The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 231 - 177: Witch Demon Forms an Alliance to Resist the Four Seas

Chapter 231: Chapter 177: Witch Demon Forms an Alliance to Resist the Four Seas

"Fellow witches of our clan, Di Jun has sent me here to discuss the matter of forming an alliance!" After chatting with the Ancestor Witches for quite some time and noticing the evening approaching, Kunpeng gradually steered the conversation towards the purpose of his visit: "The powers of the Four Seas, whose allegiance remains unknown, seized control over the seas as soon as they emerged, revealing their grand ambitions! Taoist Ancestor Hong Jun once said, ’Demons govern the heavens, witches hold sway over earth, and within the great myriad realms, no further strife shall arise.’ Now, we still have some time before the end of the ten-thousand-year period. With the sudden rise of the Four Seas Forces in the Primordial World, I wonder, what are the thoughts of my witch brethren?"

"Damn it, what else can we think? That old bastard self-proclaimed to be the Four Seas Housekeeper has already been slain by us! Could the Four Seas Forces possibly forgive us? There’s only one word for it: war!" Ancestor Witch Rushou, who is of the gold element, cursed and loudly slapped the table, then took a fierce gulp of wine: "Moreover, in my opinion, that old bastard’s master is no good either; this matter can’t be concluded!"

"Brother Kunpeng, what are Di Jun’s plans then?" Di Jiang pondered for a moment with his head bowed, then raised his head to speak to Kunpeng.

"Originally, according to Bai Ze’s suggestion, it was to drag the Witch Tribe into the conflict, hoping to win them over to the Demon Race’s side. If nothing else, we must prevent the witches from allying with the Four Seas Forces!" As he spoke, Kunpeng slightly smiled: "But now, it seems there is no need for that. That old bastard was a right-hand man of the Lord of the Four Seas, and since you’ve slain him, it’s probably even more difficult to ally with the Four Seas now!" ƒгeewёbnovel.com

"Shit, it pisses me off just thinking about it! What kind of creature was that! A sleazy old bastard dared to be so presumptuous before my Witch Tribe, truly seeking death!" Gonggong touched his still throbbing body, his face still seething with anger.

"Brother Kunpeng, I’m sure Di Jun is well aware of that. Our Witch and Demon Clans are destined to be the protagonists in the second calamity of heaven and earth; a battle is inevitable. Therefore, our enmity cannot possibly be resolved. If Di Jun hopes to use this opportunity to scheme against our Witch Tribe, wouldn’t it be too late for us to regret?" Di Jiang’s brows were tightly knit, his eyes showing concern.

"Well, my Ancestor Witch brothers need not worry! Although the Demon Race has Lady Nuwa’s support, and now suddenly more than ten Quasi-Saints have appeared, if Lady Nuwa wishes to act against the Witch Tribe, the other Saints will assuredly not stand idly by. As for those Quasi-Saints, there’s even less to worry about. Right now, Di Jun and the others are certainly fearful of the Witch Tribe’s Dutian Godly Evil Formation. Unless it’s absolutely necessary, those guys won’t make a move!" There was a smirk in Kunpeng’s eyes, clearly having considered these issues before.

"Heh heh, big brother, there’s no need to worry, in fact, it’s quite simple—just send the second brother to spy and see!" Ju Mang chuckled weirdly, turning his head towards Zhu Jiuyin.

Apart from Kunpeng, the eyes of the other Ancestor Witches lit up with anticipation as they turned to Zhu Jiuyin.

Zhu Jiuyin, somewhat speechless, couldn’t understand why his Innate Divine Ability was the power of time.

Sighing softly, Zhu Jiuyin said, "That Dutian Godly Evil Formation exhausted my blood power. I was thinking of resting for a couple more days, but never mind! Consider me intimidated by you all!"

With a slight concentration of blood power, Zhu Jiuyin’s figure abruptly vanished from the spot.

The lengthy river of gold continued to flow as usual, but for some reason, the occasionally flashing fragments from the past that had occurred began to reconstruct themselves in Zhu Jiuyin’s eyes, gradually becoming clearer and clearer, as if time was moving backward. Zhu Jiuyin found this very strange since such a thing had never happened before.

Confused, Zhu Jiuyin shook his head, attempting to dismiss these images from his mind, but no matter what, he failed to do so. With no other option, and with a multitude of distracting thoughts, Zhu Jiuyin could only plunge down the mighty river of time, hastening towards the future.

As time progressed, the scenes and objects on the banks and surface of the long river of time kept changing, drawing ever closer to the present reality, which also meant that the future was not far off.

As Zhu Jiuyin was five thousand years away from the current reality in time, he suddenly halted the operation of his divine skill, and the river of time came to an instant standstill. In the deserted space of the river of time, it seemed as if everything had frozen.

A thousand years into the future on the river of time, quietly floated a tall and thin middle-aged man clad in a red Taoist robe, wearing a dragon pattern crown, with a peculiar appearance. His eyes focused intently on the scenes within the river of time, as if deep in thought.

Having never seen another person in the space of the river of time, Zhu Jiuyin’s heart suddenly tightened, full of vigilance.

Sensing something, the middle-aged man turned his head and sized Zhu Jiuyin up and down, saying, "Who might you be, Fellow Daoist?"

Zhu Jiuyin cautiously looked at the middle-aged man and replied, "And who might you be, Fellow Daoist?"

The middle-aged man was taken aback. With a swift turn, his figure gradually faded away, leaving an echo in space: "There’s no need for familiarity when paths cross; let’s meet again in the future, Fellow Daoist!"

Zhu Jiuyin felt puzzled, touched his head in confusion, and flew forward once more. When he arrived at the spot where the middle-aged man had been, Zhu Jiuyin peeked below and was startled: "Holy crap, what’s going on here!"

He saw that this segment of the river of time had only five fragments: the first, a black giant dragon with a single horn and three eyes roaring towards the sky; the second, the Demon Court encircling a mysterious sea area in the East Sea; the third, the East Sea filled with blood, corpses floating for tens of thousands of miles; the fourth, the Demon Race setting up the Celestial Stars Formation, the Witch Tribe setting up the Dutian Godly Evil Formation, both battling the strange giant dragon; the fifth, a golden arch rose above the East Sea, shining brightly.

Upon seeing this, the river of time abruptly came to an end. It wasn’t that the river of time had broken off, but rather that Zhu Jiuyin’s blood power had run out.

"Swoosh!"

Zhu Jiuyin’s figure vanished only for a moment before squeezing back out from a space fissure, his face still carrying a hint of unhealthy pallor.

"Second brother, how did it go? Did you gain anything?" Zhu Rong asked eagerly as he saw Zhu Jiuyin return to the Ancestral Witch Hall.

Zhu Jiuyin helplessly glanced at Zhu Rong’s broad face, took a slight breath, and said, "Although I obtained some information, it is incomplete. There are five fragments in total..."

After quietly listening to Zhu Jiuyin’s narration, the Heaven and Earth Taoist suddenly found Zhu Jiuyin staring straight at him, seemingly hesitant to speak. So he prompted, "What’s wrong?"

Zhu Jiuyin pressed his temples and said with a furrowed brow, "Just now, while I was traversing the long river of time, I encountered a middle-aged man, about nine feet tall, with an extraordinary appearance, wearing a black Daoist robe. He inexplicably glanced at me a few times and then disappeared."

"So it was him!" The Heaven and Earth Taoist responded with a grim smile upon hearing this, "No matter, don’t mind him!"

Kunpeng, after hearing Zhu Jiuyin’s account, thought there was an opportunity and stood up to ask, "Fellow Ancestor Witches, is the alliance formation accomplished?"

"Hold on!" The typically reticent Shebi Corpse said after glancing at the other Ancestor Witches, "Earlier, the Four Seas Forces came wanting to form an alliance with us, claiming they could eradicate the Heavenly Court so long as we hold off the Demon Race for ten thousand years. Moreover, they also claimed they would not interfere with the powers of the Primordial Continent. Di Jun and Taiyi show no sincerity, and yet they wish to form an alliance with the Witch Tribe? Dream on!"

Kunpeng replied with a light smile, "Before descending to the Primordial, Di Jun sent me to the Heavenly Court Treasure Vault and I selected a large amount of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures! To show the sincerity of the Demon Race, I will now share them with my fellow Ancestor Witches."

Having said that, he tore open his storage space and a torrent of treasures spilled out.

In an instant, the entire Ancestral Witch Hall was engulfed in a sea of mist. The Witches peered over at the table to see what had been poured out - Five Elements Spiritual Fruits, Fusang Divine Cherry, Star Essence Gold, Nine Heavens Mysterious Iron... A myriad of Spirit Fruits, Spirit Pills, and refining materials that numbered in the tens of thousands. It was evident that the Heavenly Court had really invested heavily this time.

The onlookers might ask, why are there no Spiritual Treasures or Holy Artifacts?

Are you kidding me? The Witch Tribe focuses on physical cultivation and does not cultivate their Primordial Spirits. Without a Primordial Spirit, how could they refine Spiritual Treasures? Besides, each of the Twelve Ancestor Witches has a Witch Artifact personally crafted by Li Qingming, which is not inferior to top-tier Innate Spiritual Treasures. Why would they need those Spiritual Treasures gifted by the Demon Race?

It was for this very reason that Di Jun arranged these Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, which nourish the body and forge sharp weapons.

"The Heavenly Court shows true sincerity in this alliance, but they have ulterior motives!" The Heaven and Earth Taoist, who had been sitting still on a large stone chair, suddenly stood up and said, "For one, they were afraid of us forming an alliance with the Four Seas to attack the Heavenly Court together; secondly, they feared the Demon Race fighting the Four Seas to mutual destruction, with our Witch Tribe reaping the benefits. Only by dragging our Witch Tribe into the battle can Di Jun be at ease. My opinion is, we can form an alliance, but the Demon Race must agree not to kill or plunder the Human Clan on the Primordial Continent for the duration of two Primordial Meetings."

Kunpeng immediately replied without hesitation, "Good! Today, the Witch and Demon Clans will form an alliance to jointly combat the Four Seas Forces!"

Di Jiang did not speak, but stood up and raised his right hand. Seeing this, Kunpeng also raised his right hand, and with three successive strikes in the air, a thunderous noise rang out through the Void, signifying that the pact was established.

Under the witness of the Heavenly Dao, should any side violate the pact, the Heavenly Dao would naturally impose punishment. Thus, there’s no need to make this so-called alliance overly formal. As long as both sides agree, the pact is considered formed.

After the handshake, Kunpeng suddenly smiled wryly and said, "It’s ridiculous that the Heavenly Court would ally with the Witch Tribe to completely eradicate the Four Seas Forces!"

Zhu Rong burst into laughter, "Hahaha, no choice! Isn’t it just desserts for Di Jun and Taiyi being too greedy? To increase their power, they launched an invasion of the Four Seas, monopolizing the Primordial Waters. Now, isn’t this their own bitter fruit to bear? Hahaha..."

With a bitter smile, Kunpeng said, "Now that the alliance is established, I shall return to report to Di Jun. Fellow Ancestor Witches, until we meet again."

With the Ancestor Witches unsuccessfully trying to detain him, they had no choice but to send Kunpeng on his way out of the Ancestral Witch Hall.

At the foot of Mount Buzhou, the Heaven and Earth Taoist gazed distantly at the Heavenly Court and murmured, "Humans, you need to take care for these two Primordial Meetings! There is only so much I can do!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it with recommendation tickets and monthly tickets at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)