Prehistoric: Starting from Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains

Zhu Rong was exposed, and his arrogance just now completely disappeared. Reality is the cruelest, and he can't deny it at all.

Brothers with real deep feelings would rather take a knife for their brothers than cut them with a knife.

In the battle with Zhu Rong, he was really angry, and every move was a killing move. If Gong Gong was not strong enough, he might have been killed by him.

It is not uncommon for brothers to fight and kill each other. However, there are too few people who fight to the death and boast about how deep their brotherly love is.

"Brother Zhurong, if you really love me, your sister, you wouldn't keep forcing me to choose between you and Pangu League. Because you and the fellow Taoists of Pangu League are not enemies, but allies. You just want to see me in a dilemma and indecision, so that you can balance yourself."

"You know that even if you kill the fellow Taoists of Pangu League, I can't kill you. So, you ate fellow Taoist Longshen at the headquarters of Pangu League."

Every time Hou Tu Niangniang said a word, her heart was pierced.

She didn't want to lie to herself anymore, but what her brothers and sisters did made her too disappointed.

In order to revive the nine great witch ancestors, she exhausted her efforts and used all the merits accumulated by the witch clan in this calamity.

In the end, what did she get?

She didn't see the brother and sister she thought would join hands. She only saw that the nine great witch ancestors kept making things difficult for her and holding him back.

Xiang Liu advised her not to tolerate it anymore, but she still held a glimmer of hope, hoping that the witch ancestors would change their minds.

However, the witch ancestors made her feel like a nobody.

"Sister Hou Tu, how can you look at us like this?"

Zhu Rong's voice was trembling, he couldn't accept such a result.

"What else? Zhu Rong, don't deceive yourself anymore, and don't make things difficult for Sister Hou Tu anymore."

Gong Gong's voice sounded outside the hall, and Zhu Rong's face changed. Among the twelve witch ancestors, the one he least wanted to see was Gong Gong.

During the witch and demon calamity period, the two were like fire and water, and neither gave in. After experiencing the baptism of the witch and demon calamity, he entered the land of eternal calamity, but Gong Gong remained in the prehistoric world.

Gong Gong's figure slowly walked into the hall, his eyes were cold, and he looked directly at Zhu Rong. The atmosphere between the two instantly became tense, as if they had returned to the witch and demon calamity.

"Brothers, you guys come in too! Some things, we'd better talk it out face to face. You should know that Sister Hou Tu just doesn't want to take action, not that she can't."

Zhu Rong was shocked when Gong Gong said this.

Then, seven tall figures filed in and stepped into the hall. Who else could these seven people be but the seven great witch ancestors, including Zhu Jiuyin?

Except for Dijiang, who had already left the witch clan, and Tianwu, who was imprisoned in the forbidden area, all the witch ancestors of the witch clan gathered together.

These seven witch ancestors were stimulated by the news that Taiyi had attained enlightenment. They had fought with Dijun and Taiyi for their entire lives, but in the end, Taiyi attained enlightenment before them.

"Brothers, you came at the right time. Sister Houtu attacked me for the sake of outsiders."

Seeing the savior coming, Zhu Rong was overjoyed.

He didn't believe that in front of all the witch ancestors, Niangniang Houtu dared to attack him.

However, to his surprise, he did not see any concern for him on the faces of the other witch ancestors.

Zhu Jiuyin first looked at Hou Tu Niangniang, and he sighed: "Sister Hou Tu's words just now are not only for Zhu Rong, but also for all of us ancestor witches."

The atmosphere in the hall became heavier, and Zhu Jiuyin's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of every ancestor witch. They looked at each other and saw a trace of hesitation in each other's eyes.

"Zhu Jiuyin, what do you mean?"

Zhu Rong's voice was a little uneasy, and he felt that the development of things did not seem to be as he expected.

Zhu Jiuyin did not answer Zhu Rong directly, but turned to Hou Tu Niangniang, with a hint of guilt in his tone: "Sister Hou Tu, we are wrong. Although I want to deceive myself, I can't deceive myself. I am indeed jealous of you."

Zhu Jiuyin's words echoed in the hall, and every word seemed so heavy. His confession shocked all the ancestor witches present. They did not expect Zhu Jiuyin to express his feelings so directly.

"Jealous?"

Hou Tu Niangniang's eyes flashed with a hint of complexity. She looked at Zhu Jiuyin, as if she wanted to see through his heart, "Brother, you..."

Zhu Jiuyin took a deep breath and said slowly: "I'm jealous of you being able to become the spokesperson of the earth, jealous of you being able to master the six reincarnations, jealous of you being the leader of the Pangu League, and jealous of you being respected and loved by all the witches. You even cultivated a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. But we can only live in the glory of the past and can't move forward."

His words made the other ancestor witches fall into silence, and their eyes also revealed similar emotions.

They were all once strong men and the pride of the witch clan, but now, they have to admit that they have been abandoned by the times.

"Zhu Jiuyin, are you making excuses for your incompetence?"

Zhu Rong's voice was filled with anger, and he couldn't accept such an explanation.

Zhu Jiuyin shook his head, his eyes showing a hint of determination: "No, I'm not making excuses. I'm just admitting my shortcomings. Sister Hou Tu, everything you do is for the future of the Wu Clan. But we have been hindering you because of our own selfishness. Zhu Rong, please let yourself go, and let Sister Hou Tu go!"

Zhu Jiuyin's words were like a sharp knife, piercing Zhu Rong's heart. His eyes flashed with complex emotions, anger, shame, unwillingness...all the emotions were intertwined, making his face extremely ugly.

"Zhu Rong, don't you want to know who the person who just became a saint is? Let me tell you, the person who became a saint is Taiyi!"

Gonggong's voice echoed in the hall, and every word hit Zhu Rong's heart like a heavy hammer.

Taiyi, this name is an indescribable sting to all the ancestral witches present.

Zhu Rong's face turned pale instantly and his body trembled slightly. It was obvious that the news was a huge blow to him. The grudge between him and Taiyi has a long history. Now that Taiyi has become a saint, he has undoubtedly felt unprecedented pressure and frustration.

"Taiyi...has become a saint?"

There was a hint of disbelief in Zhu Rong's voice, and a trace of confusion and fear flashed in his eyes.

"Taiyi, like us, is a person who has entered the land of eternal calamity. When he became a saint, we were still holding back sister Houtu. Zhurong, don't you think this is ridiculous?"

Gonggong’s words contained a hint of self-mockery and a hint of profound reflection. His words caused the ancestral wizards present to fall into silence. Their expressions were different, but they all revealed a common emotion - shame. (End of chapter)