Buzhou Mountain Repair Complete! The Entire Witch Clan Upgrades, Hongjun's Blood Pressure Soars to the Limit!

Another hundred years passed, a mere blink of an eye in the Primordial World.

Atop Buzhou Mountain, the Sky-Supporting Mountain-Suppressing Pangu Great Array was fully activated, and the [Buzhou Mountain Dragon Vein Ancestral Source] was perfectly restored to its place.

In Xuanzheng's mind, on the Manual interface, the glaring, blood-red S-class BUG: [Buzhou Mountain Structural Flaw and Heavenly Pillar Collapse Risk], was rapidly changing color before his very eyes.

It shifted from blood-red to orange-yellow, then from orange-yellow to light green, and finally, with a barely audible click, it vanished completely!

Repair successful!

Above the nine heavens, the winds and clouds instantly changed!

Immeasurable Mysterious Yellow Merit energy converged from beyond the thirty-third heaven. Its scale was so vast, far exceeding any BUG repair Xuanzheng had undertaken before!

The merit energy was so concentrated it became tangible, like a boundless golden ocean, churning and roaring violently at the peak of Buzhou Mountain!

"RUMBLE!"

With a world-shattering roar, the boundless golden clouds of merit exploded!

Immediately, they transformed into a torrential golden rain of merit that covered the entire Buzhou Mountain region, even extending to nearly half of the eastern continent of the Primordial World!

As the golden rain fell, each drop contained the purest merit power and boundless, creative life force.

Countless days and nights of hard work by the Witch Clan members who participated in the Buzhou Mountain repair project were drenched by this sweet, rain-like golden shower.

"Ah! My bottleneck... it's broken!"

"Hahaha! Not only are my injuries completely healed, but my bloodline power has also advanced!"

In an instant, cheers and the explosive sounds of breakthroughs echoed back and forth, filling the area inside and outside Buzhou Mountain.

Countless Witch Clan members broke through their cultivation realms on the spot, long-standing hidden injuries vanished completely, and some even experienced an unprecedented surge in their Pangu bloodline potential!

And within this golden rain of merit, over seventy percent of the most robust and purest streams of merit, like the Milky Way pouring down from the nine heavens, divided into thirteen streams and precisely flowed into Xuanzheng and the Twelve Ancestral Witches who led this endeavor!

Xuanzheng felt a warm current envelop his entire body, every cell rejoicing.

His already formidable Mid Ancestral Witch cultivation, under the overwhelming torrent of merit pouring into him, saw his bottleneck shattered like paper!

Mid Ancestral Witch! Peak Mid Ancestral Witch!

His cultivation surged all the way, stopping only when he was a single step away from the Late Ancestral Witch realm!

Above his head, the acre-sized Auspicious Cloud of World-Opening Merit rapidly expanded at a visible rate, instantly growing to a hundred acres in size! On the Auspicious Cloud, purple-gold light shone brilliantly, illuminating nearly half the sky of the Primordial World!

"Awesome!" Xuanzheng thought to himself. This repair was incredibly profitable! Not only did it resolve a major hidden danger for the Witch Clan, but he also gained tangible benefits galore.

"This is just the beginning. There are thousands of Heavenly Dao BUGs out there; plenty more opportunities to reap rewards!"

The other Twelve Ancestral Witches also had surging auras, their faces beaming with joy.

Dijiang's Space Law power surged, and he laughed heartily, "So satisfying! So satisfying! This power... we're not far from our peak!"

Zhujiuyin's eternally unchanging face showed a rare flicker of emotion. The phantom image of the River of Time flickered around him, clearly indicating he had benefited greatly.

Zhurong directly manifested his ten-thousand-zhang Fire God true form, roaring at the sky, his flames condensed into solid form. "Hahaha! Bring on a few more demon brats, and I'll crush them all with one punch!"

Houtu's body glowed with earthy yellow divine light. Feeling the surge of power within her and the increased affinity with the earth, a genuine smile spread across her face. "Father God's protection, Buzhou's stability, our Witch Clan shall prosper!"

Qiangliang, Shebishi, Tianwu, and the other Ancestral Witches also broke through their original realms, their strength increasing by leaps and bounds!

What surprised all the Witch Clan members, and indeed the entire Primordial World, was yet to come!

With the infusion of massive amounts of merit and the complete stabilization of Buzhou Mountain, the Witch Clan's overall Destiny underwent a world-shattering transformation!

Above the Pangu Hall, the Witch Clan's Destiny, which was previously illusory and only discernible by those with great divine abilities, began to condense and ascend at a visible rate!

"ROAR--!"

A high-pitched, clear roar, resonating through the nine heavens and filled with supreme majesty, echoed throughout the Primordial World!

A Destiny True Dragon, tens of thousands of feet long and formed from the purest Mysterious Yellow Destiny energy, suddenly materialized above the Pangu Hall!

It roared at the sky, its dragon body agile, its scales distinct, its dragon might immense!

The colossal dragon body affectionately circled the newly renovated Buzhou Mountain and the ancient, solemn Pangu Hall, exuding an aura of looking down upon the world and suppressing all ages!

At this moment, no matter where they were in the Primordial World, all members of the Witch Clan, from the Ancestral Witches down to the ordinary little witches, felt a tremor from the deepest part of their bloodline and an indescribable sense of pride!

They could clearly perceive that the future of the Witch Clan, thanks to the successful completion of the Buzhou Mountain repair project and the condensation of this Destiny True Dragon, had become brighter, stronger, and more unshakeable!

"Our Witch Clan... our Destiny has become a dragon!"

"Father God above! Our Witch Clan shall be the protagonists of the Primordial World!"

Countless Witch Clan members' eyes welled up with tears as they raised their arms and shouted, their voices reaching the heavens.

The entire Primordial World, its three realms, was stunned by this sudden celestial phenomenon!

On Kunlun Mountain, the Three Pure Ones exchanged glances.

Primordial Lord of Heaven frowned, gazing in the direction of Buzhou Mountain at the sky-obscuring golden rain of merit and the roaring Destiny True Dragon.

"The Witch Clan... what a grand undertaking! What profound planning!"

Sovereign of Heaven's eyes flashed with sword light, and then he laughed heartily. "This fellow Daoist Xuanzheng is quite interesting! This Primordial World is getting livelier and livelier!"

In the west, on Mount Sumeru.

Daoist Jieyin's bitter expression deepened, almost to the point of tears. Beside him, Daoist Zhunti's eyes gleamed as he murmured, "Such merit, such destiny... If only we could convert a few to my Western lands..."

The Demon Clan's Heavenly Court, Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

Di Jun's face was ashen, the River Diagram and Luo Script in his hand flashing rapidly, clearly indicating his inner turmoil.

Taiyi was even more enraged, the Solar True Fire around him threatening to set the treasure hall ablaze. "This is too much! Xuanzheng, this Witch Clan, how dare they!"

Countless reclusive Great Powers of the Primordial World were awakened from their seclusion at this moment. They gazed towards Buzhou Mountain, watching the unprecedented golden rain of merit that almost dyed the sky gold, and the Destiny True Dragon that suppressed the Primordial World and swallowed mountains and rivers. Envy, jealousy, shock, confusion... a mix of emotions swirled in their hearts.

In their minds, one thought arose in unison:

The Witch Clan is going against the heavens!

Atop Buzhou Mountain, Xuanzheng bathed in the final dissipating golden light of merit. He felt the surging power within him and the profound mystery brought by the hundred-acre Auspicious Cloud of Merit, his "honest" smile becoming even more "sincere".

"Elder Brothers and Sisters, how do you feel?"

Dijiang retracted his aura and was the first to land beside Xuanzheng, clapping him on the shoulder. "Thirteenth Brother, we have you to thank for this!"

Xuanzheng repeatedly waved his hands. "Oh, Brother Dijiang, you flatter me. This is the result of the Witch Clan working together, striving for the peace and stability of the Primordial World!"

In his heart, he was calculating: This is a huge win! Buzhou Mountain is stable, and our Witch Clan's destiny has risen. Next, it's time to consider how to convert these advantages into greater benefits... For example, the three lectures at Zixiao Palace, the struggle for Saint Positions...

Zhurong grunted, "Thirteenth Brother, what do we do next? Should we find those bird-brained demons to spar with and test this newfound strength?"

Xuanzheng smiled slightly, revealing a row of "white" teeth.

"Sparring, we can take our time. The real show has just begun."