Who Says the Witch Tribe Has No Future? Xuan Zheng's Words Pave a Path to the Heavens for the Witch Tribe!

Under Buzhou Mountain, the clamor reached the heavens.

Inside Pangu Hall, however, an unusual silence reigned.

Xuanzheng paced slowly around the mountain of rare treasures and exotic ores piled in the center of the grand hall.

The sharpness of the Grand Unity Essence Gold, the sinister aura of the Nine Nether Cold Iron—these were top-tier divine materials that would make even the most powerful beings in the Primordial World fight tooth and nail. Yet, he had gathered them here under the guise of "the core materials for the Buzhou Mountain project must be refined first, invoking the Father God's power for reinforcement." This gave him a legitimate reason to amass them.

Dijiang emerged from ripples in space. He looked at the pile of materials, then at Xuanzheng. "Thirteenth brother, these divine materials are the foundation of the project. Why not smelt them directly at the foot of the mountain, but instead move them into the hall?"

Xuanzheng stopped pacing and turned to face Dijiang, a look of "understandable" piety on his face. "Eldest brother, these materials will serve as the foundation of the 'Sky-Supporting Mountain-Suppressing Pangu Great Array.' We must invoke the Father God's power within the hall for them to perfectly integrate with Buzhou Mountain's earth veins."

This reason was impeccable.

Dijiang nodded slightly, then flickered and vanished into the void, silently observing from high above the hall. He had a feeling that his thirteenth brother's intentions went beyond mere "refinement."

Xuanzheng took a deep breath, his fingertips moved slightly, and a barely perceptible wisp of the [Buzhou Mountain Dragon Vein Ancestral Source]'s essence quietly seeped into the depths of the hall's foundation, like a key sliding into a lock.

Having done this, he slammed his hand onto the pile of materials!

"Rise!"

There were no flames that could scorch the heavens and boil the seas like Zhurong's, but rather a more ferocious power of Law! These indestructible divine materials, now like dough, were kneaded and fused by his purest Law, transforming into profound runes that were branded onto the four walls and the dome of Pangu Hall. The critical nodes of the [Pangu World-Suppression Mysterious Yellow Great Array (Incomplete Version)] were being replenished one by one!

Dijiang, watching from above, felt his heart tremble. This was not refinement; it was creation! He was using the Father God's residual Laws to remodel the Father God's hall!

The moment the last rune was branded.

[Boom--!]

The entire Pangu Hall violently shook, not by swaying, but by rising upwards! The hall's structure elevated by several feet, and the ancient stone carvings on its walls now flowed with a rich Mysterious Yellow luminescence.

An ancient, vast battle intent from the Primordial World, mixed with the aura of iron and blood, emanated from the depths of the hall, piercing straight into the sky!

Outside the hall, Houtu, Zhujiuyin, and other Ancestral Witches, who were supervising the construction, suddenly looked up, gazing at Pangu Hall in horror. They could feel that the hall had come "alive," becoming one with Buzhou Mountain and the pulse of the entire Primordial World, transforming into a dormant war behemoth!

In Xuanzheng's mind, the handbook's light screen flashed wildly:

[Warning! Detecting Pangu Hall core BUG: Pangu_002 is being repaired... Congratulations to the host! [Pangu War God Hall (Imitation - Prototype)] is officially activated!]

Instantly, Xuanzheng's will moved, and he clearly perceived that this War God Hall was now indestructible, capable of withstanding Quasi-Saint level attacks. It could also automatically gather the spiritual energy of the land, and the Witch Clan members within the hall would have their bloodline refinement speed increased by thirty percent out of thin air!

The next moment, above the nine heavens, the wind and clouds changed color. A thick, heart-stopping pillar of Mysterious Yellow Merit golden light pierced through the clouds, ignoring all obstacles, and landed precisely within Xuanzheng's body!

Vast amounts of Heavenly Dao Merit poured in like a celestial river, frantically cleansing his limbs and bones!

The bottleneck of the Early Ancestral Witch cultivation was as fragile as paper before this power, shattered in an instant! His aura climbed steadily, firmly entering the Mid Ancestral Witch realm!

The acre-sized Merit Auspicious Cloud above his head expanded visibly at an astonishing rate, doubling in size in the blink of an eye to two acres, brilliant with golden light and auspicious radiance!

Dijiang descended from above and quickly walked before Xuanzheng. He looked at the thick, solid Merit Auspicious Cloud behind Xuanzheng's head, then felt the profound aura of the War God Hall, which had undergone a complete transformation. For the first time, the leader of the Witch Clan's voice carried an uncontrollable excitement: "Thirteenth brother, this... this is your true objective!"

Xuanzheng slowly opened his eyes, a perfectly feigned look of "innocence" and "surprise" on his face. "Eldest brother, I was merely following the Father God's revelation to return the materials to their rightful place. I never expected... this merit is truly too abundant."

He paused, as if in thought, his expression turning to confusion and inquiry. "Eldest brother, I observed that the repair of Pangu Hall this time brought down Heavenly Merit, advancing my cultivation. I was wondering... is there truly no possibility for our Witch Clan to achieve the Dao?"

This question made Dijiang's heart skip a beat. "The Heavenly Dao is unfair. We do not cultivate the Primordial Spirit, so how can we achieve the Dao?"

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

He raised his hand and pointed to the Merit Auspicious Cloud above his head. The golden light of merit pulsed slightly according to his will, lending his words a peculiar Daoist charm.

"We do not cultivate the Primordial Spirit, nor do we comprehend the Heavenly Dao, so we shall not walk that path!"

"Eldest brother, think about it. Repairing Pangu Hall yielded such merit. What about the 'Buzhou Mountain Reinforcement Project' we are currently undertaking? That project protects the entire Primordial World! When that is done, how immense will the Heavenly Dao's merit be?"

Dijiang's breathing momentarily stopped.

Xuanzheng's voice, with its strange magic, continued to echo in his ears. "Why should we be fixated on the Primordial Spirit? We can forge a new path! Let us take repairing the heavens and earth, and perfecting the order of the Primordial World as our duty; let us take constructing 'super projects' beneficial to the Primordial World as our cultivation! With that immeasurable Heavenly Dao Merit, we shall temper our physical bodies and forge the [Merit Saint Body] that is impervious to all tribulations!"

Xuanzheng took a step forward, looking directly into Dijiang's eyes, and uttered, word by word, a crazy concept that could overturn the entire understanding of the Primordial World:

"By then, who would dare say our Witch Clan cannot achieve the Dao? We... can even forge a new path of 'Merit Saint' and even... 'Construction Quasi-Saint'!"

Merit Saint! Construction Quasi-Saint!

These eight words exploded in Dijiang's mind like the thunder of creation!

This idea was too shocking! Too heretical!

He looked at the Merit Auspicious Cloud behind Xuanzheng, which was almost solid, and felt the solidity emanating from the Pangu War God Hall beneath his feet... The heart of the Witch Clan leader, which had long been as firm as rock, trembled violently for the first time.

And a trace of intense anticipation, named "hope"!

This thirteenth brother, he... he was charting an unprecedented path to the heavens for the entire Witch Clan!

Dijiang remained silent for a long time, the spatial Laws around him fluctuating violently due to his inner turmoil.

He took a deep breath, his eyes regaining their sharp and resolute gaze, as if he had made up his mind.

"This path... is feasible! To walk this grand path, we must clear all obstacles."

His tone shifted, and he looked towards the southwest direction outside the hall, his gaze chilling. "Those two who came to freeload... how do you plan to deal with them?"