Xuan Ming's Transformation

Wu Tian immediately laughed.

That was true enough!

Battles in the Primordial Wilderness were not decided by comparing cultivation realms upon meeting. One had to consider overall strength—physical body, divine abilities, magical power, Spiritual Treasures...

All of them affected actual combat strength.

And what the Ancestral Witches cared about most was naturally the Pangu True Form. That was why Zhu Rong had said this!

Everyone immediately looked over curiously.

Wu Tian made a rough estimate inwardly.

"I can probably sustain it for a quarter of an hour..."

After he said that.

The Ancestral Witches' eyes instantly lit up!

From throwing a single punch with the Pangu True Form to sustaining it for a quarter of an hour under the Pangu True Form's blessing, this was already tremendous progress.

Naturally, they were overjoyed.

But Wu Tian himself knew that he was merely enveloped by the phantom of the Pangu True Form. He had not truly transformed into the Pangu True Form...

He was still far from it!

He muttered inwardly.

"I'll probably have to reach the Primal Chaos Great Luo Golden Immortal realm... before I can truly turn my physical body into the Pangu True Form, right?"

There was no need to rush for now.

He could simply cultivate steadily...

Wu Tian's current role within the Witch Clan was that of its strategist and military adviser. At the very least, he still had an entire Tribulation's worth of time to cultivate!

There were still two more sermons to attend.

Each one could imprint another twenty percent of the laws. After taking advantage of that twice more, he could reach at least eighty percent.

In other words, after the three sermons, Wu Tian could reach at least the late Great Luo Golden Immortal realm!

Dijiang also nodded with a smile.

"Not bad, not bad..."

He looked thoroughly satisfied.

He had completely ignored the miserable experience in Zixiao Palace and no longer took it to heart.

After talking about Wu Tian.

Everyone turned to look at Xuan Ming and Houtu.

Houtu smiled faintly and even displayed her own Primal Spirit. Its power had unexpectedly reached the mid-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal realm...

Houtu looked toward Wu Tian.

Her eyes were filled with gratitude as she said softly.

"Wu Tian was right..."

"That seat truly contained an opportunity. During the sermon, Heavenly Dao Power continuously blessed us, suppressing our Baleful Qi and allowing the Primal Spirit to cultivate more quickly!"

At these words.

Everyone suddenly turned to Xuan Ming!

If what Houtu said was true, could Xuan Ming also have cultivated a Primal Spirit with the seat's blessing?

Xuan Ming did not disappoint them.

She nodded slowly.

"That's right..."

"I cultivated a Primal Spirit as well!"

Even Wu Tian was immensely delighted.

"Really?"

If that was truly the case, then the entire Witch Clan had three beings who had cultivated Primal Spirits. The impact on the Witch Clan would be even greater!

It was not that the path of the Primal Spirit was necessarily superior to the Ancestral Witches' path of tempering their physical bodies. Rather, after gaining a Primal Spirit, one could perceive heavenly secrets. Even if one's physical body perished in the future, one could still escape with the Primal Spirit...

Xuan Ming's expression turned somewhat strange.

With a thought, she released her Primal Spirit from her spiritual platform. It floated above her head before she said indifferently.

"However..."

"My Primal Spirit seems to be in rather bad condition!"

Wu Tian hurriedly looked at Xuan Ming's Primal Spirit. The three-inch-tall Primal Spirit looked exactly like Xuan Ming herself, like a tiny figurine.

The difference between it and Xuan Ming was that it possessed...

A little more ethereal grace!

From Wu Tian's senses, this Primal Spirit was only at the Golden Immortal realm. It emitted the aura of the Law of Xuan Ming, while incredibly dense Baleful Qi continuously washed over it from outside...

Slowly wearing away the Primal Spirit's power.

Making the Primal Spirit somewhat dim!

Wu Tian immediately understood the problem Xuan Ming faced. She was different from Houtu. Houtu had previously obtained an enormous amount of merit, which formed a golden wheel of merit around her Primal Spirit...

Shielding it from the erosion of her own Baleful Qi.

But Xuan Ming had none!

Thus, after leaving the Prayer Mat in Zixiao Palace, Xuan Ming's own Baleful Qi was no longer suppressed. It instantly gained the upper hand and began wearing away at the Primal Spirit that should not have existed in the first place.

Dijiang pondered briefly.

No matter how he considered it, he could not think of any good solution. Naturally, he did not want Xuan Ming's efforts to come to nothing. In the end, he looked toward Wu Tian and asked.

"Then what should we do now?"

Wu Tian's heart stirred slightly.

A streak of golden light immediately shot from his physical body.

"Whoosh!"

The Primordial Measuring Sky Ruler descended.

In an instant, it landed atop Xuan Ming's Primal Spirit and slowly rotated like the hand of a clock, continuously scattering rays of black-and-yellow light...

As this change occurred.

The dense, murky Baleful Qi that had originally shrouded the Primal Spirit was instantly forced away, and Xuan Ming's Primal Spirit regained some of its vitality.

It no longer looked as listless as before!

But Xuan Ming's expression changed.

"This is your treasure..."

"If you give it to me, what will you use?"

As she spoke, she raised her hand toward the top of her head, intending to take back the Primordial Measuring Sky Ruler and return it to Wu Tian.

Wu Tian quickly reached out.

And grabbed Xuan Ming's icy-cold hand!

"Don't be hasty!"

"I never said I was giving you the Primordial Measuring Sky Ruler outright. I'm only lending it to you temporarily to suppress this. You finally obtained this opportunity and cultivated a Primal Spirit..."

"How can we just watch it be worn away?"

Xuan Ming's arm struggled slightly.

Her physical strength was actually far greater than Wu Tian's, yet she did not break free. A faint blush flashed across her face.

At that moment, Wu Tian smiled and continued.

"Don't worry!"

"This problem is simple. When the time comes, I'll find you a treasure capable of suppressing your Primal Spirit—one that preferably matches your own laws... Once that happens, you can return the Primordial Measuring Sky Ruler to me!"

The Ancestral Witches had given him their essence blood.

Wu Tian would not be so stingy as to begrudge lending out the Primordial Measuring Sky Ruler for a while. Naturally, he acted without hesitation!

Xuan Ming finally nodded slightly.

"Alright!"

Then, with a subtle exertion of strength.

She shook off Wu Tian's hand. With another thought, she had her Primal Spirit return to her body.

The Primordial Measuring Sky Ruler vanished along with the Primal Spirit. After doing all this, Xuan Ming looked toward Wu Tian with an unreadable expression!

At that moment, Houtu's eyes shifted.

Her gaze moved back and forth between Wu Tian and Xuan Ming, and she said with a smile.

"Sister Xuan Ming truly did not misjudge him... All that worrying about you before was not in vain!"

Xuan Ming shot her a fierce glare.

The Ancestral Witches all burst into laughter at the sight!

Wu Tian did not notice the exchange of glances between the two. He had already sunk into thought, muttering inwardly.

"Which Innate Spiritual Treasure would be the most suitable?"

The Witch Clan currently possessed very few treasures.

It was not that the Ancestral Witches were poor. They simply had not cared much for such treasures before and had never deliberately collected them!

But that did not matter...

As long as there was an Innate Spiritual Treasure suited to Xuan Ming, the Ancestral Witches could simply seize it. He only needed to provide clues about the treasure, and Dijiang and the others would surely act without hesitation.

Just then.

Wu Tian's heart suddenly stirred!

He recalled the titles later generations had given Xuan Ming. Because of her own laws, she was worshipped in later generations as the Water God, the Winter God, and the God of the North...

After recalling this.

Wu Tian's eyes lit up!

"Water... the north..."

"Then it has to be the Northern Profound Origin Control Water Flag! A Top-Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure that can control all waters beneath heaven, with incomparably formidable defensive power!"

"What could be more suitable than that?"