Preaching to Tongtian

Li Xinghe was also astonished—it seemed this treasure was destined for the Three Pure Ones.

It was the will of Heavenly Dao; even the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who were also of Pangu Orthodox lineage, could not claim it.

However, this energy barrier was not truly unbreakable. If Li Xinghe made a move and suppressed it with a Chaos Supreme Treasure, nothing could stop him unless the Chaos Green Lotus reformed.

"This treasure has no connection with you." Grand Pure One Laozi stepped forward directly, reaching one hand into the energy barrier.

Instantly, the Twenty-Four Grade Creation Green Lotus transformed. The lotus flower became the Taiyi Fly Whisk, falling into Laozi's hand.

The lotus root then turned into the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, landing in Yuanshi Tianzun's hand.

Finally, the lotus leaf transformed into the Qingping Sword, flying into Tongtian's grasp.

The three Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures chose their masters autonomously, leaving Xuan Ming and Houtu utterly astonished.

"See? You are not worthy at all." Yuanshi spoke with a smile, already comprehending the subtleties of the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi.

Xuan Ming and Houtu were furious. So what if they were born from Pangu's Primordial Spirit? Mere early-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals dared to mock them.

"Adoptive Father, let me teach them a lesson." Xuan Ming cultivated the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique and had a higher realm than the Three Pure Ones. As fellow Pangu Orthodox, it was time to settle the score.

Before Li Xinghe could speak, Xuan Ming and Houtu charged forward.

Li Xinghe couldn't help but shake his head. These two girls were too impulsive. Though their opponents were lower in realm, they had just acquired Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures, which closed the gap.

Even as fellow inheritors of Pangu, the roots of the Three Pure Ones were nearly unmatched in all of Primordial Wilderness.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were merely formed from twelve drops of essence blood, and with Li Xinghe's blessing, that only became twenty-four drops.

But the Three Pure Ones were Pangu's Primordial Spirit split into three. Perhaps only the combined roots of some Big Shots in the Primordial Wilderness could compare to them.

This was why even Hongjun would take them as disciples. The three were born saints. In a sense, by accepting them as disciples, Hongjun also siphoned off part of their fortune.

Sure enough, as soon as they clashed, the two Ancestral Witches fell into a disadvantage.

The Three Pure Ones were one in body and mind, and now armed with Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures suited to them, they could challenge those above their realm.

"Outrageous! If we had suitable weapons, we wouldn't be at a disadvantage!" Xuan Ming and Houtu were deeply unwilling.

Li Xinghe smiled faintly. Let them learn a lesson—it would save them from suffering greatly during the Witch-Demon Calamity.

In the original Primordial Wilderness, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were extremely arrogant, always claiming to be Pangu Orthodox. Even after the Three Pure Ones became saints, they still thought themselves their equals.

They were immensely proud of their physical bodies, disdaining weapons, for their fleshly cultivation at its peak was already comparable to Innate Spiritual Treasures.

Just as the two Ancestral Witches were about to buckle, Li Xinghe struck down with one hand, directly knocking back the Three Pure Ones' treasures.

The three were greatly startled. To overpower Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures with pure physical strength—this man was far stronger than they had imagined.

The Grand Pure One and Yuanshi Tianzun were on high alert, while Tongtian stared at Li Xinghe in shock.

That casual strike from Li Xinghe had plunged him into enlightenment.

"You are incarnations of Pangu's Primordial Spirit. Today, I will not bother with you. Know that there is always someone stronger, and heavens beyond heavens. Cultivate well." Li Xinghe waved his hand and vanished with Xuan Ming and Houtu.

Yuanshi snorted coldly. "Putting on airs. He merely transformed a little earlier than us. Once we three brothers raise our realms, all of Primordial Wilderness will bow to us."

Grand Pure One Laozi was somewhat puzzled but said nothing. Instead, he looked at Tongtian. "Third Brother, what's wrong?"

Tongtian snapped back to reality. "Nothing. This man is right. We have just transformed and need a sense of reverence. Not to mention, the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Races alone are beyond our ability to handle."

"Third Brother is right. Let's focus on improving our cultivation first." Laozi and Yuanshi turned and left.

But Tongtian bowed in the direction Li Xinghe had departed.

It turned out Li Xinghe's strike had a hidden purpose. He had infused the artistic conception of Pangu's Three Primal Creation Styles into that palm strike.

Among the three brothers, only Tongtian had grasped the mystery. The Qingping Sword was a weapon of slaughter, aligned with the essence of Pangu's Three Primal Creation Styles.

"Looks like Tongtian isn't stupid after all." In the shadows, Li Xinghe smiled.

Meeting the Three Pure Ones today had given him a clear picture. The Investiture of the Gods Calamity was inevitable. By laying his groundwork early, even Heavenly Dao would be unable to sway him in the future.

To be precise, by then, Heavenly Dao would already be Hongjun, and everything would be Hongjun's scheme.

Unfortunately, even Hongjun himself didn't know what the future held. How could that compare to Li Xinghe's calculations?

"After all, I'm a transmigrator. No system, fine—but having the advantage of knowing the future is still something."

Xuan Ming and Houtu, having suffered this loss, were subdued on the way back. They kept pestering Li Xinghe to find them spiritual treasures.

But Innate Spiritual Treasures were not so easily obtained. Most of the treasures in Primordial Wilderness already had owners.

The rest either hadn't reached their time to emerge or simply didn't match them.

At that very moment, on the Sun Star, two Golden Crows soared up from beneath the Innate Spiritual Root, the Fusang Divine Wood.

True Sun Fire dyed half the sky of Primordial Wilderness crimson. They were Di Jun and Tai Yi, accompanied by the Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure River Diagram and Luo Book and the Innate Supreme Treasure Chaos Bell.

At the intersection of yin and yang, where demons had fallen during the Creation Tribulation and countless foul blood from the Fierce Beasts Calamity had gathered, the Netherworld Blood Sea was conceived.

An evil being was born there—Old Ancestor Minghe.

In the Northern Sea, a massive creature, half-fish, half-bird, devoured all races—the legendary Fierce Beast Kunpeng.

In an unknown corner of Kunlun Mountain, beneath the Innate Spiritual Root, the Peach Tree, the first wisp of yin energy in the world took form—the renowned primordial sacred, Queen Mother of the West.

On an Overseas Immortal Island, the first wisp of yang energy in the world took form—the future leader of male immortals in Primordial Wilderness, East Prince.

On the vast Honghuang Earth, beneath the Ginseng Fruit Tree—one of the ten Innate Spiritual Roots—Zhenyuanzi, the Earth Immortal Ancestor, held the Earth Book in hand, exuding authority without anger.

The first red cloud formed since the opening of Heaven and Earth had successfully taken shape. This being was originally destined for sainthood, but was later ambushed and fell midway.

In the Western World, Zhunti, the first wisp of Metal Qi since the world's creation, took form. At the same time, Jieyin Daoren, a golden lotus born after Heaven's opening, also manifested.

Now that the Devil Ancestor Luohu occupied the Western World, these two could only lie low, daring not to show themselves.

Almost all the major powers that could rank among the top in Honghuang were emerging during this era.

However, the Honghuang Earth was still dominated by the Three Primal Races. These newly formed Innate Beings all chose to shut their doors and cultivate in seclusion.

They only stirred when a treasure appeared in Honghuang.

Many of them possessed great fortune, and like the Three Pure Ones, their destined opportunities could not be taken by anyone else.

Li Xinghe traveled through Honghuang with the two Ancestral Witches, and almost no one dared to provoke them.

"Adoptive Father, I heard the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Races all have plenty of good treasures. Why don't we go ask them for some?" After a journey, Li Xinghe had obtained quite a few treasures, but the Twelve Ancestral Witches were too many to equip easily.

Li Xinghe secretly broke out in a cold sweat. These weren't adopted daughters—they were two little tyrants.

The Witch-Demon Calamity was a war between the Witch Race and the Demon Court established by Di Jun and Donghuang, not a clash between you and the current Three Primal Races.

Even though he wasn't afraid, the Three Races were at the peak of their fortune right now. Even the reincarnations of the Chaos Demon Gods dared not provoke them.

"It seems I've divined the whereabouts of the Five Elements Demon God. Your treasures are as good as found now." Li Xinghe felt a sudden insight.