Buzhou Mountain Fully Restored! Every Member of the Witch Clan Leveled Up, and Hongjun's Blood Pressure Had Reached the Breaking Point!

Another hundred years passed, but to the Primordial World, it was no more than an instant.

At Buzhou Mountain's summit, the Sky-Supporting Mountain-Suppressing Pangu Great Array was fully activated, and the [Buzhou Mountain Dragon Vein Ancestral Source] perfectly returned to its rightful place.

Within Xuanzheng's mind, on the Manual interface, the striking blood-red SSS+ BUG: [Buzhou Mountain Structural Hazard and Risk of Heavenly Pillar Collapse] began changing color at a visible pace.

From blood-red to orange-yellow, then from orange-yellow to pale green—until, after an almost inaudible soft chime, it Completely Disappeared!

Repair successful!

Above the Nine Heavens, the winds and clouds abruptly changed color!

Boundless Mysterious Yellow Merit Qi gathered from beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, its sheer scale far surpassing the rewards Xuanzheng had received from repairing any previous BUG!

The merit qi was so dense that it condensed into substance, like a vast and boundless golden ocean violently churning and roaring atop Buzhou Mountain!

"Rumble!"

With a world-shaking thunderous boom, the endless clouds of merit gold suddenly exploded!

They immediately transformed into a torrential rain of merit gold that covered the entire Buzhou Mountain region and even reached half of the eastern continent of the Primordial World!

As the golden rain fell, every drop contained incomparably pure Power of Merit and vast, surging life-giving vitality.

The Witch Clan warriors who had labored day and night on the Buzhou Mountain restoration project were drenched from head to toe by this sweet rain.

"Ah! My bottleneck... has broken!"

"Hahaha! Not only have my injuries fully recovered, even my Bloodline Power has improved!"

In an instant, cheers and the explosive bursts of qi from breakthroughs rose one after another, resounding within and beyond Buzhou Mountain.

Countless Witch Clan members broke through on the spot, all the hidden injuries that had plagued them for years vanished, and some even had the potential of their Pangu Bloodline stimulated as never before!

And within this rain of merit gold, over seventy percent of the thickest and purest torrent of merit poured down like the Milky Way cascading from the Nine Heavens. It divided into thirteen streams and flowed with absolute precision into Xuanzheng and the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who had led this endeavor!

Xuanzheng felt a warm current envelop his entire body, every cell cheering with delight.

His already formidable Mid Ancestral Witch cultivation broke through its bottleneck as easily as paper beneath this unstoppable Body Infusion of merit!

Mid Ancestral Witch! Peak Mid Ancestral Witch!

His cultivation soared all the way until he was only a single step away from the late Ancestral Witch stage, where it finally slowed to a stop!

Above his head, his acre-sized World-Opening Merit Auspicious Cloud expanded wildly at a visible rate, reaching a hundred acres in the blink of an eye! Violet-gold radiance shone brilliantly from the cloud, nearly illuminating half the skies of the Primordial World!

Awesome! Xuanzheng thought. This repair was a huge profit! Not only did it eliminate a major hidden danger hanging over the Witch Clan, but the tangible rewards are coming in by the armful.

And this is only the beginning. There are countless Heavenly Dao BUGs, and plenty of chances to fleece them!

The other Twelve Ancestral Witches also experienced a tremendous surge in their auras, each of them beaming with joy.

Space Law surged around Dijiang as he laughed heartily. "Wonderful! Wonderful! With this power, I'm not far from my peak!"

Even Zhujiuyin's eternally unchanging face revealed a rare flicker of emotion. A phantom of the River of Time appeared and disappeared around him, showing just how greatly he had benefited.

Zhurong directly manifested his colossal Fire God true form, threw back his head, and roared. Flames around him condensed almost into substance. "Hahaha! Send a few more of those demon brats over, and I'll take out a whole nest with one punch!"

Earthen-yellow divine light gleamed around Houtu. Feeling the explosive increase in her strength and her improved affinity with the earth, a heartfelt smile appeared on her face. "Father God has blessed us. Buzhou stands firm, and the Witch Clan shall rise!"

Qiangliang, Shebishi, Tianwu, and the other Ancestral Witches also broke through their previous realms, their strength undergoing earth-shaking growth!

Yet what delighted the entire Witch Clan even more—and shook the whole Primordial World—was still to come!

With the infusion of massive amounts of merit and Buzhou Mountain's complete stabilization, the Witch Clan Destiny underwent a heaven-shaking transformation at this moment!

Above Pangu Hall, the Witch Clan Destiny, which had previously been vague and unstable and visible only to those with great supernatural powers, began condensing and rising at a visible pace!

"Roar—!"

A high, resonant dragon's cry containing supreme majesty shook the nine skies and echoed throughout the Primordial World!

A Destiny True Dragon tens of thousands of zhang long, formed entirely from incomparably pure Mysterious Yellow Destiny, suddenly manifested above Pangu Hall!

It roared toward the heavens, its body powerful and agile, its scales distinct, its dragon might vast and mighty!

The massive dragon body lovingly circled the renewed Buzhou Mountain and the ancient, solemn Pangu Hall, spiraling through the air and radiating supreme majesty that looked down upon the world and suppressed eternity!

At this moment, every member of the Witch Clan, no matter where they were in the Primordial World—from the Ancestral Witches down to ordinary Lesser Witches—clearly felt a tremor from the depths of their bloodlines and an indescribable pride!

They could clearly sense that the Witch Clan's future had become brighter, stronger, and more unshakable because of the complete success of the Buzhou Mountain restoration project and the gathering of this Destiny True Dragon!

"Our Witch Clan... has transformed its destiny into a dragon!"

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

Countless Witch Clan warriors had tears in their eyes as they raised their arms and shouted, their voices soaring into the clouds.

At this moment, the entire Primordial World and Three Realms was utterly stunned by this sudden heavenly phenomenon!

At Kunlun Mountain, the Three Pure Ones looked at one another.

Primordial Lord of Heaven frowned deeply as he stared toward Buzhou Mountain at the merit golden rain that blotted out the sky and the Destiny True Dragon roaring through the nine heavens.

"The Witch Clan... what a grand move! What deep calculations!"

A gleam of sword light flashed through Sovereign of Heaven's eyes before he burst into laughter. "This Fellow Daoist Xuanzheng is rather interesting! The Primordial World is becoming more and more lively!"

In the west, at Mount Sumeru.

The bitterness on Daoist Jieyin's face deepened, as though it might drip away. Beside him, Zhunti's eyes gleamed as he muttered, "Such merit, such destiny... if only we could convert a few of them to the west..."

At the Demon Clan Heavenly Court, within Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

Di Jun's face was livid. The River Diagram and Luo Script in his hand flashed rapidly, clearly revealing his inner turmoil.

Taiyi was even more consumed with rage, the Solar True Fire around him nearly setting the treasure hall ablaze. "This is going too far! How dare Xuanzheng and the Witch Clan do this!"

Countless Primordial Great Powers who had secluded themselves in hidden cultivation were jolted awake from their retreats. Gazing toward Buzhou Mountain, they watched the unprecedented rain of merit gold that nearly dyed the entire sky golden, and the Destiny True Dragon whose pressure dominated the Primordial World and whose might swallowed mountains and rivers. Envy, jealousy, shock, confusion... all kinds of emotions intertwined within their hearts.

The same thought arose in all their minds:

The Witch Clan was going to defy the heavens!

At Buzhou Mountain's summit, Xuanzheng bathed in the last fading Merit Golden Light. Feeling the surging power within his body and the mysteries brought by his hundred-acre Merit Auspicious Cloud, the "honest" smile on his face grew increasingly "sincere."

"Brothers and sisters, how does it feel?"

Dijiang restrained his aura and was the first to land beside Xuanzheng. He patted Xuanzheng's shoulder. "Thirteenth Brother, this time, it was all thanks to you!"

Xuanzheng repeatedly waved his hands. "Ah, Brother Dijiang, what are you saying? This was the result of the entire Witch Clan working together, all of us striving for the harmony and stability of the Primordial World!"

This was a massive profit! he calculated inwardly. Buzhou Mountain is stable, and the Witch Clan's destiny has risen. Next, it's time to consider how to turn these advantages into even greater gains... for example, the three lectures at Zixiao Palace and the struggle for the saintly seats...

Zhurong spoke in a deep, booming voice. "Thirteenth Brother, what do we do next? Should we find those birdmen from the Demon Clan and test out our new strength?"

Xuanzheng smiled slightly, revealing a set of "spotless" teeth.

"There's no rush to test ourselves. The real show has only just begun."