abundant… These were the numerous great cultivators who had come to observe the ceremony, each occupying a section of the void!

Dijun, Taiyi, Fuxi, and Nuwa gathered together, directly above the golden palace. Above them hung Taiyi’s Chaos Bell, suppressing this space.

The four estimated the time.

Just as they felt it was about right, they suddenly looked forward in unison, their expressions drastically changing…

The other great cultivators who had arrived early.

Originally meditating cross-legged in the void, they also opened their eyes, looking at the rapidly approaching profound light of law, their eyes filled with curiosity and surprise!

“Oh?”

Only Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun, after clearly seeing the arrivals, instantly showed joyful smiles on their faces. Hong Yun even quietly transmitted a message:

“Haha…”

“Brother Zhen Yuan, I told you your worries were unnecessary! Look, isn’t Brother Wu Tian here?”

Zhen Yuanzi nodded with a light laugh.

Being invited by Dijun to observe the ceremony, he naturally couldn’t refuse, but he was worried that the Ancestral Witches would cause trouble. If that happened, he wouldn’t know how to act!

Stand by and watch?

Or help Brother Wu Tian?

“Hoo…”

Zhen Yuanzi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Dijun also suddenly fell silent, his brows slightly furrowed, and he muttered to himself:

“They actually came?”

When he had extended the invitation before.

He had never expected the Ancestral Witches to come and observe the ceremony. He just didn’t want to give anyone a reason to criticize him, to avoid stirring up conflict at such an important moment of establishing a clan.

He hadn’t expected the Witch Clan to actually come!

Dijun’s gaze grew even stranger…

At this moment, Taiyi suddenly stood up, his face full of solemnity, but before he could say anything, he was blocked by a gentle force, and Dijun’s voice sounded in his ear:

“You sit still!”

Then Dijun turned to look at Fuxi, his face once again calm, without a trace of surprise, and said with a light chuckle:

“Fellow Daoist Fuxi…”

“Since the Witch Clan has come to observe the ceremony, could you go and greet them? To avoid others saying we lack courtesy!”

Fuxi nodded slightly.

Without saying anything, he directly stood up to greet them…

After flying out, Fuxi’s smile was exceptionally bright, and his entire being exuded an aura of benevolence. From afar, he smiled at Wu Tian and the others:

“Fellow Daoists have arrived!”

“I apologize for not welcoming you sooner, please forgive me…”

Saying this, he flew in front of the Ancestral Witches. Xuanming and Houtu also dispersed the surrounding power of law, and Wu Tian and the others stood in the void.

Houtu spoke with a light chuckle:

“Since fellow Daoists invited us… my Witch Clan is not without manners, so we naturally came to observe the ceremony! Fellow Daoist, there’s no need to be polite, please hurry and attend to your own matters, lest you miss the auspicious time!”

Fuxi quickly bowed in thanks.

He couldn’t help but sigh in his heart:

The Witch Clan does have good people!

Like Ancestral Witch Houtu in front of him…

Confirming that the Ancestral Witches were only there to observe the ceremony, Fuxi also couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. After exchanging a few more polite words, he hurried back!

After a little while longer.

Dijun, Taiyi, Fuxi, and Nuwa all stood up simultaneously, their bodies surrounded by Dao rhyme, and innate spiritual treasures also flew around them.

Dijun suddenly proclaimed in a loud voice:

“The Great Dao above, Heaven’s Dao bears witness, the Great Desolate Heavens and Earth bear witness, now Dijun (Taiyi, Fuxi, Nuwa), moved by the suffering of the myriad races of the Great Desolate…”

Wu Tian’s eyes suddenly widened!

Damn…

What’s going on?

You guys want to claim connection with the Great Dao with just that?

Didn’t Dijun and the others know the reason for the Great Dao’s appearance?

Dijun naturally knew.

He even specifically reprimanded Taiyi, telling him not to have such wishful thinking! But when the four discussed it, they still couldn’t help but waver!

But after all, it was the favor of the Great Dao…

What if?

Even if there was the slightest possibility, it was worth trying!