UGB Chapter 132 The Celestial Court is Established, and the Six Heavenly Emperors Vow to Kill the Easter
Chapter 132 The Celestial Court is Established, and the Six Heavenly Emperors Vow to Kill the Easter
Chapter 132 The Celestial Court is Established, and the Six Heavenly Emperors Vow to Kill the Eastern King Duke (5)
Clearly, the Wu tribe did not want Yuanshi's good mood to last too long.
Inside the Pangu Temple, the twelve Ancestral Witches gathered once again.
"What? Little sister, you actually want us to submit to that Eastern King? This is absolutely unacceptable!" Zhu Rong said resolutely after hearing Hou Tu relay Zhun Ti's plan.
"It's not about submission, but cooperation," Houtu said with a hint of helplessness.
"Hmph, little sister, don't tell him. I think some people have grown too big for their britches and no longer care about the feelings between the Twelve Ancestral Witches," Gonggong said sarcastically, which made Zhurong furious again—a thousand feet high.
"Gonggong, how dare you humiliate me like this?" Zhurong looked at Gonggong. If the twelve ancestral witches had not been present at this moment, Zhurong would have been fighting Gonggong right now.
"Hmph, we, the Wu tribe, bear the responsibility for the rise and fall of the Wu tribe. If it is beneficial to the overall situation of the Wu tribe, why should we care about saving face?" Gonggong responded to Zhurong's anger with disdain, which made Zhurong even more furious.
Deep down, Gonggong also felt that Dongwanggong was not qualified. Let alone making the Wu tribe nominally submit, he was not qualified to cooperate or even be made a puppet by the Wu tribe. However, as long as Zhurong supported it, Gonggong would definitely oppose it.
"Easy for you to say! Why don't you go and work as an assistant to that Eastern King?" Zhu Rong looked at Gong Gong and said angrily.
"I would like to, but I neither control the four seasons nor the heavenly tribulations, so how can I go to the Celestial Court?" Gonggong waved his hand and retorted to Zhurong.
"Alright, stop arguing. Zhujiuyin, what do you think?" Dijiang raised his hand to stop the argument between Zhurong and Gonggong, then turned to look at Zhujiuyin. This wise man of the Wu tribe would surely be able to give him a satisfactory answer.
"This matter is feasible. It may not sound good in terms of reputation, but it would indeed be of great benefit to our Wu clan. Zhunti should not be plotting against us." Zhu Jiuyin sorted out the timeline and said to the group of Ancestral Wu beside him.
"It's rare to see someone as kind as Zhunti," Xuanming said with a hint of sarcasm.
During the lecture at Zixiao Palace, Zhunti persuaded Hongyun to give up his prayer mat with just a few words. It should be noted that the prayer mat was a symbol of a holy position. I wonder what Hongyun thinks now that he has realized this.
"I don't think it's out of kindness, but out of fear," Jumang said quietly. After establishing the four seasons, Jumang's ranking and influence among the twelve ancestral witches greatly increased. After all, spring is the beginning of the year and the first of the four seasons. As the ancestral witch who is in charge of "spring", his prestige among the witches is naturally much higher than before.
More importantly, thanks to the merits gained from managing the four seasons, Jumang's cultivation level has greatly improved compared to before.
The relationship between the witch clans is simple: whoever has the biggest fist is the boss.
"Since that's the case, let's proceed with this plan. Whether it's Dongwanggong, Zhunti, or Jieyin behind Zhunti, they will all be of help to our Wu clan," Houtu said, looking at the other ancestral witches.
Now that the Heavenly Court has the Three Pure Ones, its power and influence are growing day by day. Houtu felt that what Zhunti said made perfect sense.
"That's how it should be."
"Alright, then so be it."
"Alas, I, a dignified ancestral witch, am actually going to—"
"Zhurong, shut up!"
After Dijiang made the decision, the twelve Ancestral Witches quickly reached a consensus. If it were the original prehistoric world, the Ancestral Witches, who were all Hunyuan Golden Immortals at this moment, would certainly not have bothered to act according to Zhunti's plan.
With the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation by his side, what are the Three Pure Ones and the Heavenly Court?
Kill them all!
However, now, through the path of the Earth Immortals, the establishment of the four seasons, and the Heavenly Tribulation, the Wu Clan has fully experienced the benefits of cooperating with powerful beings who possess primordial spirits.
Whether it's combining their physical body with the earth's veins, or using their own laws to regulate the heavens and earth, and then taking charge of the duties of the heavens and earth, these are things that they couldn't do before when they didn't have a primordial spirit.
The Wu Clan needs a powerful being with a primordial spirit who can be completely controlled by them and can help them with divination. However, neither Styx nor Zhunti can be wholeheartedly devoted to the Wu Clan. In fact, they only see the Wu Clan as pawns to achieve their goals. Dijiang clearly understands this.
The Eastern King Duke, who harbors an irreconcilable hatred for the current Heavenly Emperors, is undoubtedly the best choice for the Witch Clan.
Among the twelve Ancestral Witches, even those who voiced opposition (specifically Zhu Rong) had no choice but to remain silent under the pressure of Di Jiang and the overwhelming numerical advantage of the other Ancestral Witches.
After making the decision, Dijiang, Zhujiuyin, and Houtu Ganfen quickly found Zhunti, who was still in the Houtu tribe, and informed him of the Wu tribe's willingness to "cooperate" with Dongwanggong.
Zhunti was overjoyed to learn that his plan had succeeded.
Soon, at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, the three ancestral witches who had established the Heavenly Tribulation and the four ancestral witches who controlled the four seasons, together with the Eastern King Duke, swore an oath to Heaven at Buzhou Mountain.
The Eastern King looked up at the boundless primordial sky, his divine eyes seemingly able to see through endless distances and pierce through the primordial world at a glance.
At this moment, he was quite uneasy. He was still hesitant. Could doing this really restore his supreme destiny?
However, thinking of the ancestral witches behind him, Dongwanggong, despite his many hesitations, could not show them at this moment. Once the arrow is released, there is no turning back. If he were to go back on his word now, he would offend the witch clan and Zhunti, who was acting as a go-between behind the scenes.
This naturally includes the guide who led Zhunti after his death.
Having offended both the Lich and Demon races, as well as six future saints, how could this person possibly survive?
They probably won't even have the chance to come back.
At this moment, although he regretted agreeing to Zhunti so easily in order to continue his supreme destiny and path, Dongwanggong had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.
"Heaven is above, and the Dao Ancestor bears witness," the Eastern King Duke cried out, looking up at the sky.
Before long, the voice of Heaven responded to the Eastern King Duke, and at this moment, the Eastern King Duke could also feel waves of fortune gathering towards him again, and his dormant supreme destiny was revived once more.
All of this left the Eastern King Duke unsure whether to be happy or sad.
"In the primordial world today, there are many disasters and calamities, and the calamity is rising daily, but the great calamity has not yet arrived."
Now, the Eastern King Duke is here, wishing to establish a celestial court with the pure Yang Great Dao, to teach and enlighten all immortals, and to govern all spirits.
"I, the Eastern King, shall henceforth be the Celestial Emperor of the Celestial Court!" The Eastern King's voice, amplified by the Heavenly Dao, resounded throughout the entire prehistoric world, causing an instant upheaval in all directions.
The seven ancestral witches also responded to the Eastern King Duke, instantly making the fortune that the Celestial Court was still gathering completely take shape.
Before long, merit descended from the heavens, falling upon the Eastern King Duke and the seven Ancestral Witches present. Clearly, the Heavenly Dao acknowledged the Eastern King Duke's move to establish the Celestial Court!
As the Celestial Emperor, Dongwanggong felt his fortune surge, as if he had returned to the day when he was first appointed as the Celestial Head by the Dao Ancestor.
At the same time, the calamity energy in the world surged again with the establishment of the Celestial Court.