The Law of Force

Pangu Hall was said to have been formed from Great God Pangu's heart and to hold countless secrets within. Even in later ages, when the Ancestral Witches had died, they still had not fully refined Pangu Hall.

And as for Great God Pangu, there was no one in the Primordial World who did not know of him.

The Primordial World had been born from Great God Pangu's act of opening the heavens, and all things in it had been formed from him. Who would not call Pangu "Father God"?

Yet the Great Dao cultivated by Great God Pangu, whose body had become all things, was not the Way of Creation that created all things, but the Great Dao of Strength.

What was the Great Dao of Strength?

The utmost pinnacle of strength was the Great Dao of Strength!

Master the Great Dao of Strength!

One could open the heavens and cleave the earth. With the Pangu Axe in hand, one could slay three thousand gods and demons, or split open chaos and create a world.

And Pangu Hall, where traces of Great God Pangu's Dao Rhymes of strength remained, was the place in this world where it was easiest to comprehend the Law of Force.

It was a pity that not one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches had comprehended the Law of Force, much less glimpsed the Great Dao of Strength.

The other living beings of the Primordial World did not dare come to Pangu Hall, the very heart of the Witch Clan.

Anyone who dared set foot in the Witch Clan's holy land would face only the all-encompassing wrath and pursuit of the Witch Clan.

Fuxi, who had intruded here at this moment, was no exception.

Although the Ancestral Witches had not yet taken form and existed only as origins, they were already conscious.

Among the future Twelve Ancestral Witches, Zhurong and Gonggong, the most hot-tempered of them all, were already aflame with towering rage.

"Who is this man? How could he be here?"

"What is he trying to do? Could he be trying to approach Pangu Hall?"

"How dare he! The nerve!"

"He's nothing but a living being with no cultivation. How could he be so bold?!!!"

"Pangu Hall was formed from Father God's heart. This villain is so bold—he must not be allowed to live!!"

"If my brothers and I had already taken form, today would be the day he died. We would grind his bones to dust."

Twelve giant cocoons, twelve Ancestral Witch origins, and twelve waves of killing intent locked onto Fuxi's presence. They longed to eat the flesh and sleep on the hide of this intruder who had trespassed into their holy land!!!

But such threats had no effect on Fuxi. He simply ignored the killing intent bursting forth in a torrent.

The Witch Clan held a very special position in the world.

Whether because of their status as Pangu's descendants or their own formidable abilities, either was enough to make others think twice before acting rashly.

And anyone who knew of the later conflict between the Witch-Demon Clans, and their great feat of ruling the Primordial World, would not dare offend the Twelve Ancestral Witches at this time.

That would be no different from courting death!

But Fuxi was different!

Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches had been formed from Pangu's body and had the finest origins,

in the end, they were merely Pangu's descendants.

Never mind that Fuxi's cultivation had already far surpassed theirs at this moment.

He had no need to take them seriously.

Even the Ancestral Witches who would one day stand at the summit of the Primordial World would be nothing much to him!

Although he had come for the Witch Clan's fortune, Pangu Hall was more important for now.

With that thought, Fuxi paid them no further attention. The Chaotic Bagua in his hand continued to shroud Pangu Hall.

A massive black-and-white sphere rose into the air, stirring countless divine patterns of creation that intertwined in the void.

Strains of celestial music spread out, melodious as an ancient zither.

Fuxi's own treasure, the Fuxi Qin, had appeared behind him at some unknown point, shining with countless rays of brilliant light.

The dazzling light and beautiful celestial music intertwined, complementing the Primordial Eight Trigrams to form a scene of profound mystery!

The Dao Rhymes between heaven and earth were constantly stirred and drawn in.

They moved back and forth through space and time.

Their mysteries were boundless!

Ordinary people could neither perceive nor capture them!

But now, under the reflection of the Primordial Eight Trigrams, the countless Dao Rhymes had nowhere to hide.

"This man isn't without cultivation after all!"

"Why does this technique of his make even me tremble with fear?"

"So many Dao Rhymes have manifested! How wondrous!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were utterly astounded.

In their eyes, Fuxi was nothing more than an ordinary man with no cultivation.

But it had never occurred to them to wonder how an ordinary man could possibly have made it here.

As for the boundless Dao Rhymes, the Twelve Ancestral Witches felt little in response.

After all, they had no primordial spirits!

But the stunning sight of celestial music filling the air and rosy light shining in all directions could not be concealed.

"Huh? What's that?!!!"

Dijiang, the eldest of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, cried out in astonishment.

The many Dao Rhymes drew one another together, and space tore apart, unable to bear what was about to appear.

In an instant, a feeling as though heaven and earth were collapsing arose and lingered in the minds of the Ancestral Witches.

Like a great stone, it pressed down on them, leaving them unable to breathe.

An incomparably terrifying phantom grew a little more solid in midair, becoming a dreadful presence that, though formless, surpassed anything with form.

Heaven and earth themselves seemed to cry out in sorrow, as though utterly unable to withstand that terrifying pressure.

And a deeply familiar feeling welled up, majestic beyond compare, as if Pangu had returned to life, standing tall between heaven and earth!

It was a law!

Where the law lay, earth, fire, water, and wind collapsed.

Even looking at it from afar made body and mind tremble. A moment longer, and one's very soul might shudder, shatter, and fall apart!

The twelve giant cocoons had fallen silent, concentrating as they felt the hot blood surging within them.

An instinctive urge to worship compelled them to prostrate themselves.

Streams of Qi were drawn from them, flowing toward the law of the Great Dao of Strength.

"It's the Law of Force!"

"It's Father God's Law of Force!!!"

"How could this be?!"

"Father God has already fallen. Who else in this world can draw upon the Law of Force?"

"Even we, his descendants, cannot hope to catch a glimpse of its dust. Who is this man? What exactly is his identity?"

Roars and cries burst forth from the minds of the Ancestral Witches.

They were not born of the anger they had felt before, but of an urgent longing brought on by profound shock.

Their gazes converged on Fuxi, who stood before the Law of Force, his robes moving in the wind like an immortal banished from the heavens.

But Fuxi was not particularly excited at that moment.

This is the Law of Force?

The law, which seemed violently powerful and impossible for others to look at directly, was utterly docile in Fuxi's hands.

He had thought it would be immensely difficult to draw upon the Law of Force.

But he had never expected that, having cultivated the Mythological Great Luo Law Hongmeng Scripture, he could do so with ease through his mastery of the Primordial Eight Trigrams.

It was a pleasant surprise!

Without further delay, he brought Primordial Ancestral Qi surging from his palm, wrapped it around the law, and drew the law into his body.

Even a mighty expert with the finest origins would never dare do anything so rash.

This was the Law of Force, foremost among the three thousand laws.

The slightest mishap, and he would surely explode and die, a lifetime of cultivation going down the drain.

Only Fuxi's body, which had taken in Primordial Ancestral Qi and even surpassed those of the Ancestral Witches, could withstand such a daring act.

After drawing it into his body, Fuxi began comprehending the law without the slightest obstacle!

In an instant, countless breathtaking scenes intertwined and flashed past, incomparably clear yet incomparably swift!

There was the Green Lotus giving birth to Pangu, and Pangu opening heaven and earth.

There was also Pangu battling the gods and demons, the three thousand Great Daos displayed in full.