Pangu Marrow

"The Five Elements information abruptly cuts off here.

There are three possibilities: either that ant was rescued by an existence of a higher realm than mine, or it possesses a Five Elements Supreme Treasure that erased the Five Elements information, or it entered some strange place that blocks Five Elements detection."

Old Ancestor Wuxing immediately began analyzing, speaking with authority—though it did showcase his breadth of knowledge.

He had actually managed to guess the reason for Taiqing's disappearance.

Just as Old Ancestor Wuxing was analyzing, Hongjun behind him quickly caught up.

Seeing that Old Ancestor Wuxing had not captured that ant, he felt quite disappointed.

"Daoist Friend Wuxing, what exactly did you discover? A mere Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal ant, yet it makes you so concerned."

Hongjun caught up, frowning slightly as he gazed at the void ahead.

That Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal definitely held a great secret; otherwise, an existence like Old Ancestor Wuxing would never have pursued it.

"Hmph! Nothing much. I merely sensed something on it that has a karmic connection with me."

Old Ancestor Wuxing snorted coldly, clearly displeased with Hongjun.

He had been on the verge of success, only for this Old Thief Hongjun to meddle.

If Old Thief Hongjun hadn't interfered, he would likely have caught that Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal by now and learned the secret of the Will of Pangu.

Old Ancestor Wuxing had no hobby of sharing secrets with others.

He casually made up an excuse to brush off Old Thief Hongjun.

"Daoist Friend Hongjun, could it be that you intend to seize that which has a karmic connection with me?"

Old Ancestor Wuxing's Late-stage Hunyuan Golden Immortal cultivation erupted, his gaze locking onto Hongjun with ill intent.

"Oh? Merely something with a karmic connection to you, Daoist Friend?"

Hongjun didn't believe a single word of Old Ancestor Wuxing's claim.

In secret, Hongjun was communicating with the Heavenly Dao, attempting to borrow Heavenly Dao Power to sneak into the Innate Great Formation.

Unfortunately, no matter how he communicated with the Heavenly Dao, it gave no response.

He couldn't even draw a sliver of Heavenly Dao Power.

"Forget it. There's no need to offend Old Ghost Wuxing to death.

Better to leave first and focus fully on preparing for the Dao struggle with that bastard Luohu.

Perhaps when the time comes, I can use Old Ghost Wuxing as cannon fodder to probe Luohu.

If I offend this cannon fodder to death now over some unknown thing on a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, it's not worth the loss.

If, during my Dao struggle with Luohu, he ends up aiding Luohu, that would be quite troublesome."

Unable to communicate with the Heavenly Dao to draw its power, Hongjun's plan to sneak into the Innate Great Formation fell through.

To avoid offending Old Ancestor Wuxing—a Hunyuan Golden Immortal Great Power cannon fodder—to death, Old Thief Hongjun decided to retreat.

"Hahaha, Daoist Friend Wuxing, please don't be angry. Poor Daoist was merely curious for a moment.

After all, the Will of Pangu has just awakened, and you, Daoist Friend, were pursuing a mere Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal ant.

It inevitably aroused my suspicion. I have no intention of seizing what has a karmic connection with you, Daoist Friend.

Poor Daoist offers you an apology here.

This is a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Purple Lightning Hammer, as compensation for my offense. I sincerely hope you, Daoist Friend, will not take it to heart.

Do not let this harm the friendship we have shared for countless Eons."

Hongjun clasped his hands in a bow and produced a hammer crackling with endless purple lightning—the Purple Lightning Hammer.

Its grade was actually a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure.

To prevent Old Ancestor Wuxing, this powerful cannon fodder, from bearing a grudge, Hongjun paid a heavy price.

Now it was Old Ancestor Wuxing's turn to feel awkward. Staring at the Purple Lightning Hammer, he didn't know whether to take it or not.

But then, recalling what Old Ancestor Hongjun had done atop Buzhou Mountain, he sneered inwardly and accepted the Purple Lightning Hammer.

"Hmph! Old Thief Hongjun, do you think a mere Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure can make me drop my grudge against you?

This Seat will accept your Purple Lightning Hammer. Let's see how you fare when you struggle for the Dao with that Luohu in the future."

The matter of Hongjun and Luohu's Dao struggle was no secret; all of them—Chaos Demon Gods reincarnated and cultivating anew—knew of it.

By accepting the Purple Lightning Hammer, he could weaken Old Thief Hongjun's strength a little. Old Ancestor Wuxing was happy to do so now.

"Then, Daoist Friend Wuxing, Poor Daoist takes his leave. Please do not dwell on this matter."

Seeing Old Ancestor Wuxing accept the Purple Lightning Hammer, Hongjun sneered inwardly but kept a smiling face on the surface.

He clasped his hands in a bow, then transformed into a streak of light heading toward Jade Capital Mountain.

"Hmph! Old Ghost Wuxing, This Seat's Purple Lightning Hammer is not so easy to accept."

Having accepted the Purple Lightning Hammer, you've settled the karmic debt with this Old Ancestor. Otherwise, hmph, you'll have a taste of karma's consequences.

Once your value is drained, won't this Purple Lightning Hammer still return to This Seat's hands!

Hongjun's scheme was well laid—using this Purple Lightning Hammer to forge a karmic bond between himself and Old Ancestor Wuxing.

Later, in the Dao struggle with Luohu, Old Ancestor Wuxing would settle this karma, serving as cannon fodder for Hongjun the Ancestor, perishing and vanishing.

And the Purple Lightning Hammer would return intact to Hongjun's grasp.

A textbook empty-handed trick to gain something for nothing.

"Hmph, karma? Did you think This Humble One, Old Ancestor Wuxing, would be so easily fooled?

You, Hongjun, are nothing but an earthworm, merely favored by the Heavenly Dao of the Great Desolation.

This Seat, during the Chaos Era, was one of the Top Ten Chaos Demon Gods.

Trying to scheme against me with karma—you're still one Epoch (five thousand Eons) too early."

Feeling the karma coiling around him, Old Ancestor Wuxing snorted coldly, already having his own plans for the karmic debt tied to the Purple Lightning Hammer.

Putting away the Purple Lightning Hammer, Old Ancestor Wuxing built a simple cave dwelling where Taiqing had vanished and began his stakeout.

Inside the Innate Great Formation, Taiqing, since entering, was utterly stunned by the scene before him.

Within the Innate Great Formation lay what seemed like a Great Thousand World.

There, immortal cranes danced, and auspicious beasts roamed.

Countless immortal herbs and spiritual roots breathed out Innate Spiritual Qi.

Lakes of liquid spiritual qi, formed from condensed Innate Spiritual Qi, lay scattered within the formation.

Most importantly, fifteen suns hung high above the Great Thousand World within the formation.

Their gentle light bathed the entire world, and every spiritual beast, root, and liquid within it.

All were born from those fifteen bright suns high in the sky.

Basked in the light of those fifteen suns, Taiqing felt his Physical Body's strength slowly increasing.

Sweeping his divine sense over those gentle suns, Taiqing grew even more astonished, his entire body trembling, even dancing with joy.

What hung high in the sky were not fifteen suns at all—they were clearly fifteen Pangu Marrows!

No wonder Taiqing was dancing, his body trembling with excitement and joy.

Anyone encountering such heaven-defying fortune would react like Taiqing.

Or perhaps even less composed than him.

"This... this is too blissful!

Father God, I absolutely adore you! You truly didn't forget us.

You arranged Marrows for all fifteen of us brothers.

Father God, rest assured, Taiqing will ensure the younger siblings cultivate well and guard the Great Desolation you created."

Taiqing rejoiced inwardly—the act of begging pitifully on Buzhou Mountain hadn't been in vain.

Fifteen Pangu Marrows—Taiqing didn't need to think twice; these were clearly one each for the Sanqing and the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Moreover, each living being could only absorb one Pangu Marrow; absorbing a second would have no effect at all.

A second absorption would be nothing but waste.

"Father God, you are truly magnificent—opening the Great Desolation World, transforming into all its myriad things, and creating the ten thousand races.

You've cared so well for us fifteen siblings.

Father God, from now on, Taiqing will surely offer incense to you regularly."