Hong Huang: I Kept Offering Poisonous Plans! Hou Tu Urged Me to Calm Down

Chapter 30: The Twelve Divine Heavenly Demon Formation! Chu Xuan Scolds the Wu Ancestors!  

After nearly a thousand years, Chu Xuan returned to the Wu race once more. Observing the significantly more heavily guarded heartland, he nodded to himself in approval.

Having deployed twenty or thirty senior witches to oversee the vicinity, it was evident that the Wu race had faced frequent attacks during this period.

If even the Wu race faced such threats, it was needless to say what other beings endured.

Regardless, Nuwa and Fuxi residing in the heartland had to shoulder this karmic cause and effect, even if they knew it was highly likely orchestrated by the Wu race behind the scenes.

Chu Xuan, accompanied by Hou Tu, avoided a newly constructed cave dwelling in the heartland and opted not to meet with Fuxi and Nuwa. Instead, he headed directly toward the Pangu Palace.

Many senior witches in the vicinity sensed something amiss almost instantly. Even though Chu Xuan had concealed his presence well, their gazes instinctively turned toward him. Fortunately, Hou Tu revealed herself in time which prompted the senior witches to settle down.

“They could actually detect us! Even without activating my Pangu blood essence, I shouldn’t have fallen to this level,” Chu Xuan remarked in surprise. As a Wu Ancestor, even at the initial stage, his grasp of the Wu race’s laws far surpassed these senior witches at their mid-to-late stages.

Moreover, as the Sovereign of the Heavenly Tribulation Dao, his dual Dao reinforcement should have made his concealment nearly flawless.

Hou Tu’s eyes also flickered with doubt as she sensed something unusual about the surrounding senior witches.

“It seems to be a formation!”

“Could it be…?”

Chu Xuan spoke, using his Wu Ancestor blood essence to deduce the situation. He felt a faint familiarity, and a shocking speculation surfaced in his mind which left him stunned.

The Wu race, devoid of divine souls, rarely excelled in formations. Yet, the only formation in his memory capable of enhancing the strength of senior witches and elevating the Wu race was none other than the legendary Twelve Divine Heavenly Demon Formation!

This formation could summon Pangu’s spirit and rival the techniques of true Saints.

“Could they have developed this while I was away?” Chu Xuan, uncharacteristically excited, quickened his pace toward Pangu Palace.

If the Wu race could master this level of power at this stage, it would allow his plans to become much bolder.

Dragging Hou Tu along, Chu Xuan moved unhindered and directly entered the depths of Pangu Palace.

The moment he stepped in, he sensed a terrifying aura circulating within the hall.

Eleven colossal divine figures, each immeasurable in size, stood in a faintly connected formation. Although it seemed incomplete and the aura was uneven, merely standing there was enough to inspire awe.

It felt as if a chaotic, dark mist enveloped these figures, ready to birth something terrifying.

“What an amazing formation!” Chu Xuan exclaimed instinctively. He sensed the vibrations of his Wu Ancestor blood essence, as if urging him to step forward and complete the array.

Before he could act, the chaotic mist suddenly dissipated. The eleven figures emerged, laughing heartily.

Di Jiang spoke first, “Little brother, little sister, you’re finally back! How is it? What do you think of our formation? This is the prototype of a formation we eleven Wu Ancestors deduced from Father God’s spirit. It’s called the Twelve Divine Heavenly Demon Formation! Although it’s incomplete, even as it stands now, with one of you stepping in, it can unleash the power of a late-stage Quasi-Saint! If fully completed, it could reach the peak of the Quasi-Saint level! Perhaps, when we all break through to Quasi-Saint, we could even glimpse the might of a true Saint!”

Listening to Di Jiang’s explanation, which was just as he had expected, Chu Xuan nodded in excitement and said with some emotion, “Excellent! This is truly the ultimate technique of our Wu race! Impressive! My past plans pale in comparison to the directness of raw power! My elder brothers and sisters have truly performed a great service for the Wu race!”

Hearing Chu Xuan’s praise, the Wu Ancestors were overjoyed. In their eyes, Chu Xuan was undoubtedly the most intelligent member of the Wu race. Despite his schemes being somewhat ruthless, his wisdom was undeniable.

Receiving his approval made their recent efforts worthwhile.

After all, they had labored day and night, enduring the patience required to engage in something as uncharacteristic as deducing a formation.

Zhu Rong coughed lightly and prepared to boast in front of Chu Xuan. However, before he could speak, Chu Xuan continued excitedly.

“And with such power at our disposal, I can finally stop holding back and unleash my full brilliance! My elder brothers and sisters, hear me out! I have a plan! Let us overthrow the Saint positions, bring down those with great divine powers, and make the Zixiao Palace restless in the chaos!”

Chu Xuan’s impassioned speech left Zhu Rong silent and froze the smiles on the other Wu Ancestors’ faces.

What Saint positions overturned?  

What great divine powers brought down?  

What chaos in the Zixiao Palace?  

Just great!

They had celebrated too soon!

Even Di Jiang was dumbfounded.

Previously, Di Jiang had felt uneasy about the Wu race’s reliance on Chu Xuan’s schemes to thrive. He believed that the race’s burdens shouldn’t rest solely on Chu Xuan’s shoulders. This was why he had painstakingly gathered the Wu Ancestors to deduce theTwelve Divine Heavenly Demon Formation.

Yet, before they could relish their achievement, Chu Xuan declared that he had been holding back all along and was ready to unleash his full potential!

If his restrained actions were already so ruthless, what would happen when he truly let loose?

Overthrowing Saint positions, toppling divine powers, and throwing the Zixiao Palace into turmoil—how utterly terrifying!

There was a long silence.

The previously lively atmosphere instantly cooled down, leaving Chu Xuan somewhat puzzled. He did not feel he had said anything wrong.

The Wu race was bound to face disaster sooner or later. Rather than waiting for others to make a move, it was better to strike first. He was plotting for the Wu race’s benefit at this very moment!

Meeting Chu Xuan’s gaze, Di Jiang finally coughed lightly twice and spoke with some awkwardness.

“Little brother, aren’t you being a bit too hasty? Now that we have allied with a future Saint and developed the Twelve Divine Heavenly Demon Formation, coupled with your strategy to ensure the Yao race’s Heavenly Court will implode eventually, why take unnecessary risks?”

The other Wu Ancestors nodded one after another, agreeing with their eldest brother.

In the past, the Primordial Realm regarded the Wu Ancestors as rash and impulsive brutes who often resorted to fighting rather than thinking, acting extremely recklessly.

But that was then. Ever since Chu Xuan had been among them as a contrast, they now believed that everything must be approached with caution and excessive extremism should be avoided.

However, as Chu Xuan looked at the Wu Ancestors, who seemed content and complacent, he frowned. Without hesitation, he fell back on his role as a strategist.

“Big brother, have you allied with all six future Saints?”

Di Jiang, though confused by the question, still shook his head.

“No, only Nuwa! But for our Wu race, there’s no need to fear too much. Having one Saint is enough, especially with the Twelve Divine Heavenly Demon Formation!”

Chu Xuan continued, “Big brother, can one person fully manifest the array and rival five Saints or the Dao Ancestor Hongjun? No!”

“This is a formation. Even if someone uses the blood of a Wu Ancestor, like the senior witches outside, it would merely amplify their strength somewhat. Even with all twelve Ancestral Witches together and the formation fully activated, it’s impossible to truly fight against five Saints or Dao Ancestor Hongjun.”

Di Jiang’s expression grew uneasy as he realized something.

Chu Xuan nodded before his face suddenly grew solemn. He sternly declared, “Big brother has, one, not allied with all the Saints which leaves us vulnerable to their attacks! Two, does not have someone who has the ability to single-handedly manifest the array to prevent being defeated one by one! Three, does not have the strength for the entire race to withstand both the Saints and Hongjun! Then how can you say it is too hasty? That it is enough? This is lacking here and there, delaying here and waiting there. By the time disaster strikes, do you plan to scramble to act only when the Wu race faces extinction?”

With a heavy rebuke, he stood alone against the multitude of Wu Ancestors.

They all bowed their heads in shame.

The earlier joy of perfecting the Twelve Divine Heavenly Demon Formation vanished completely and was replaced by humility.

Indeed, a mere formation, at best carrying the might of a Saint, was no reason to relax.

They were not acting for themselves alone but bore the weight of the entire Wu race. While it was not certain they would face off against the Saints and the Dao Ancestor, they could not afford to lack the capability to do so.

Since they lacked such ability, they needed to scheme and plan rather than revel in their current achievements.

Di Jiang let out a long sigh.

“I understand now, little brother. Tell us your plan!”

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