Xu Fang was in the sea of blood, discussing the Way with Patriarch Ming He, and it was a very pleasant conversation.
Meanwhile, the matter of Houtu transforming into the cycle of reincarnation and achieving sainthood did not lose its heat with the suppression of the Earthly Way by the Heavenly Way. Houtu retreated to the Underworld, and the discussion continued to spread throughout the Primordial Era, debated by all living beings.
"I never imagined that Ancestral Witch Houtu would possess such great compassion and perseverance, sacrificing herself for the greater good, perfecting the Primordial heaven and earth, and allowing beings to cycle through reincarnation. Truly admirable!"
"Wait! Shouldn't the main point be the coexistence of the Three Ways: Heavenly, Earthly, and Human?"
"Now that the Heavenly and Human Ways are both present, where is the Earthly Way?"
"I don't know. I only know that the Witch tribe's hopes are dashed this time, but the Demon tribe can probably breathe a sigh of relief."
The beings of the Primordial Era chattered endlessly, some admiring Houtu, others marveling at the profound secrets of the Three Ways. Still others, with active minds, attempted to search for the Human Way among the Three Ways, seeking to achieve enlightenment through it.
Of course, the attention of most beings was focused on the Wu and Yao tribes.
The Wu and Yao tribes, in their struggle for control of the Primordial heaven and earth, were originally evenly matched, neither able to overcome the other.
When Nuwa, a Saint, emerged from the Demon tribe, this delicate balance was shattered.
Now, with Houtu, a Saint, emerging from the Witch tribe as well, the Witch tribe had finally managed to equalize the situation, a moment of triumph for them.
As a result, the Heavenly Way directly suppressed the Earthly Way, forcing Houtu to retreat to the Underworld. For the Witch tribe, this was a complete waste of their joy, and they must have been furious!
Just as the beings of the Primordial Era had guessed, the Ancestral Witches of the Witch tribe were all seething with anger at this moment.
"Damn it! How dare that old bastard Hongjun bully my Witch tribe like this!"
Di Jiang smashed the stone platform in front of him, saying with resentment.
The other Ancestral Witches also wore furious expressions, filled with hatred for Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
They were the essence of Pangu's blood and essence, always only honoring Pangu, not revering the path of immortality, nor respecting the Dao Ancestor. However, they had always kept their distance due to their fear of Dao Ancestor Hongjun's Saintly power and his embodiment of the Heavenly Way.
But now, Di Jiang could no longer maintain this superficial respect, and neither could the other Ancestral Witches hide their feelings.
This was because Dao Ancestor Hongjun had inflicted too deep a wound on the Witch tribe this time!
Originally, Houtu's transformation into the cycle of reincarnation and her attainment of Sainthood was a significant boost for the Witch tribe. With a Saint, they no longer needed to fear Nuwa, the Saint behind the Demon tribe.
As a result, Dao Ancestor Hongjun, speaking with the intent of the Heavenly Way, directly sealed the Earthly Way along with Houtu within the Underworld.
They claimed that the Underworld was newly established and required a Saint to oversee it, but this was nothing more than a struggle between the Heavenly Way and the Earthly Way, with the Heavenly Way suppressing the Earthly Way.
This meant that not only had their Witch tribe failed to welcome back a Saint, but they had also lost Ancestral Witch Houtu. This was a net loss!
The Ancestral Witches were filled with indignation and naturally had no good feelings left for Dao Ancestor Hongjun. Zhu Rong, with his volatile temper, directly spoke up.
"Big Brother! Why don't we rebel against this Heavenly Way directly and go rescue Sister Houtu!"
As soon as these words were uttered, they were immediately echoed by the other Ancestral Witches.
However, after a moment of thought, Di Jiang waved his hand to stop them.
"Forget it. If even the Earthly Way is no match for the Heavenly Way, how can my Witch tribe possibly resist?"
Di Jiang understood clearly that Houtu, having become a Saint, was still no match for the Heavenly Way, even with the support of the Earthly Way, and was confined to the Underworld.
If their Witch tribe mobilized their entire strength, would they truly be able to contend with the Heavenly Way and rescue Houtu, thus aiding the Witch tribe?
It was possible that they would fail to rescue Houtu and instead plunge the Witch tribe into peril, inadvertently assisting the Heavenly Way by using the Witch tribe to pressure Houtu.
Although the Ancestral Witches understood this logic, they were still filled with resentment. Seeing this, Di Jiang continued to appease them.
"In fact, we don't need to be so pessimistic. If our Witch tribe's Saint cannot act, then Nuwa of the Demon tribe, has she ever shown any intention of helping the Demon tribe?"
This was something that brought them some comfort, as Nuwa had appeared at the South Heaven Gate, seemingly favoring Xu Fang, showing no intention of assisting the Demon tribe.
"However, even so, with Sister Houtu confined to the Underworld, our Witch tribe has also lost a major fighting force!"
An Ancestral Witch lamented, and the other Ancestral Witches sighed with him. When calculated like this, it was still the Witch tribe that suffered a loss!
Houtu became a Saint, but it was a lonely achievement, and it also cost the Witch tribe a fighting force. Wasn't this a massive loss!
Di Jiang, helpless, to maintain morale, could only continue to comfort them.
"You must believe in Sister Houtu. She is merely confined to the Underworld, not truly abandoning the Witch tribe. How could she stand idly by if the Witch tribe were in danger in the future?"
With that, Di Jiang chuckled.
"Let's consider a possibility, even if our Witch tribe truly encounters a great calamity in the future, and we are all gone, Sister Houtu, being in the Underworld, would be incredibly safe. This is an opportunity for our Witch tribe!"
Upon hearing this, the Ancestral Witches also chuckled. Although they knew this was unlikely, thinking this way offered some solace.
Di Jiang, who spoke these words, and the Ancestral Witches who nodded in agreement, never imagined that their casual remarks today would one day come true!
Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Court of the Demon tribe, within the Lingxiao Treasure Hall.
Because Xu Fang had driven the Treasure Distribution Rock through the Heavenly Court of the Demon tribe with reckless abandon, the Heavenly Court had suffered heavy losses, with many buildings destroyed, leaving it in ruins.
The South Heaven Gate, which represented the facade of the Heavenly Court of the Demon tribe, had already collapsed.
The Lingxiao Treasure Hall, the Demon Emperor's palace, a vital area of the Heavenly Court of the Demon tribe, was also riddled with holes.
At this moment, a group of Demon Saints and Demon Generals stood in the dilapidated Lingxiao Treasure Hall, feeling the gusts of wind blowing in from the sky, lamenting their misfortune.
They were all immortal beings, so the gale wind could not harm them in the slightest, but their hearts were filled with suffering!
However, despite their myriad grievances, they dared not speak of them now, for Di Jun and Dong Huang Tai Yi stood above, their faces grim, silent. How could they dare to speak?
After a long time, Di Jun finally sighed and slowly spoke.
"This Xu Fang is truly a great enemy of our Demon tribe. He just wreaked havoc in the Demon tribe and then took Houtu to the sea of blood to help her achieve Sainthood!"
"Indeed! If Xu Fang is not eliminated, our Demon tribe will not know a moment of peace!"
Dong Huang Tai Yi also gritted his teeth in hatred. The Lingxiao Treasure Hall was still letting in wind, a masterpiece of Xu Fang.
And this fellow, to make matters worse, turned around and appeared in the sea of blood. The matter of Houtu's achievement of Sainthood was undoubtedly related to him. This fellow was the great enemy of the Demon tribe!
The Demon Saints and Demon Generals, hearing these words and sensing the anger of Di Jun and Dong Huang Tai Yi, stood trembling, afraid to speak.
What else could they say? Xu Fang's single blow with the Treasure Distribution Rock had rendered the Demon tribe utterly defenseless. To speak at this moment would be to invite trouble and be blamed for their incompetence by these two.
However, amidst the silence of the Demon tribe, as they sought to protect themselves, there were still those who courted disaster by speaking.
"Your Majesties Di Jun and Dong Huang, do not panic. The Ancestral Witch Houtu's attainment of Sainthood is merely a lonely achievement and, for our Demon tribe, it is a good thing!"