SWDnovel Chapter 112 Styx He's gone mad, he's going to create a new witch clan!
Chapter 112 Styx He's gone mad, he's going to create a new witch clan!
Chapter 112 Styx He's gone mad, he's going to create a new witch clan!
At that moment, Dijiang instinctively wanted to eliminate Minghe, but reason suppressed his desire to take action.
Dijiang was confident that without spiritual treasures, no one in the entire prehistoric world could rival him except for the Dao Ancestor. However, the reality was that they did not possess primordial spirits, while the powerful beings with primordial spirits could easily cause them great trouble by relying on those innate spiritual treasures containing strange and unusual laws.
Of course, even so, there are very few beings that can threaten the Wu Clan. Of course, few does not mean none.
Clearly, Taiyi was like that back then. The Chaos Bell, as an incarnation of part of their father god's axe that opened the heavens, was indeed powerful. In fact, Dijiang felt that if it weren't for the Earth Immortal Dao given by the Styx River, they would probably need four or five, or even five or six brothers and sisters together, to subdue Taiyi.
And the River Styx, needless to say.
He alone is probably no match for the Styx!
He was arrogant, so when the demon race was first established, he dared to fight alone up to the Thirty-Three Heavens. But he wasn't stupid, so when fighting against Taiyi, he didn't go alone.
If they can't win in a one-on-one fight, then they can gang up on each other. That's the only advantage the Twelve Ancestral Witches have over other groups—they have more people.
But right now, he is the only one in the Pangu Temple.
Regardless of how he got in, if—
If they were to actually engage in combat, and if the malevolent energy within the Pangu Temple were to be added, they might have a chance to hold out a little longer.
"Wait, what's going on with this feeling?!" Di Jiang shouted, looking at the Styx River with a look of horror.
Inside the Pangu Temple, the ever-present malevolent energy of billions of years was gradually being replaced by chaos. Endless earth, water, wind, and fire swirled within the Pangu Temple. This scene made Dijiang feel that his home was now so unfamiliar.
The Father's gaze shifted away from him.
The twelve ancestral witches of the Wu tribe could all feel the gaze of a part of Pangu's will within the Pangu Temple. This is why the Wu tribe prides itself on being the true descendants of Pangu and the executors of Pangu's will. Of course, they only execute a part of Pangu's will, just like the Three Pure Ones.
This feeling of being moved away made Dijiang feel as if the will of the Pangu Temple had begun to look at the Styx, as if—compared to him, the Styx was the more perfect child, more worthy of His attention.
The Pangu Temple, formed from Pangu's heart, has an unparalleled affinity with the Twelve Ancestral Witches. The reason is simple: Pangu's essence and blood are contained within his heart. Therefore, the connection between the Pangu Temple and the Twelve Ancestral Witches is extremely close.
Even the Three Pure Ones, who were transformed from Pangu's primordial spirit, could not take away the Father God's will from them within the Pangu Temple!
The feeling was utterly absurd, yet this absurd thing actually happened.
The reason is simple: Styx's current body is formed from the essence of Pangu's blood and combined with the power of chaos. Its foundation is also the essence of Pangu's blood. However, the chaos in Styx's body makes his physical foundation much higher than that of the twelve Ancestral Witches of the same realm.
Of course, its potential is also higher than that of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
More importantly, Styx not only has a physical body, but also a primordial spirit that has broken through the limit of the Primordial Golden Immortal by severing the three corpses.
Therefore, the Styx River could easily push open the gates of the Pangu Temple.
Therefore, the moment the River Styx appeared, the gaze of that part of Pangu's will within the Pangu Temple shifted from the Twelve Ancestral Witches to him.
No "father" would dislike a more outstanding "child," and the same applies to the Pangu Temple, except that this relationship is somewhat abstract.
At this moment, Dijiang's fear of the Styx River reached an unprecedented level.
Dijiang: Father God, why? Don't you love us anymore?
"Emperor Jiang, how have you been?" Styx raised his hand and stroked the chaos within the Pangu Temple. At this moment, the increasingly dense chaotic power within the Pangu Temple trembled, and the entire Pangu Temple cheered for Styx's arrival.
"Fellow Daoist Styx, this Pangu Temple is the sacred ground of my Wu Clan. I wonder how you entered?" Dijiang asked Styx before him.
For some reason, Dijiang felt a sense of familiarity with Styx.
The feeling was somewhat intimate, just like with him and the other ancestral witches, their blood ties were thicker than anything else—Pangu's bloodline was thicker than anything else.
Gonggong and Zhurong are excluded.
It was also very unfamiliar, a sense of oppression, like encountering a clansman who had a better understanding of Pangu's bloodline, like—the great shamans encountering them, the ancestral shamans.
How is that possible!
"I am a descendant of Pangu recognized by the Heavenly Dao, so why can't I enter?" Styx used the Heavenly Dao to evade Dijiang's question. He didn't want to discuss this issue with Dijiang any further; it was unnecessary, and moreover, too much talk would only lead to mistakes.
Even the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who are not known for their strategic skills, can make troublesome moves if they learn too much information they shouldn't know.
Actually, this time, Styx didn't come to find Dijiang, but to find all twelve Ancestral Witches.
Among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, many possessed divine status, which naturally qualified them to wield a portion of the power in the primordial world. However, the Witch Clan did not make reasonable use of or utilize this power.
The reason is simple: the Witch Clan is too powerful, so powerful that the Twelve Ancestral Witches have neither the need nor the motivation to do so.
What Styx needs to do is simple: strengthen the Wu tribe and let them take over what they should be in charge of.
Incidentally, these acts of great merit will also earn the Styx a lot of merit.
Meanwhile, as the Witch Clan is strengthened, the Three Pure Ones in the Heavenly Court will have unwavering faith in their own plans and everything before them.
The reason is simple: in their eyes, Styx was already "furious." Styx was "afraid" of the Heavenly Court, which would have four saints in the future. So he kept helping the Witch Clan to acquire new power in an attempt to fight against the Heavenly Court and make a "futile" resistance.
The more deeply they believe, the deeper they will be entangled in the karma within the Heavenly Court, and the more unable they will be to extricate themselves. When the Dao Ancestor takes action and the Heavenly Court is destroyed in the future, they will suffer unimaginable backlash.
What Styx wants to do is to make the Wu Clan, the Heavenly Court's greatest rival, increasingly entangled with the primordial world while wielding numerous powers.
The deeper the entanglement, the more difficult it is for the witch clan to deal with.
However, at this moment, only Dijiang was guarding the Pangu Temple. Styx was too lazy to deduce the whereabouts of the other Ancestral Witches. At this moment, he had some new ideas.
Some of the great shamans of the Wu tribe were transformed from the blood of Pangu. They were of the same generation as the Twelve Ancestral Shamans, but the difference in their foundation made it difficult for them to bear the name of Ancestral Shamans.
Some were formed from the essence and blood of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
In that sense, he seems to have found the best candidate to serve as the ruling class at the core of the Blood Sea.