Ancestral Witch Obtains Pangu Marrow

Upon entering Pangu Hall, the omnipresent power of the Heavenly Dao vanished.

The restrictions that weighed upon all living beings also disappeared.

Pangu Hall cut off everything from the Heavenly Dao.

"Big Brother, this Pangu Hall truly can sever the control of the Heavenly Dao. Father God is incredibly powerful.

The Pangu Hall, born of creation, leaves even the Heavenly Dao unable to exert its control."

Yuqing Yuanshi felt the restrictions of the Heavenly Dao on his body disappear, his entire form lightening, and he spoke in surprise.

Shangqing Lingbao's expression was much the same as Yuqing Yuanshi's—both were delighted that Pangu Hall had isolated them from the Heavenly Dao.

With the Heavenly Dao's suppression gone, they immediately sensed their own bottlenecks loosening.

If they could cultivate within Pangu Hall for ten Eons, or even just a few Eons, they would surely attain the Golden Immortal of the Origin with ease.

"Indeed, back then, I ascended the summit of Buzhou Mountain to meet the will of Father God.

Father God's will instructed me that Pangu Hall, formed from Father God's heart, could indeed isolate the Heavenly Dao."

It seemed as though Taiqing and the Yuqing-Shangqing pair were merely chatting among themselves.

But Taiqing had deliberately spoken this way, aiming to pique the interest of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and prompt them to ask him questions.

Only then could he seize control of the conversation.

As expected, after Taiqing's words left his mouth, the eleven Ancestral Witches turned their gazes toward him.

Dijiang spoke first.

"Brother Taiqing, regarding your mention of meeting Father God's will, and the instructions from Father God you spoke of earlier... may I ask...?"

Taiqing saw that Dijiang had indeed taken the bait and smiled.

"Ancestral Witch siblings, back when I first emerged into the world, I felt the suppression of the Heavenly Dao preventing me from breaking through my realm.

So I thought to ascend Buzhou Mountain and seek Father God's help.

Unexpectedly, Father God's will truly extended a hand to me and gave me guidance.

You siblings may witness the instructions Father God gave at that time."

Taiqing transmitted the scene of his meeting with the will of Pangu Father God to the Ancestral Witches.

Of course, this was a trimmed version.

He certainly wouldn't show them the part where he was crying his eyes out.

"Father God!"

After viewing the scene Taiqing had transmitted, the Ancestral Witches were all moved to tears.

This was the first time they had truly seen the true visage of Pangu Father God.

The Ancestral Witches knelt toward the depths of Pangu Hall, their hearts filled with self-reproach.

As descendants of Pangu, having emerged for so many Eons, they had never even set up a single memorial tablet to worship Father God.

They were truly unforgivable!

"Ancestral Witch siblings, this is the legacy left by Father God out of love for us brothers.

This is the Father God Marrow, possessing boundless wonders such as reshaping foundations, condensing Father God's true form, and breaking through bloodline limits.

Father God's will instructed me to bring this to you siblings."

Seeing that the effect of Pangu's will had taken hold, Taiqing pressed on, directly producing the Pangu Marrow.

This was the ultimate trump card.

In the Primordial Wilderness, everyone had their own opinion on what mattered most.

But the most common answer was likely strength.

With the Pangu Marrow revealed, how could the Twelve Ancestral Witches, siblings who revered strength above all, not be swayed toward Taiqing?

Twelve Pangu Marrow pieces, each the size of a Lesser Thousand World, hung like bright Sun Stars within Pangu Hall.

The sight directly stunned the Ancestral Witches.

Not to mention the Ancestral Witches—even Yuqing Yuanshi and Shangqing Lingbao, who had already seen and refined a small portion of the Pangu Marrow, could not hide their shock at the sight of the twelve Pangu Marrow pieces suspended in the air.

The twelve Pangu Marrow pieces hung in the void.

The Ancestral Witches felt that their Physical Bodies, already at the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, showed signs of further improvement upon being bathed in that light.

"This...!!!"

The Ancestral Witches gazed longingly at the Pangu Marrow, then looked back at Taiqing.

Receiving gifts right from the start—how could they be so brazen? How could they even speak?

Though most of the Ancestral Witches were rough men, they still understood propriety.

Yet the craving in their hearts, the yearning of their bodies for the Pangu Marrow, was overwhelmingly intense.

"Ancestral Witch siblings, take them. This is what Father God has asked me, your elder brother, to bring to you.

We Sanqing each have one as well. Father God treats all fifteen of us siblings equally, without favor."

Taiqing spoke again, nodding to the Ancestral Witches.

Seeing this, the Ancestral Witches could no longer hold back and directly pocketed the Pangu Marrow.

Dijiang even thoughtfully sent one piece of Pangu Marrow to the place where their younger sister Houtu was gestating.

The moment the Pangu Marrow entered their bodies, the Ancestral Witches felt their long-stagnant Physical Body Strength begin to grow once more.

Taiqing kept a constant watch on the Ancestral Witches' condition.

From the moment he first saw them, Taiqing had confirmed that the Ancestral Witches indeed had no Primordial Spirit.

However, it was not as Taiqing had assumed—that the Ancestral Witches had been born without a Primordial Spirit.

Rather, as time had passed since their birth, the Ancestral Witches' already faint Primordial Spirits had been completely eroded by Innate Fiendish Energy.

Their Primordial Spirits had all merged into their bloodline and physical bodies.

This was also the reason the Fire Ancestral Witch was so violent.

When Zhu Rong first emerged, he was relatively gentle; at that time, his faint Primordial Spirit could still control the Law of Fire.

Once his Primordial Spirit was completely eroded by Innate Fiendish Energy, Zhu Rong found it difficult to control the Law of Fire and prevent adverse reactions with the Innate Fiendish Energy.

His temper naturally grew fiercer and fiercer.

But as soon as the Pangu Marrow entered their bodies, the dissipated Primordial Spirits of the Ancestral Witches began to slowly coalesce.

If the Ancestral Witches actively absorbed and refined the Pangu Marrow, the speed at which their Primordial Spirits condensed would be even faster.

"Congratulations, Ancestral Witch siblings. You will soon give birth to Primordial Spirits. From now on, you will have another means at your disposal, and comprehending Laws will become much easier.

Controlling forces like the Laws will be far more effortless."

Seeing the Ancestral Witches' Primordial Spirits slowly gathering, Taiqing offered his congratulations.

"Many thanks to Taiqing, elder... Daoist brother, for bringing us the Father God Marrow.

Daoist brother has solved a major problem for us Ancestral Witches. Our physical cultivation was already difficult.

Now, with the Father God Marrow, we will soon advance our bodies to the Golden Immortal of the Origin realm."

For Taiqing to deliver such a heavy gift to his twelve Ancestral Witch siblings, no amount of gratitude was excessive.

Dijiang had initially wanted to call Taiqing "elder brother," but then he thought—they had only just met. If he, as the eldest of the twelve Ancestral Witches, called Taiqing "elder brother,"

how would the other Ancestral Witches address him?

Thus, Dijiang changed his address and called Taiqing "Daoist brother" instead.

Taiqing was not displeased; he wore a gentle smile.

"Oh? Dijiang, my witch brother, why do you speak only of a physical opportunity? Is the birth of a Primordial Spirit not also a great opportunity?

With a Primordial Spirit to control forces like the Laws, and then coordinating the power of the Primordial Spirit with physical strength, will the Ancestral Witch siblings not become even more powerful?"

Taiqing noticed the implication in Dijiang's words—he clearly did not place much importance on the Primordial Spirit.

"Daoist brother, you may not know this, but we twelve Ancestral Witches actually did have Primordial Spirits."

Dijiang then gave a reason that shocked Taiqing.

"Had Primordial Spirits? Then why do the Ancestral Witch siblings have none now?"

Taiqing spoke in surprise. That couldn't be right—he had checked repeatedly. The current Ancestral Witches truly had no Primordial Spirits.

Could it be that the Ancestral Witches possessed some powerful means to conceal even him, a Golden Immortal of the Origin and descendant of Pangu?

"Daoist brother, you misunderstand. We Ancestral Witch siblings are not hiding our Primordial Spirits.

What Daoist brother sees is our true state. At this moment, we indeed have no Primordial Spirits."