Pangu Hall's Disturbance

Buzhou Summit.

A palace radiating a mysterious, primeval aura stood within a secret realm.

Legend had it that after Pangu transformed into all things, his heart remained and turned into a palace known as Pangu Hall.

Pangu Hall was not only the source of the Pangu Bloodline but also the place where the Twelve Ancestral Witches were born.

At this moment, boundless blood qi and Killing Intent interwove within Pangu Hall, slowly merging into the abyss-like Blood Pool at its center.

Deep within the main hall, twelve formidable figures seemed to be discussing something.

One of them was a burly man with fiery red hair and tightly knotted muscles. He complained, "Big Brother, so many years have passed. When can we finally leave Pangu Hall and this secret realm? I'm practically bursting to witness the world Father God created."

As soon as he finished speaking, the equally burly Green-Faced Giant opposite him sneered mockingly. "Zhurong, do you really want to see the world Father God created? I'm almost embarrassed to say it. You clearly just can't stand being lonely and want to find someone to fight."

"Gong Gong, are you looking for trouble? If you're dissatisfied, fight me!"

Hearing that, Zhurong immediately glared furiously at him. Two streams of fire spurted from his nostrils with each breath, and scorching True Fire appeared amid the muscles bulging across his body.

"Do you think I'm afraid of you? Have you forgotten who lost to me last time?" Gong Gong sneered, refusing to back down as two clusters of Profound Water instantly condensed in his hands.

"Both of you, shut up! Are you looking to get beaten?" shouted the Young Man at the head of the group, a pair of wings on his back.

"Yes, Big Brother!"

Gong Gong and Zhurong immediately fell silent and dispersed the Laws coiling around their bodies. Their obedient, aggrieved appearances made it clear that they had been beaten plenty of times.

This winged Young Man was none other than Dijiang, leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Space Ancestral Witch.

As the eldest of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he and the second-ranked Time Ancestral Witch, Zhu Jiu Yin, were two of the few wise men in the Wu Clan. In later generations, they would lead the Wu Clan in its struggle for supremacy over the Primordial Wilderness.

"Do you think I don't want to take everyone outside? It's just that we've only been transformed for a little over ten thousand years, and the Tribulation of Calamity outside has only just passed. Who knows how many dangers remain? We still need to consider this carefully."

Dijiang naturally wanted to leave as well. However, as the eldest brother, he had to consider things more thoroughly, and his words plunged everyone into silence.

For more than ten thousand years since their transformation, they had quietly remained in Pangu Hall, cultivating to increase their strength while perfecting the Laws of their individual cultivation.

However, the Ancestral Witches were affected by Killing Intent and were naturally warlike. They were not the sort who could stand being lonely.

Even Houtu, the Ancestral Witch least affected by Killing Intent, often found herself unable to resist seeking out her brothers and sisters for a fight, let alone a man like Zhurong, whose temper was as fiery as flame.

Zhurong lowered his head, his rugged face filled with restlessness.

Seeing this, the Time Ancestral Witch Zhu Jiu Yin could not help sighing. "Big Brother, how about we go outside for some fresh air for the time being? We won't go far, just stroll around Buzhou Mountain."

"With your Mystical Ability of the Law of Space, together with the Pangu Restriction remaining on Buzhou Mountain, even if we encounter danger, our siblings can retreat unharmed."

"Second Brother is right, Big Brother. I'm about to suffocate in here!" Zhurong suddenly raised his head, his copper-bell-sized eyes full of hope.

"This..."

Dijiang hesitated.

He saw that the other Ancestral Witches were also somewhat tempted. Just as he was about to speak, Pangu Hall suddenly began to tremble violently.

The Blood Pool in the center, which radiated endless blood qi and Killing Intent, became even more turbulent. Blood waves churned within it, and splashes flew in all directions, as if something were about to emerge.

Seeing this, a glimmer of excitement appeared in the eyes of Dijiang and the other eleven Ancestral Witches. They immediately focused their gazes on the Blood Pool and sensed its depths.

"Could another younger brother or sister be about to be born?"

All of them except Houtu had experienced disturbances like this in Pangu Hall before. It was an omen that a newly born member of the Wu Clan was about to transform, as well as Pangu Hall's way of celebrating its birth.

Yet after waiting for a long while, none of the blood cocoons at the bottom of the abyss-like Blood Pool, each swallowing and exhaling blood qi and Killing Intent, showed any sign of breaking open. They remained sunk in slumber.

What they did not know was that this disturbance in Pangu Hall was not caused by a newly born member of the Wu Clan.

It was caused by a visitor who had entered Buzhou Mountain.

While the Twelve Ancestral Witches were still discussing whether they should leave the Pangu Secret Realm, Hong Yun finally set foot upon the highest peak of the Primordial Wilderness.

He admired the beautiful scenery of Buzhou Mountain, occasionally looking down over the sea of clouds and gazing into the lands of the Primordial Wilderness.

As Pangu's spine, if one stood at the summit of Buzhou Mountain, one could look down upon the entire Primordial Wilderness.

Hong Yun stood halfway up the mountain and estimated that he could probably see half of the Primordial Wilderness from there.

Of course, that was only if one's divine sense was powerful enough.

"Speaking of which, I'm missing a method capable of perceiving everything. Otherwise, in the future, I might be schemed against without even knowing who did it." Hong Yun gazed at the sea of clouds and stroked his chin thoughtfully.

Although he possessed the Myriad Phenomena Mirror, a spirit treasure capable of perceiving the heavens and myriad realms, Hong Yun could not take it out and use it at all times.

That was when the importance of an investigative Mystical Ability Secret Method became apparent.

Just like Wen Zhong's Divine Eye, Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye, Sun Wukong's Fiery Golden Eyes, and even the Thousand-Mile Eye and Wind-Hearing Ear of later generations, they were all extremely powerful auxiliary Mystical Abilities.

"But I've used up the Dao Ancestor's fragments of insight. If I use my own and Zhunti's fragments of insight, who knows how long I'll have to wait before I can create this Mystical Ability!"

"Alas, when all is said and done, there simply aren't enough targets to praise. If I'd known this would happen, I should have kept Zhunti around back then!"

If Zhunti heard Hong Yun being so shameless, his Dao Heart would probably suffer another blow.

As Hong Yun continued toward the summit, he felt the pressure on his body growing heavier. Only after circulating the Mana within him did he feel somewhat better.

Yet the higher he climbed, the heavier the pressure left behind by Pangu became because of the restriction.

Even after circulating his Mana to its limit, Hong Yun could not avoid being drenched in sweat.

Even so, Hong Yun had only barely reached halfway up the mountain.

There was nothing he could do but grit his teeth and force himself onward.

Fortunately, Pangu's pressure protected the area around Buzhou Mountain, turning it into a peaceful pure land and allowing the living beings on the mountain to escape the Tribulation of Calamity's devastation.

"It's a pity that this pure land was ultimately destroyed by Gong Gong, who possessed the Pangu Bloodline. That fellow was quite the wastrel. It wasn't enough for him to smash his own head and die; he even dragged the Wu Clan into bearing endless Karmic Debt."

Hong Yun wiped the sweat from his face, his heart filled with emotion.

"But only a pure Pangu Bloodline like Gong Gong's could ignore the suppression of the Pangu Restriction and smash Buzhou Mountain apart with his head. If it were me... wait, I have the Pangu Bloodline too. What the hell am I thinking? I'm such an idiot!"

Hong Yun smacked his foolish head. Having transformed from Pangu's heart blood, his Pangu Bloodline was as pure as it could possibly be.

He had long been accustomed to his Pangu Bloodline being wrapped and concealed within the First Innate Cloud, so he had practically forgotten that he was a wild Ancestral Witch.

At this thought, Hong Yun immediately parted the Innate Cloud Qi on the surface of his bloodline and released the Pangu Bloodline contained deep within it.

The instant the aura of the Pangu Bloodline surged out, the mountain-like pressure weighing down on Hong Yun vanished completely.

Pangu Hall in the secret realm atop the summit sensed the aura and began to tremble and resonate as well!