Ancestral Witch Houtu
The Twelve Ancestral Witches emerged, each standing respectfully before Li Xinghe.
In terms of Pangu's Essence Blood, Li Xinghe had refined countless times more than they had.
However, the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique was too difficult to cultivate. Moreover, he seemed better suited to the Law of Time and Destiny, lacking some talent for the Law of Strength.
But the Twelve Ancestral Witches before him were Pangu Orthodox. They should have been more suited to it than he was.
Each of them was burly and strong, with well-defined muscles, and bore some resemblance to Pangu.
Fortunately, the only two female Ancestral Witches, Xuan Ming and Houtu, were not built like hulking brutes. They were at least pleasing to the eye.
"I am brothers with your Father God, though we have different fathers and mothers. You may call me Adoptive Father," Li Xinghe said shamelessly.
He and Pangu were of the same generation. Was it too much for Pangu's descendants to call him Adoptive Father?
Besides, Hongjun would one day take the Three Pure Ones as disciples. He could not possibly fall behind.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches bowed together. "Greetings, Adoptive Father!"
This was Pangu Temple. Outsiders simply could not enter; only those carrying Pangu's Bloodline were qualified to do so.
Moreover, when Li Xinghe had helped strengthen their origins, they had already gained consciousness. If Pangu had given them life, then Li Xinghe had bestowed upon them the grace of rebirth.
Just imagine it: you were an ordinary person with only two kidneys, and someone gave you four. Forget calling him Adoptive Father—even acknowledging him as your ancestor would be fine.
"Good, good, good!" Li Xinghe beamed. He could now be considered to have a following in the Primordial Wilderness.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches had no primordial spirits and could not comprehend the Heavenly Dao. They were destined to be unable to attain the Saint's fruition.
Yet their physical bodies were powerful and their strength unmatched. They were also beloved children of heaven and earth in the Primordial World. Had Hongjun not interfered, they would not have met that end.
Now that they had acknowledged him as their Adoptive Father, he naturally could not watch them end up dead and vanished.
"From today onward, I bestow upon you the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique. Cultivate quietly within Pangu Temple." If they went out now, they would likely become targets.
After all, those Demon Gods had all been slain by Pangu. If they discovered the identities of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they would surely seek revenge.
"Besides cultivating your bodies, you must comprehend the laws you were born with. If you can thoroughly grasp those laws, attaining the Great Unity Golden Immortal in the future may not be impossible."
Li Xinghe had already mapped out their future path. Hongjun's cultivation system was certainly not suitable for them.
It was said that after Hongjun attained the Dao, he lectured at Purple Cloud Palace. The Twelve Ancestral Witches had not gone. Without primordial spirits, they would only have humiliated themselves.
Moreover, they were not particularly fond of Hongjun either. The Primordial World was Pangu's Primordial World, yet after becoming its first Saint, old Hongjun wanted to claim it for himself.
Later, in the Witch-Demon War, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had originally stood a chance of winning. But after they summoned Pangu's True Body, Hongjun interfered, causing them and the Demon Clan to suffer mutual destruction.
"We shall obey Adoptive Father's decree!" The Twelve Ancestral Witches were incomparably respectful. Having just been born, they had received Pangu's cultivation method. It was simply a heaven-defying stroke of Creation.
Forget Li Xinghe giving them an order—even if someone tried to drive them out now, they would have no interest in leaving.
"You were born ahead of time, and in my haste, I did not have time to prepare gifts. I will give you some first and make up the rest later."
Li Xinghe had accumulated quite a few treasures over the years. The Chaos Shovel could dig up anything. Aside from things whose time to emerge had not yet come, he had plowed through the Primordial Wilderness several times.
"Dijiang, this is a portion of the true body of Ancestor Yang Mei, the Space Demon God. It can aid your cultivation."
"Zhurong, here is part of the Fire Demon God's origin. I bestowed some upon Yuan Feng; all that remains is yours."
"Zhu Jiuyin, come here. I have insights into the Law of Time, and I will teach them all to you now."
Aside from several supreme treasures and the Twelve-Grade White Lotus of Purity, Li Xinghe distributed everything he had gained over the years.
"Looks like I need to take another walk across the Primordial Wilderness. The Fierce Beast Calamity should be nearing its end, right? The God Slaying Spear cannot fall into Luohu's hands," Li Xinghe muttered to himself.
"And that Five Elements Demon God seems not to have completely perished either. Quite a few of my adopted sons and daughters cultivate the Five Elements laws. I need to dig him out, then bury him again."
In an unknown corner of the Primordial Wilderness, the Five Elements Demon God sneezed several times in succession. "Not good. Someone is plotting against me. Could it be that my scheme to seize the Five Elements Origin of the Primordial World has been exposed?"
This Five Elements Demon God was also an old schemer. Others reincarnated and sought to quickly raise their cultivation, competing for treasures.
Yet he had remained hidden deep within the Primordial Wilderness, plotting to seize the Five Elements Origin of the Primordial World. It was the same principle as Hongjun plotting to seize the Heavenly Dao.
But this was an extremely risky undertaking. Yin and Yang and the Five Elements were the foundation of a world. Once they collapsed, the Primordial World would become a wasteland.
If the Heavenly Dao discovered him, Ancestor Five Elements likely would not even have a chance to flee.
Even Ancestor Yin Yang did not dare entertain such an idea. He was hanging himself from a noose because he had grown tired of living.
Elsewhere, the Fierce Beast Calamity on the Primordial Wilderness had also entered its final phase.
Ever since Beast Emperor Shen Ni broke through to the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm, he had launched a slaughter across the Primordial Wilderness.
Some innate clans had even been exterminated, leaving everyone in the Primordial World in fear.
Only the leaders of the Three Primal Races had received the Heavenly Dao's favor and broken through to the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm. Yet in terms of strength, they still fell somewhat short of Shen Ni.
Before long, the Three Races chose to unite, while Hongjun and Luohu also set aside their past grievances for once and joined forces against their enemy.
Both of them knew perfectly well that neither could defeat Shen Ni alone.
Even together, they were not enough. They could only rely on the strength of the Three Primal Races.
In essence, both of them were Demon Gods from Chaos, while the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Races were native beings of the Primordial Wilderness.
This calamity was destined to be resolved only by the living beings of the Primordial World.
No matter how powerful the two of them were, they could only become whetstones for Shen Ni.
However, by cooperating with the Three Races, they could also steal a great deal of Merit.
"Not bad, not bad. They have finally come to their senses. Those two arrogant fools thought they were truly heaven's chosen. The Merit from the Fierce Beast Calamity belonged to the Three Primal Races in the first place. Otherwise, I would have killed Shen Ni long ago." Li Xinghe had long seen through everything from the shadows.
Forget Beast Emperor Shen Ni—even Hongjun and Luohu could, in theory, be easily killed with Li Xinghe's strength. Yet he had not acted.
The main reason was that their fates had not yet run out. For example, during the Creation Tribulation, he had reminded Pangu to split Hongjun's true body vertically, yet even that had failed to kill him.
Li Xinghe was not arrogant enough to think himself stronger than Pangu at his peak. He could only let them develop and wait until their Fortune was nearly exhausted before forcefully suppressing them.
In the end, Luohu and Hongjun still lacked vision. The Karma Demon God, Yin Yang Demon God, and Qian Kun had long seen this point clearly, which was why they had chosen to withdraw.
The vision of top-level Demon Gods could not be compared to that of two upstarts. Perhaps only in the later stages of the Dragon-Phoenix Tribulation would Hongjun and Luohu's vision truly surpass those top-level Demon Gods.
Ancestral Dragon, Yuan Feng, Beginning Qilin, Hongjun, and Luohu—the five Hunyuan Golden Immortals joined forces and finally forced Beast Emperor Shen Ni back.
"Shen Ni possesses the killing supreme treasure, the God Slaying Spear. By all reason, he should not have lost. It seems fate is no longer on his side." Li Xinghe sighed. Heaven's will could not be defied.
However, he knew Beast Emperor Shen Ni's temperament. He would not be so easy to deal with. Even if he perished, it would surely be earth-shattering.
Sure enough, under the pressure of the five great powerhouses, Beast Emperor Shen Ni decided to sacrifice all Fierce Beasts and bring his own strength to its peak.
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