Opening a World

Within the diagram lay a great thousand world, complete with mountains and rivers, sun and moon, stars, birds and beasts, flowers and trees.

Countless living beings were also nurtured within it, suddenly appearing and vanishing, seeming to perish only to live again, in an endless cycle of life and death.

It also contained infinite Dao principles of creation. To Fuxi, who primarily cultivated the Way of Creation, this treasure was as useful as an innate supreme treasure.

One reason he had asked Hongjun for it was indeed that it would one day belong to his younger sister Nuwa. The other was that it could serve as the foundation for opening a world.

Fuxi knew full well how many benefits came with possessing a world of his own.

Even a small thousand world possessed complete laws and could nurture a realm of heaven and earth.

To govern a world and become its master meant not only a great increase in strength, but also the ability to wield that world's origin at will with every gesture.

Moreover, one could control the Heavenly Dao, comprehend its laws, and advance one's cultivation at a speed almost like cheating.

Among the Primordial World Quasi-Saints of later ages, only Zhen Yuanzi, Ancestor Minghe, and Daoist Randeng had succeeded in opening worlds of their own.

Of them, Zhen Yuanzi used the Earth Book as his foundation to open the Shanhai Wilderness Realm.

Ancestor Minghe, meanwhile, used the Netherworld Blood Sea as his foundation to open the Asura Realm.

With the Asura Realm as his foundation, he claimed the Asura Path among the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

These two worlds were also the greatest source of support that allowed Zhen Yuanzi and Ancestor Minghe to become top-tier mighty figures of the Primordial World.

Daoist Randeng, on the other hand, seized the Twenty-Four Sea-Calming Divine Pearls from Zhao Gongming of the Interception Sect during the Investiture of the Gods and used his Magic Treasures, the Heaven-Measuring Ruler, to evolve them into twenty-four small worlds.

With these, he leaped from the realm of a mighty figure to become one of the foremost wielders of Divine Abilities in the Primordial World.

Later, Daoist Randeng joined the Buddhist Sect and became known as Ancient Buddha Randeng, and the twenty-four small worlds evolved into twenty-four Buddha lands.

This gave Fuxi an idea. The Twenty-Four Sea-Calming Divine Pearls were only twenty-four small worlds, while the Landscape of Mountains and Rivers, and the State contained a great world.

If he could evolve the Landscape of Mountains and Rivers, and the State into a world, its power would surely be unprecedented!

Besides, the ultimate goal of the Mythic Great Luo Method he cultivated was to transcend the Heavenly Dao and make his own body the Dao: attain it once and attain it forever, with an immortal consciousness and an undying true spirit.

If he could master the Heavenly Dao of a great world ahead of time, comprehend its laws, and understand the evolution of heavenly secrets, it would be of immense benefit to his future cultivation.

Leaving everything else aside, it would be an enormous help in his present task of opening each strand of Primordial Ancestral Qi into a world.

At that thought, Fuxi circulated his own Divine Ability of creation and invoked the Primordial Eight Trigrams Method.

A pitch-black taiji sphere appeared before him.

Around the taiji sphere, the eight trigrams emerged one by one.

The Great Dao of creation turned and flowed. The eight trigrams transformed into countless possibilities; three and one united as origin, six and one united as Qi, forming an embryo like an egg, with Qi rounded and its form complete.

As the Taiji Diagram operated, rays of divine light flickered, and Boundless Xuan Guang slowly rose, illuminating the four poles and eight wildernesses.

The years went uncounted in the Primordial World as Fuxi immersed himself in a long period of cultivation.

Meanwhile, the Witch Clan grew ever stronger under the leadership of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Great Shamans such as Xing Tian, Hou Yi, Jiu Feng, and Kuafu emerged one after another.

The various clans of the Primordial World gradually heard news as well.

A powerful race called the Witch Clan had appeared at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

The Witch Clan possessed formidable bodies and unmatched combat strength. With twelve Daluo Golden Immortal Peak-level Ancestral Witches holding the surrounding lands in check, its strength rivaled that of the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans.

There was another rumor: Ancestral Qilin, patriarch of the Qilin Clan, had suffered a setback at the Witch Clan's hands and fled back to the Qilin Clan Territory in a sorry state.

Such an astonishing report shook the clans of the Primordial World, and they sent people to investigate.

Who was Ancestral Qilin?

He was a mighty figure at the quasi-sage level!

Many refused to believe that anyone could defeat such a powerful figure.

Although most of the clans doubted the story, they quietly grew more wary of the newly emerged Witch Clan.

The Dragon and Phoenix Clans were the wariest of all.

Others might not know Ancestral Qilin's circumstances, but the Dragon and Phoenix Clans, fellow overlords of the Primordial World, knew them inside and out.

Thus, they had learned early on that the rumor was absolutely true, and that the reality was even more astonishing!

Ancestral Qilin had suffered far more than a mere setback. The Witch Clan had beaten him until his body fell apart, and he had nearly left his old life behind there.

Even the Qilin Seal had been crushed to powder.

On the very day Ancestral Qilin fled back to the Clan Territory, the two clans' hidden agents among the Qilin had sent the news back.

At first, neither clan believed it, but after verifying it from many sources, they had no choice but to accept it.

What they did not know was that the one who had suppressed Ancestral Qilin was not the Witch Clan, but Fuxi, the man behind it.

Even so, the two clans had no choice but to regard the Witch Clan with apprehension.

Since the Witch Clan could crush Ancestral Qilin, Yuanfeng and Ancestral Dragon, who were in the same realm as him, would naturally be no match for it either.

Thus, although the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans continued to fight one another, they all independently chose to suppress the newly emerged Witch Clan.

Yet every member of the Witch Clan possessed an incomparably formidable body. Even in the face of the three clans' joint suppression, they remained as immovable as a mountain, and even faintly showed signs of standing as their equals.

Of course, this had to be attributed to the strength of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Had they merely been the original Twelve Ancestral Witches, even with their unmatched bodies, they might not have been able to withstand Ancestral Dragon and Yuanfeng.

Only because they had undergone a transformation under Fuxi's guidance could they shelter the Witch Clan as it rose between heaven and earth.

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, the vast earth stretched into the distance!

A Witch Clan hunting party, laden with game, was slowly making its way forward.

There were roughly sixty or seventy people in the party, each carrying a large carcass on their back, making them a striking sight.

Among their quarry were not only all manner of rare beasts of the Primordial World, but also a fair number of corpses of its overlords, such as dragons, phoenixes, and qilin.

At the front of the party strode a hundred-meter-tall giant with a massive axe in hand. Broad-faced and square-eyed, with a large and powerful build, he was none other than Xing Tian, a Great Shaman of the Witch Clan.

Behind him followed a man and a woman. The man carried a great bow on his back and was tall, imposing, and handsome; the woman was full of heroic spirit, with a slender waist and long legs. They were the Great Shamans Hou Yi and Jiu Feng.

As the number of clanspeople grew, the food around the Witch Clan gradually became insufficient, so the Ancestral Witches decided to form several hunting parties made up of the clan's Great Shamans.

Every so often, they would hunt in the Primordial World to supply the clan with meat.

The leader of this particular party was the Great Shaman Xing Tian.

Xing Tian raised his head and glanced at the blazing sun overhead, then turned to the others. "Let's pick up the pace and try to return to the Clan Territory before the Sun Star sets behind the mountains. This hunt has been a bountiful one, so tonight we'll have a grand celebration."

"Good!"

Hearing this, everyone cheered and quickened their pace.

Carrying their game, the group pressed onward, talking and laughing as they crossed one mountain after another.

Suddenly, Xing Tian's broad eyes widened and he turned to gaze into the east, where a vast mass of dark clouds was billowing rapidly toward them from the distance.