Chapter 175: The Star Pressure Ancestral Witch Appears

Another circle of Dharma wheel floated out from the void, but unlike the Moon Essence Wheel behind Wangshu, this circle of Dharma wheel did not show any unusual phenomena when it rotated, and seemed to pose no danger at all.

But those with profound magical powers would be able to sense that something was wrong, because as the circle of Dharma Wheel turned, one invisible silk thread after another had already spread to countless distances around. The silk threads were invisible, but they had substance, and when they were entangled, they would trap everything in the world in their palms.

A figure entered the Dharma Wheel and turned into a young Taoist in red. The Taoist's face was somewhat similar to Heng Ming, but he was more unrestrained and uninhibited. He just tied up his black hair with a wooden hairpin, which made him look particularly free and easy.

It is none other than the kind-hearted corpse of Hengming, the Taoist of the mortal world.

Taoist Hongchen had a smile on his face, holding a treasure map in his hand. Although the treasure map was rolled up, from the exposed pattern one could see countless tiny stars dotted in it like rain, which was quite amazing.

As soon as Taoist Hongchen appeared, he smiled and said, "It's been a long time since we last met, fellow Taoists. I wonder where you brothers and sisters are going?"

Di Jiang snorted coldly and said, "Where do you think we are going? The Father God appeared and asked us to stop Nuwa from creating the Eternal Protagonist. Moreover, if the Eternal Protagonist is born, what is the need for our Wu Clan to exist? Why don't you get out of the way!"

Taoist Hongchen shook his head slightly and sighed, "Why do you have to do this? It is a foregone conclusion that Goddess Nuwa created humans, why are you trying to stop her with your bare hands and overestimating your own capabilities?"

The twelve witch ancestors were so angry at the Taoist Hongchen's words that their eyes turned red. They were immediately furious at their previous defeat in Heaven. Di Jiang shouted again, "Will you get out of the way? If not, don't blame us!"

Taoist Hongchen laughed again and said, "How can you be rude to a dog that has lost its home?"

Then the Taoist Hongchen threw the treasure map in his hand, and the treasure map slowly unfolded. The shadow of the boundless starry sky floated out as the treasure map unfolded. With the combined efforts of thousands of stars, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were trapped on the ground in just the blink of an eye.

Wangshu also threw out the Moon Essence Wheel, only to see that the wheel turned into a bright moon and fell into the shadow of the starry sky.

With the help of the bright moon, the phantom immediately began to solidify into a body. Stars emerged one after another, and starlight fell like rain, covering the sky. This magnificent scene reminded the Twelve Ancestral Witches of the former Zhoutian Star Array.

Hou Tu frowned and immediately transformed into the true form of the Ancestral Witch, trying to join forces with other brothers and sisters to set up the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation to break through the starry sky.

But at this time, Taoist Hongchen only wanted to be trapped and not to kill the enemy. Faced with the wave-like bondage of starlight, even though Hou Tu had achieved the status of Hunyuan Jinxian for many years, it was difficult for her to break free from the bondage for a while.

Di Jiang also transformed into the true body of the Ancestral Witch. He had six wings on his back, flapping them continuously, trying to cut a space channel. However, these starlights were mixed with countless threads of fate. The threads were tough, and as these starlights spread throughout his body, they reminded him of the time many years ago when he was almost beaten to death by Heng Ming, causing him to feel empty.

At that time, Hengming fought with him, but he did not use things like formations. Instead, he faced him head-on. In the void, which was his home ground, Hengming beat him into a cripple and even damaged his origin.

If other ancient witches had not spent their essence and blood to help him recover, he would probably never have achieved Hunyuan in this lifetime.

After trapping the Twelve Ancestral Witches in the Zhoutian Star Map, Hongchen Taoist changed his previous nonchalant look and became solemn.

Beads of cold sweat streamed down his forehead. One must know that among these twelve ancient witches, there are eight Hunyuan Golden Immortals. Although the other four ancient witches have not achieved Hunyuan, they are not easy to deal with.

The amount of magical power consumed to trap them on the ground was so huge that even he found it difficult to bear. If Wang Shu had not been there to share the pressure, he would have lacked magical power and would have been escaped by the Twelve Ancestral Witches in just a moment. In the end, they would have beaten him and forced him to flee. It was even possible that his life was in danger.

Wangshu asked from the side: "I wonder how long we can hold on."

Taoist Hongchen said solemnly: "As long as Goddess Nuwa fails to create humans, we must persist."

Wangshu also knew about the plan of these people. Although she was scared at the beginning, she had already boarded the pirate ship. She had to help these people succeed even if she had to hold her nose. Otherwise, if she failed, she would not be able to escape death under the punishment of heaven.

Uncle Wang seemed to have thought of something and asked again, "Senior Brother Hengming went to stop the Three Pure Ones, so who will stop the two people on Penglai Island?"

Taoist Hongchen kept the Zhoutian Star Map rotating at all times and said casually: "Dou Mu Yuanjun and Bixia Yuanjun have also achieved Hunyuan. The two of them will go to stop Dong Wanggong and Xi Wangmu."

East China Sea, Penglai Island.

The King of the East and the Queen Mother of the West also received warnings from Heaven, but unlike others, they did not immediately take action to stop Nuwa from creating the eternal protagonist. Instead, they gathered together to discuss countermeasures.

Seeing the shocking momentum erupting everywhere in the prehistoric world, and Kunlun Mountain being directly moved outside the prehistoric world, Queen Mother of the West asked solemnly: "What do you think? Should we stop Nuwa from creating the eternal protagonist, or should we stay here?"

Dong Wanggong was also very troubled and didn't know how to deal with it.

Logically speaking, if Nuwa created the eternal protagonist, then everything they did would be meaningless. The head of male immortals, the head of female immortals, the Emperor of Heaven and the Eastern Emperor were nothing compared to the eternal protagonist.

So they naturally wanted to stop it all, but the problem was that they knew their own strength well. Although they had achieved the level of Hunyuan Golden Immortal, there was still a gap between Hunyuan Golden Immortals.

They were able to achieve this with the help of the good fortune of the Immortal Court. If we really talk about it, their strength is a bit lower than that of other people of the same path, not to mention the top Hunyuan Golden Immortal like Nuwa.

If they really make Nuwa unhappy and she slaps them to death, then their deaths will be in vain.

But before the two could come up with any countermeasures, they saw two divine lights descending from the sky and arriving near Penglai Island.

One ray of divine light was as broad and magnificent as the earth, as if carrying all races galloping above; while the other ray of divine light was as ethereal and empty as the sky, and it even carried a hint of maternal nature, which was eye-catching.

As the two divine lights faded, the true appearance of the two goddesses emerged. They were Bixia Yuanjun and Doumu Yuanjun. The two goddesses did not go to Penglai Island to talk, but sat on the East China Sea out of thin air, their aura firmly locked on Penglai Island, showing their attitudes.

The King of the East and the Queen Mother of the West looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that they didn't need to discuss it anymore.

Then he released his own aura and confronted it.

To the west, Mount Sumeru.

The Eight Treasures Merit Pond, which used to be tranquil, was now rippling with the moods of its two owners. The many golden lotuses nurtured in it either withered or fell into the pond, wasting many years of effort.

But Jie Yin and Zhunti had no time to look at the treasure pool. Zhunti said anxiously, "Brother, let's quickly stop Nuwa from creating the Eternal Protagonist! If this Eternal Protagonist is really born, there will be no great world in the West!"

Although Jie Yin was also somewhat nervous, he did not mention such a hurry, but asked in return: "Brother, how do you know that if Nuwa creates an eternal protagonist, there will be no great era in the West?"

Zhunti was stunned after hearing this, and murmured: "If we wait until the eternal protagonist is born, the fate will be taken, and the luck will fade. How can the West have a great era?"

Jie Yin said in a deep voice: "On the contrary, I feel that if Senior Sister Nuwa creates an eternal protagonist, then my great world in the West will also follow."

Although Zhunti did not understand what his senior brother was saying, his anxious heart calmed down involuntarily, and then he listened attentively.

Jie Yin continued, "Today, the chaos of the ancient world has spread and the luck has been scattered, gathering in the hundreds of innate races and countless acquired races, and above these races there is an invincible force, that is the Heavenly Court.

The Heavenly Court naturally took away seven parts of the luck of these races, and the remaining three parts were used by the races themselves, which we could not plot against. The Witch Clan formed a world of its own, and only supported Pangu and the Twelve Ancestral Witches. No one could divide the luck among them.

The remaining scattered luck is occupied by many great gods in the East, and we are powerless to hope for it. Although we continue to obtain precious materials from the East and create a wonderful place in the West, it is just a drop in the bucket and it is difficult to achieve the future. No matter how many wonderful places there are, without the source of luck, they will fade away sooner or later.

But if Sister Nuwa creates the Eternal Protagonist, the luck will gather, and our goal can be shifted from countless races to the Eternal Protagonist. We can also use our skills towards this race, and we can openly occupy the luck of many Eternal Protagonists. With this luck, we can have a great victory in the West!"

Jie Yin usually doesn't like to talk much, but today he said so many words in one breath. The profound principles contained in them made Zhunti feel a lot of identification in his heart.

Yes, he had made a mistake, thinking that if the Eternal Protagonist was born, then they in the West would no longer be able to gain any more luck.

But the eternal protagonist is not an individual, but a race. As long as it is a race, every member of the race can obtain some luck. As long as they attract more members of the eternal race and as long as people yearn for it, they can naturally divide more luck than before.

It is indeed much more convenient than trying to please every race.

Jie Yin said, "What's more, Senior Brother Heng Ming has made all the plans. Let's see what the Red Cloud Spirit does."

Upon hearing this, Zhunti looked towards the Eight Treasures Merit Pond, and saw a fiery red gourd circling inside the twelve-level golden lotus of merit, illuminated by countless golden lights of merit, creating a golden backdrop.

The golden light of merit penetrated into the gourd, constantly nourishing the true spirit within it, trying to repair his overly damaged origin.

This true spirit is naturally the Red Cloud True Spirit.

After searching for the Hongmeng Purple Qi in vain that day, they were disheartened and returned to Mount Xumi without thinking about anything else. At this moment, Zhen Yuanzi presented them with the Jiujiu Sanpo Gourd containing Hong Yun's true spirit, and naturally the two of them had to keep their promise and help Hong Yun achieve enlightenment again.

However, Hongyun True Spirit was injured too badly by Kunpeng, and they must recover it first before they can help it achieve enlightenment.

And because it involved cause and effect, they had no ill intentions, so they used the Twelve-Level Golden Lotus of Merit to help him recover.

Zhunti looked for a long time and suddenly felt that in the deepest part of the Red Cloud True Spirit, there was an extremely secret thread running through it.

The position where this silk thread penetrates is extremely clever. It neither harms the origin of Red Cloud nor is it located at the most critical position. As long as there is a slight movement, the true spirit of Red Cloud will be completely annihilated by this silk thread.

The silk thread contains a Hunyuan-level power. If Hongyun is destroyed by this silk thread, he will never be resurrected.

Zhunti sighed, "Brother Hengming had anticipated this, no wonder he was so kind and helped us resolve the cause and effect. We have already vowed to help Hongyun attain enlightenment again. If this thread destroys our true spirits, Hongyun's hope of attaining enlightenment will be dashed, and the cause and effect of giving up our seat will be completely entangled with my path, and we will never achieve enlightenment. This thread did not appear earlier or later, but only today. It is obvious that Brother is warning us not to leave Mount Xumi recklessly."

Although they had decided not to leave Mount Xumi and watch all this happen, Zhunti still felt very aggrieved after being threatened today.

Jie Yin seemed indifferent and said, "Since Senior Brother has made the decision for us, we will just wait. Master has also given us the Qiankun Cauldron. Today is the day for Senior Sister to attain enlightenment."

Buzhou mountain top.

Nuwa turned a blind eye to everything in the outside world and prayed for many days. Then she saw countless mysterious yellow energy condense and transform into a golden phoenix that flew out. On the back of the golden phoenix was a closed lotus. After the golden phoenix flew to Nuwa's body, the lotus slowly bloomed.

As the precious lotus gradually opened and closed, a faint fragrance wafted out, and the last petal of the precious lotus bloomed. Counting carefully, there were exactly 108 petals, which is the perfect number of twelve levels.

In the center of the lotus, there stands a palm-sized tripod. Although the tripod is small, it contains the universe. The two energies of Qian and Kun are flourishing, and illusory scenes are emitted, changing in various ways. There is also the sound of thousands of beasts roaring continuously. It is the Qiankun Tripod.

(End of this chapter)