12dz Chapter 52 We are all trying our best to live.
Chapter 52 We are all trying our best to live.
Chapter 52 We are all trying our best to live.
Inside the Pangu Temple on Mount Buzhou.
The five ancestral witches, Dijiang, Zhujiuyin, Houtu, Xuanming, and Zhurong, gathered in the Pangu Temple, discussing something among themselves.
"So, it might be the Three Pure Ones?" Zhu Jiuyin said thoughtfully as Houtu and Xuanming recounted their experiences during their trip to Zixiao Palace to listen to the Dao.
Most of the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not attend Hongjun's second sermon at Zixiao Palace, but Xuanming and Houtu did. Houtu went for the faint hope that the Witch Clan could obtain their primordial spirit, while Xuanming went to accompany and protect Houtu.
However, compared to the original primordial world, this time Houtu and Xuanming also planned to investigate who wanted to use Zhurong to eliminate the Styx River and then plot against their Wu tribe. "Not necessarily!" Houtu shook her head. She was not sure if the person plotting behind the scenes was the Three Pure Ones.
"That must be Kunpeng!" Zhu Rong clapped his hands and immediately said.
The other ancestral witches:
"What? Is there something wrong with what I said?" Zhu Rong asked, puzzled.
"It's easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark," Xuanming sighed.
At this moment, Hou Yi, the great shaman who was guarding outside the Pangu Temple, stepped into the Pangu Temple and respectfully bowed to the group of ancestral shamans.
"Reporting to the Ancestral Witches, a powerful Blood Eater has arrived outside and wishes to pay his respects to you all," Hou Yi said respectfully to the five Ancestral Witches before him.
"Powerful?" Di Jiang frowned.
"yes.
"I was defeated after only one move against him," Hou Yi replied respectfully.
When they arrived at Buzhou Mountain, it was a gift from heaven for the Wu tribe. Upon seeing the newcomers, Hou Yi immediately attacked and, as expected, suffered a crushing defeat.
However, he was really embarrassed to tell the ancestral witches about his defeat.
"Did he say what his name was?" Houtu asked Houyi.
Hou Yi was among the top-tier witches of the Wu tribe. Although he was not the strongest person below the Ancestral Witches, he was not far off. Hou Yi was defeated in one move, and Hou Yi did not seem to be injured.
This shows that the opponent made Hou Yi realize the absolute difference in strength with just one move, which is much more difficult than defeating Hou Yi in one move.
In particular, the baleful aura emanating from the Wu tribe has a restraining effect on the primordial spirits of all living beings in the primordial world. Moreover, the Wu tribe are all warlike, and even under an absolute difference in strength, they are not lacking in a racial style that is willing to fight to the death.
This person is no ordinary individual.
"He said his name was Styx," Hou Yi replied.
"Oh?" The ancestral witches were all taken aback.
"Fine, I haven't even gone to find him yet, and he's already come looking for us. I'll go out right now—" Zhu Rong was furious, flames rising all over his body, but he was quickly stopped by Di Jiang.
"Alright." Dijiang waved his hand at Zhurong.
"What do you say?" Dijiang asked, looking at Houtu and Xuanming.
Houtu and Xuanming exchanged a glance.
They also found it strange. In the Zixiao Palace, they had no interaction with the Styx River. How could the Styx River have found Buzhou Mountain?
"Guests are guests. Hou Yi, go and ask Styx if he dares to enter this Pangu Temple. If he does, invite him in." Di Jiang looked at Hou Yi and nodded.
"Brother, will it be safe to put the River Styx into the Pangu Temple?" Zhu Jiuyin asked with some concern.
"Don't worry." Di Jiang's aura was so powerful that it made the surrounding Ancestral Witches happy.
"Big brother, you've broken through!" Houtu looked at her elder brother, genuinely delighted by Dijiang's improved strength.
"Hmm." Dijiang nodded. He didn't know why Styx had come, but he was sure that if Styx dared to cause trouble in the Pangu Temple, he would be in trouble!
Before long, Hou Yi led the Styx River to this place.
"The ancestral witches you are looking for are right here." After Hou Yi and Di Jiang paid their respects to the ancestral witches, they turned and left at Di Jiang's signal.
"We have no prior connection with Fellow Daoist Styx. We are deeply sorry for failing to welcome you properly, as you have come here so abruptly today," Zhu Jiuyin said calmly, looking at Styx's figure.
"Something's not right." Houtu and Xuanming exchanged a glance.
Both of them had the same feeling: the aura of the River Styx was so weak, far less terrifying than the feeling they had experienced outside the Purple Cloud Palace.
Was it concealing its presence? Or—
Blood God Child?
"The matter is urgent, so I have no choice but to 'take the liberty of visiting'," Styx said with a smile as he looked at Dijiang.
"Then what urgent matter brings Fellow Daoist Styx to seek us out?" Dijiang asked Styx patiently.
The Wu Clan respects the strong. It's one thing if it's other powerful beings, but a strong person like Styx is still worthy of their respect. Moreover, Styx took human form from the Netherworld Blood Sea, so he has some connection with the Wu Clan. In this respect, Styx is a little closer to them than the other three thousand guests of Zixiao and the beings of the Primordial World.
"I've come to save your lives. I wonder how important this matter is, as it concerns the lives of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and even the entire Witch Clan?" Styx asked, looking at the Ancestral Witches before him.
To persuade someone to follow your ideas, you need to find ways to first attract their attention and guide their thinking into your own.
"You!" Zhu Rong looked at the Styx River and felt insulted. He was furious and was about to fight the Styx River when Hou Tu stopped him.
"If I'm not mistaken—," Houtu thought to herself.
"Fellow Daoist, since these words have been spoken, there must be an explanation. Today, within this Pangu Temple, we urge you to speak clearly, otherwise, if your insulting words spread, this matter will likely not end well." Upon hearing this, Di Jiang was also enraged. Since the day the twelve Ancestral Witches took human form, no one had ever dared to curse them, the descendants of Pangu, in such a way!
However, given what Houtu and Xuanming had said before, Dijiang patiently listened to Styx finish speaking.
"Good medicine tastes bitter, and honest advice is hard to hear. Fellow Daoist Dijiang called my words an 'insult'?"
"I truly feel sorrow for Father God," Styx said with a smile, then ignored the grim expressions on the faces of the several Ancestral Witches present and continued speaking to himself.
"The Wu tribe feeds on all living beings in the primordial world, hunting and killing them indiscriminately without any restraint," Styx said before Zhurong interrupted him.
"So what? They're just a few ants. It's their good fortune to be able to feed us!" Zhu Rong was furious. His Wu tribe was going to be wiped out just because they were eating a meal?
"In other words, the Wu Clan's position is naturally on the opposite side of all the races of the prehistoric world—" Styx ignored Zhurong's meaning and continued speaking on his own.
"Now, the Dao Ancestor is spreading the Dao of Immortality throughout the primordial world from Zixiao Palace, and has even established the Immortal Leader. In his first sermon, he transmitted the Dao of the Great Luo; in his second sermon, he transmitted the Dao of the Quasi-Saint. You might as well think about what will happen next?"