Who Said the Witch Clan Had No Future? With a Single Word, Xuanzheng Mapped Out a Path to the Heavens for the Witch Clan!

Beneath Buzhou Mountain, the clamor shook the heavens.

Yet within Pangu Hall, an unusual stillness reigned.

Xuanzheng slowly paced around the mountain-like pile of rare treasures and exotic metals in the center of the hall.

The sharp aura of Grand Unity Essence Gold, the eerie chill of Nine Nether Cold Iron—these top-tier divine materials, which Primordial Great Powers would fight to the death over, had now been gathered here under the perfectly legitimate pretext that "the core materials for the Buzhou Mountain project must first be refined to draw upon Father God's blessing."

Dijiang stepped out from ripples in space. Looking at the pile of materials and then at Xuanzheng, he asked, "Thirteenth Brother, these divine materials are the foundation of the project. Why not refine them directly at the foot of the mountain? Why move them into the hall instead?"

Xuanzheng stopped and turned to face Dijiang, wearing an expression of perfectly natural devotion. "Big Brother, these materials will serve as the formation foundation for the Sky-Supporting Mountain-Suppressing Pangu Great Array. Only by drawing upon Father God's power within this hall can they perfectly align with Buzhou Mountain's earth veins."

The reason was flawless.

Dijiang nodded slightly, then flashed away and vanished into the void, silently watching from high above the hall. He had always felt that his Thirteenth Brother intended to do more than simply "refine" the materials.

Xuanzheng took a deep breath. With a slight movement of his fingertips, an imperceptible strand of the Buzhou Mountain Dragon Vein Ancestral Source slipped quietly into the depths of the hall's foundation, like a key entering a lock.

Only after doing this did he suddenly press his hand onto the pile of materials!

"Rise!"

There were no raging flames like Zhurong's Sky Burning Sea Boiling. Instead, there was an even more overbearing Power of Law! These indestructible divine materials became like dough beneath his purest Power of Law, kneaded and fused into mysterious runes that imprinted themselves upon the walls and dome of Pangu Hall. The crucial nodes of the Pangu World-Suppression Mysterious Yellow Great Array (Incomplete Version) were restored one by one!

Dijiang watched from above, his heart violently shaken. This was not refinement—it was creation! He was using the laws Father God had left behind to transform Father God's hall!

At the instant the final rune was imprinted—

[BOOM—!]

The entire Pangu Hall jolted violently. It did not shake; it rose upward! The hall surged several yards higher, and the ancient stone carvings upon its walls began to flow with dense Mysterious Yellow radiance.

A vast, ancient battle intent of the primordial world, mixed with the murderous aura of iron and blood, burst from the depths of the hall and shot straight into the clouds!

Outside the hall, Houtu, Zhujiuyin, and the other Ancestral Witches, who had been overseeing construction, abruptly looked up and stared at Pangu Hall in shock. They could feel that the hall had "come alive," its pulse joined to Buzhou Mountain and the entire primordial earth, becoming a dormant beast of war!

Within Xuanzheng's mind, the manual's light screen flashed wildly:

[Warning! Pangu Hall core BUG: Pangu_002 detected undergoing repairs... Congratulations, Host! [Pangu War God Hall (Imitation · Prototype)] has officially activated!]

In an instant, with a thought from Xuanzheng, he clearly sensed that this War God Hall had become indestructible, capable of withstanding Quasi-Saint-level attacks. It could also automatically gather the earth's fortune, while the Witch Clan members within it would have their bloodline tempering speed increased by thirty percent out of nowhere!

The next moment, above the Nine Heavens, the winds and clouds changed color. A thick beam of Mysterious Yellow Merit Golden Light, so immense it made hearts tremble, pierced through the clouds, ignored every obstacle, and poured into Xuanzheng's body with flawless precision!

A vast amount of Heavenly Dao Merit surged through him like an overturned heavenly river, crazily scouring his limbs and bones!

The cultivation bottleneck of the Early Ancestral Witch realm was as fragile as paper before this power and was instantly pierced through! His aura rose steadily, firmly entering the Mid Ancestral Witch realm!

The one-acre Merit Auspicious Cloud above his head expanded at a visible rate. In the blink of an eye, it doubled in size, reaching two acres in breadth, radiant with golden light and trailing countless streams of auspicious energy!

Dijiang descended from above and strode quickly to Xuanzheng. Looking at the dense, solid Merit Auspicious Cloud behind his head, then sensing the earth-shaking changes in the aura of this War God Hall, the leader of the Witch Clan spoke with uncontrollable excitement for the first time. "Thirteenth Brother, this... this was your true purpose!"

Xuanzheng slowly opened his eyes, a perfectly timed hint of "innocence" and "surprise" appearing on his face. "Big Brother, I merely followed Father God's revelation and put the materials where they belonged. I never expected... the merit reward to be so generous."

He paused as if in thought, his expression turning puzzled and searching. "Big Brother, repairing Pangu Hall brought down merit from heaven and advanced my cultivation. I have been wondering... does our Witch Clan truly have no chance of attaining the Dao?"

The question made Dijiang's heart skip a beat. "The Heavenly Dao is unjust. We do not cultivate primordial spirits, so how can we attain the Dao?"

"No." Xuanzheng shook his head. Though his voice was not loud, it struck Dijiang's heart like a heavy hammer. "Perhaps the Heavenly Dao is fair. It closed one door, but perhaps... it also opened a window for us."

He raised a hand and pointed at the Merit Auspicious Cloud above his head. The Merit Golden Light pulsed faintly at his will, lending his words an unusual Dao rhythm.

"We do not cultivate primordial spirits or comprehend the Heavenly Dao, so we will not take that path!"

"Think about it, Big Brother. Repairing Pangu Hall alone brought such immense merit. What about the Buzhou Mountain Reinforcement Project we are carrying out? It protects the entire primordial world! When the time comes, how vast will the merit bestowed by the Heavenly Dao be?"

Dijiang's breathing stopped for an instant.

Xuanzheng's voice carried a strange magic as it continued to echo in his ears. "Why must we cling to primordial spirits? We can forge another path! Let restoring heaven and earth and perfecting Primordial Order be our duty; let building 'super projects' beneficial to the primordial world be our cultivation! Use that boundless Heavenly Dao Merit to temper our bodies and condense Merit Saint Bodies, Indestructible Through Ten Thousand Calamities!"

Xuanzheng stepped forward, staring straight into Dijiang's eyes as he enunciated, word by word, the mad vision that could overturn the entire primordial world's understanding:

"By then, who would dare say that our Witch Clan cannot attain the Dao? We... could even carve out an entirely new path of 'Merit Saint,' or even... 'Construction Quasi-Saint'!"

Merit Saint! Construction Quasi-Saint!

Those eight words exploded in Dijiang's mind like divine thunder at the creation of the world!

The idea was too shocking! Too heretical!

He looked at the Merit Auspicious Cloud behind Xuanzheng's head, which was nearly solid, and felt the weighty presence emanating from the Pangu War God Hall beneath his feet... For the first time, the heart of the Witch Clan's leader, once firm as stone, wavered violently.

And with it came a fierce anticipation called... hope!

This Thirteenth Brother... he was mapping out an unprecedented path to the heavens for the entire Witch Clan!

Dijiang remained silent for a long time. The Space Law around him rippled violently because of the turmoil in his heart.

He took a deep breath, and his gaze became sharp and resolute once more, as though he had made up his mind.

"This path... is feasible! To walk this great road to the heavens, we must clear away every obstacle."

His tone shifted as he looked toward the southwest outside the hall, his gaze turning cold. "Those two who came begging for handouts... how do you intend to deal with them?"