The Charm of Mythic Nuwa Truly Could Not Be Resisted by Anyone!

She embodied every quality of the Primordial world's foremost Immortal Maidens, along with a peerless grace that pitied all living beings and transcended everything!

Chen Xuan withdrew his gaze, unsure whether to laugh or cry.

He had never expected

that even Tongtian, Di Jun, and Donghuang Taiyi would fall for her!

But upon further thought, it made sense.

She was Mythic Nuwa, after all, one of a kind beneath heaven and earth!

Faced with Chen Xuan's questioning, Hongjun had no answer.

He knew

that one's Dao Heart had to remain steadfast, and his Dao was to cleave open Chaos and shatter the Primordial Mist.

But just as Chen Xuan had said, so what if he opened Chaos?

Could he shatter the Primordial Mist?

Even Pangu, half a step into the Great Dao, had failed—

could he, Hongjun, succeed?

"Ding! Congratulations, Host, for preaching the Dao to all living beings.

As karmic cycles turn, all living beings owe the Host karma.

Special reward: Starry Sky Atlas."

A Starry Sky Atlas merged into Chen Xuan's storage space.

When he sensed the time, a hundred years had already passed!

Rumble!

Hundreds of millions of golden auspicious clouds descended from the heavens, while hundreds of millions of golden lotuses surged from the earth.

Above and below reflected one another, transforming into a golden ocean.

A Golden Dao Child condensed from within the ocean

and knelt before Chen Xuan!

Nuwa, the Three Pure Ones, and the others were stunned rigid.

Hongjun had preached the Dao three times in Purple Cloud Palace, yet never had such a phenomenon appeared!

What did it mean for the Golden Dao Child

to kneel before Chen Xuan?

Hongjun was the most shaken of all!

He understood

that this was the Heavenly Dao Will submitting to Chen Xuan!

The Heavenly Dao was not Hongjun, yet Hongjun was the Heavenly Dao.

The Heavenly Dao Will still remained, yet at this moment, it bowed its head to Chen Xuan!

Chen Xuan was somewhat surprised as well.

He had merely expounded the Dao according to his understanding of Mythic Nuwa, yet it had actually drawn the submission of the Heavenly Dao Will?

"Ding! Congratulations, Host, for explaining the Mythic Dao.

The Primordial Heavenly Dao has submitted.

Special reward: the Mythic Nuwa Template extended by one thousand years!"

Chen Xuan was overjoyed.

This was exactly what he wanted most!

He looked at the Golden Dao Child and smiled. "An embodiment of will? You want to enter my sect?"

The Dao Child knelt on the ground.

Hongjun was shocked once more!

He had merged with the Heavenly Dao, yet the Heavenly Dao Will was kneeling before Chen Xuan?

"Very well."

Chen Xuan smiled at the Dao Child. "You want me to help the Primordial World eliminate the Immeasurable Calamity?"

The Dao Child nodded.

The Three Pure Ones and the others were utterly bewildered, while only Nuwa and Hongjun understood.

Nuwa stared at the Golden Dao Child in shock.

As a Saint, she could sense the rules of the Heavenly Dao

and knew of the Immeasurable Calamity.

She had once lived through the Fierce Beast Calamity.

At the time, she had merely been a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal

and could only flee in every direction.

Now that she had become a Saint, she understood that the current era was the Lich Cataclysm.

The Lich clans were destined to reach their curtain call, and the human race would rise!

Calamities were the Heavenly Dao's reshuffling of its rules, all the way until the Age of Dharma's End.

Hongjun knew even more.

When Pangu created the heavens, countless Chaos Demon Gods perished—

it had long been his plan.

If breaking through Hongmeng failed, then he would create a world of his own.

Chaos Demon Gods were unsuited to the new world, thus came the Calamity of Creation.

After the Fierce Beast Calamity, Hongjun had yet to become a Saint

and did not understand the meaning of stopping calamities.

Only after merging with the Dao did he understand

that from the moment he had stopped the Fierce Beast Calamity, he had been destined to become the Heavenly Dao's spokesman.

Rahula, the dragon, phoenix, and qilin clans—

all were sacrifices to the rules of the Heavenly Dao.

Now, the Lich clans

were likewise unsuited to heaven and earth, thus came the calamity.

The Primordial World's origin was constantly being depleted, and calamities would arise one after another, until the Age of Dharma's End.

The human race was best suited for the Age of Dharma's End.

All of this was the rule Pangu had set!

Unless someone broke those rules

and replenished the Primordial World's origin.

Hongjun knew it well—

The origins of countless Middle Thousand Worlds and Lesser Thousand Worlds could replenish the Primordial World.

But he could not do it.

He could only continue within the rules.

Yet Chen Xuan's Mythical Nuwa

could stand above those rules!

That was why the Heavenly Dao Will had submitted.

Chen Xuan looked at the Golden Dao Child. "Expanding the Primordial World and eliminating the calamity tribulations—even with my abilities, it will take time."

Buzz!

The Dao Child turned into a speck of golden light

and entered Chen Xuan's glabella.

In that instant, he grasped the rules of the Primordial World, existing within the rules while standing above them!

"Greetings, Dao Venerable!"

Hongjun gave a bitter smile and led the others in a bow.

The Dao Venerable stood above the Dao Ancestor!

The Heavenly Dao Will dispersed.

Chen Xuan was slightly surprised.

His original plan had been to establish the Divine Court, gather the children of destiny from other planes, and expand the Primordial World.

He had never expected to become the Dao Venerable of the Primordial World directly!

The goal remained unchanged, but the difficulty had soared abruptly.

Within the Primordial World, he needed to alter the rules of calamity tribulations.

He condensed mythological origin essence, then, with a single thought, traversed into the future spacetime of the Primordial World.

In an instant, he saw the future of the Primordial World!

The Chaos Demon Gods revived, and Ye Heizi ascended to sainthood!

Primordial Phenomenon: Creation Green Lotus!

A figure in snow-white robes

stood atop Mount Buzhou, holding the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Pot.

It was the Ruthless Empress, who had likewise become a Saint!

Beside her stood a middle-aged man, his chest radiating a heaven-piercing aura.

He bore the Supreme Bone—

the Desolate Heaven Emperor, also a Saint!

Behind them, children of destiny from every plane had gathered, all having become Saints who transcended heaven and earth!

Hongjun, Nuwa, and the Three Pure Ones

had actually reached the realm of Half-Step Great Dao!

Rumble!

The skies above Mount Buzhou shattered, the edge of the cosmos tore open, and Primordial Fierce Beasts and Chaos Demon Gods surged forth in a swarm!

Chen Xuan froze.

He saw a towering figure that held up heaven and earth!

"Pangu!"

Pangu's gaze focused, locking directly onto Chen Xuan!

Their eyes met, and the river of time and space shattered!

"Dao Venerable!"

Hongjun and the Three Pure Ones cried out in unison.

Chen Xuan came back to himself.

A single thought had just carried him across time and space, and he had seen the future.

"How long has it been?"

he asked Hongjun.

Hongjun drew a deep breath. "Exactly five hundred years."

"What?!"

Nuwa cried out.

She had actually failed to notice the passage of time!

The Three Pure Ones and the others were equally stunned.

In the blink of an eye, five hundred years had already passed?

Nuwa gave a bitter smile. "A dignified Saint, yet I cannot even sense the passage of time.

My realm is still far too low!"

Only Hongjun had been able to sense it, yet he had been unable to cross the river of time.

"Did the Dao Venerable cross the river of time?"

Hongjun probed.

Chen Xuan nodded, sending a voice transmission: "I saw Pangu, the creator of the Primordial World!"

"What?!"

Hongjun nearly lost his voice.

Pangu had not fallen?

He surmised

that Pangu had proven the Dao with his body, and succeeded!

"I saw fierce beasts and Chaos Demon Gods reviving.

The final outcome is unknown, but that scene lies at least tens of thousands of years in the future."

"Pangu noticed me as well.

His realm is equal to mine."

Hongjun let out a sigh of relief.

Chen Xuan's emotions churned.

In the Primordial World novels of his previous life, Hongjun was often portrayed as a schemer.

But now it seemed

that he was merely the guardian of the Dao in the Primordial World.

The future Chen Xuan saw, It was no surprise that the Children of Fortune had gathered.

But Pangu had not fallen?

Was their ultimate opponent Pangu?

Or Chaos Heaven?

"Go summon those old friends of yours."

Chen Xuan sent a voice transmission to Hongjun, without informing Nuwa and the others.

The news was too shocking!

Hongjun accepted the order and vanished.

Nuwa looked at Chen Xuan. "Eldest Sister, I'm going to establish a dojo in the Thirty-three Heavens.

"If anything comes up, summon me anytime."

"Go."

Chen Xuan nodded.

Nuwa departed.

She knew the Primordial World was about to change, and Saints would no longer be the ceiling.

Queen Mother of the West and Zhen Yuanzi bade each other farewell, then entered seclusion to digest what they had gained from the lecture.

They understood

that the Heavenly Dao Will had submitted, and that Chen Xuan would rule the Primordial World's future!

Tongtian wished to invite Chen Xuan to Kunlun Mountain, but before he could speak, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi beat him to it. "Dao Venerable, "Solar Star Palace has Fusang Flower Wine that blooms only once every thirty thousand years.

"Please honor us with a visit!"

Tongtian said disdainfully, "Solar Star Palace is ablaze with fire qi. What is there to see?"

He cupped his hands. "Dao Venerable, Kunlun Mountain has Drunken Immortal, which I brewed myself.

"Please honor us with a visit!"

Di Jun retorted, "Kunlun Mountain reeks of medicinal herbs. Just a dry, barren mountain!"

Donghuang Taiyi sneered. "Tongtian, want to have a bout?"

Tongtian refused to yield an inch.

Laozi stopped them. "Nonsense! The Dao Venerable is occupied with expanding the Primordial World.

"How would he have time to visit Kunlun or the Solar Star?"

Chen Xuan looked at Laozi with a smile. "Your Dao lies among the human race.

"Do you wish to remain on Mount Shouyang to comprehend the Dao?"

"The Dao Venerable sees clearly."

Laozi said respectfully, "This student will soon attain the Dao. I hope you will grant me this."

"You may."

Chen Xuan nodded.

Tongtian suddenly said, "Since Eldest Brother will be comprehending the Dao among the human race, "how about Second Brother staying behind to look after him?"

Laozi and Yuanshi were both stunned.

Tongtian turned to Chen Xuan again. "This student's Sword Dao has reached a bottleneck.

"I ask the Dao Venerable to visit Kunlun and dispel my doubts."

Laozi and Yuanshi exchanged a glance.

This fellow actually dared to court the Dao Venerable?

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi also caught on.

Had someone else arrived?

Just as Donghuang Taiyi was about to speak, Chen Xuan's gaze had already turned toward the distance.

Two graceful figures quietly appeared. They were Houtu and Xuanming.

Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun turned their gazes toward them, as did the Three Pure Ones.

Tongtian secretly rejoiced. Though the Witch Clan and Demon Race had their grievances, what did that matter at a time like this?

Yet the next instant, his joy was veiled by a layer of disappointment.

He suddenly recalled how the Heavenly Dao Will had once transformed into the Golden Boy and bowed before Chen Xuan.

The Primordial World was about to expand. What did Houtu and Xuanming intend by coming here?

Their gazes swept past Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun without lingering.

The Three Pure Ones likewise received not so much as an extra glance from them.

In the end, Houtu and Xuanming fixed their eyes on Chen Xuan.

They did not kneel. They merely clasped their fists, placing their right fists over their chests.

This was already the highest gesture of respect among the Ancestral Witches.

In the Primordial World, the Witch Clan's backs bowed only to Pangu.

"Houtu of the Witch Clan, greetings, Senior!"

"Xuanming of the Witch Clan, greetings, Senior!"

Chen Xuan gave a slight nod, his gaze passing over Houtu and Xuanming.

How could Houtu's beauty be any less than Nuwa's? She could be called one of the peerless beauties of the Primordial World.

Nuwa's beauty was noble and holy, like that of a goddess.

Houtu's beauty, however, was like a spring breeze brushing one's face, softening the endless ages.

Her bearing seemed capable of intoxicating heaven, earth, and the passage of time itself.

At a single glance, any living being would be firmly drawn in by her gentleness.

Nuwa and Houtu—two utterly different kinds of peerless beauty.

At this moment, Houtu's heart was also surging with waves.

This was her first time seeing the Mythical Nuwa Chen Xuan had transformed into, and she could barely suppress her shock.

Houtu did not take pride in her appearance, but she knew well how beautiful she was.

Even compared to Nuwa, she was not inferior in the slightest.

Yet before the Mythical Nuwa, she felt a sense of falling short.

It was not in appearance, but in that all-encompassing aura.

Among the immortal maidens of the Primordial World, who had ever possessed such grace and bearing in one body?

Even stranger, when she looked at Chen Xuan, she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

It was like the closeness that naturally arose when facing Father God Pangu.

Xuanming felt the same, and a similar amazement showed in her eyes.

Houtu immediately made up her mind and said, "Senior, now that you have come to the Primordial World, the Witch Clan sincerely invites you to visit Pangu Hall in the Central Continent. Would you be willing to take a trip there?"

Originally, she had only wanted to probe the secrets of the Mythical Nuwa.

But now, she genuinely hoped that Chen Xuan would personally visit Pangu Hall.

"Since Sister Houtu has invited me, how could I refuse?" Chen Xuan replied with a smile.

A trace of regret flashed through Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi's eyes, but it was no longer convenient for them to speak.

Tongtian was the same, silently putting away his own intention to invite him.

Houtu and Xuanming were delighted upon hearing this.

Chen Xuan turned to Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and the Three Pure Ones, his tone solemn. "Each of you should diligently advance your cultivation. Once I return from the Witch Clan, we will begin expanding the Primordial World. This matter carries immense responsibility. Do not disappoint me!"

"We respectfully obey the Dao Venerable's decree!" The Three Pure Ones, Di Jun, and Donghuang Taiyi answered in unison, bowing respectfully.

At this moment, Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and Tongtian exchanged glances.

Battle intent blazed in the eyes of all three. Without a word, they understood one another.

This battle intent was not for a clash of techniques, but to see who could contribute more to the Primordial World.

Who could win the Dao Venerable's favor?

The three secretly resolved to give it their all!

Houtu and Xuanming were deeply shaken. How weighty was the title of Dao Venerable?

The Witch Clan and Demon Race had contended for many years, and they knew Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi's temperaments well.

Di Jun had founded the Demon Race Heavenly Court, carrying himself with the proud aura of an emperor.

Donghuang Taiyi was the foremost War God beneath the saints, his domineering presence unmatched.

Yet now, they had actually bowed their heads and submitted to Chen Xuan?

If Chen Xuan was the Dao Venerable, then what did that make Dao Ancestor Hongjun?

Houtu and Xuanming exchanged glances, deeply aware that this visit to Chen Xuan carried extraordinary significance.

"Let's go!" With a thought from Chen Xuan, he vanished in an instant with Houtu and Xuanming.

The Three Pure Ones watched Chen Xuan's departing figure in silence.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi likewise gazed at the vanished silhouette.

Donghuang Taiyi shot Tongtian a sidelong glance and sneered. "Tongtian, I'm afraid you have no hope!"

Di Jun immediately followed up. "Tongtian, can't you see it? The Dao Venerable clearly prefers talking to me!"

Unexpectedly, Donghuang Taiyi retorted at once, "Brother, you are mistaken. The Dao Venerable clearly favors me more!"

Hearing this, Di Jun winked at Donghuang Taiyi. The two brothers understood each other without a word.

Tongtian merely scoffed. "What a boring contest. Stupid beyond measure!"

"When the primordial world expands, we'll see who contributes more. We'll settle it with our own hands!" Tongtian declared with resounding force.

He turned to Laozi and Yuanshi and cupped his hands. "Eldest Brother, Second Brother, I'm returning to Kunlun Mountain to enter seclusion and prepare for the Dao Venerable's trial!"

With that, Tongtian transformed into a streak of rainbow light and vanished in an instant.

"We should make our preparations too!" Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi used the rainbow-transformation art and swiftly departed.

Laozi and Yuanshi exchanged a glance, then sighed. "Third Brother is still as stubborn as ever."

"Second Brother, how much chance do you think Third Brother has?" Yuanshi asked thoughtfully.

How could Laozi fail to see what Yuanshi was thinking? He said solemnly, "Second Brother, have you seen how respectfully our teacher treats the Dao Venerable? In schemes and methods, can you surpass our teacher? Even our teacher restrains himself before the Dao Venerable. Do you realize that the primordial world's entire landscape is about to change? The Dao Venerable dislikes power plays. If you wish to follow him and ascend to a higher Dao fruition, put away your calculations!"

Yuanshi's heart shuddered. He bowed to Laozi with cupped hands. "Thank you for the reminder, Eldest Brother. I understand."

Central Continent, Pangu Hall—they arrived in an instant.

Chen Xuan brought Houtu and Xuanming directly into the Twelve Ancestral Witches' dojo.

Before Di Jiang and the other Ancestral Witches could react, Chen Xuan had already descended.

Houtu and Xuanming exchanged glances, their eyes filled with amazement at Mythical Nuwa's cultivation.

They could not fathom the depths of Chen Xuan's realm.

"Little Sister, Sister Xuanming!" Di Jiang turned and called out.

The other Ancestral Witches also looked back, their gazes falling upon Chen Xuan.

In that instant, they sensed an innate closeness emanating from Chen Xuan.

At the same time, an indescribable aura of majesty washed over them.

Only Pangu's essence blood had ever made them feel this way.

Di Jiang and the other Ancestral Witches stood frozen in place, utterly shaken.

This majesty was not fear, but the reverence juniors felt when facing an elder.

When had Ancestral Witches ever feared anything? Even if they fell, it would merely mean returning to Pangu's embrace.

"What are you standing around for? Hurry up and greet him!" Houtu and Xuanming urged.

Zhu Jiuyin was the first to recover. He placed his right fist over his chest and said solemnly, "Senior, I am Zhu Jiuyin, ninth among the Twelve Ancestral Witches. I cultivate the Great Dao of Time, but my Dao practice is shallow. I can only condense a thread of temporal light and glimpse fragments of the past. I hope for Senior's guidance!"

The moment he finished speaking, he stole a glance at Chen Xuan, and a blush actually spread across his cheeks.

The mighty Ancestral Witch of Time lowered his head, not daring to look directly at him!

Di Jiang followed close behind. "Senior, I am Di Jiang, leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. I cultivate the Great Dao of Space and Speed. My cultivation is the highest among my brothers and sisters, and I will certainly protect them well!"

Just as Gong Gong was about to speak, Zhu Rong cut in ahead of him. "Senior, I am Zhu Rong, fourth in rank. I cultivate the Great Dao of Fire and have achieved a little success. I hope for Senior's instruction!"

The other Ancestral Witches were stunned, while Houtu and Xuanming were left utterly dumbfounded.

They exchanged a glance and could not help laughing.

Di Jiang had always put the greater picture first. How could he lose his composure like this?

Zhu Jiuyin, the Witch Clan's sage, was actually at a loss for what to do?

Everyone knew Zhu Rong's fiery temper—if he could use his fists, he would never waste words.

Yet now, before Chen Xuan, he was as well-behaved as a student!

The Ancestral Witches feared neither Heaven nor Earth. How could they act like this?

If it was not fear, then there was only one explanation—shyness!

Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin, and Zhu Rong had fallen in love with Chen Xuan at first sight!

Houtu and Xuanming secretly decided that this was nailed down beyond doubt!

The other Ancestral Witches also saw the clues and began introducing themselves one after another.

Though they were not as flustered as Di Jiang and the other two, they were still exceptionally respectful.

This reverence came from instinct, born from their veneration of Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan smiled helplessly. Mythical Nuwa's charm truly was irresistible to all.

But in a mere thousand years, this template would end. So what if they admired him?

Di Jiang reined in his emotions and said to Jumang, "Second Brother, Senior has come to Pangu Hall. He is the most honored guest of our clan. Quickly open Pangu Main Hall and have the Witch Clan brethren prepare the Myriad Beast Feast!"

Jumang answered and pulled Shebishi, Xizi, and the others away to make preparations.

Di Jiang secretly transmitted to Gong Gong, "Fifth Brother, take Zhu Rong and Ninth Brother to help!"

Gong Gong understood at once and grabbed Zhu Rong. "Sixth Brother, you're skilled with heat. Hurry and help me!"

Then he said to Zhu Jiuyin, "Ninth Brother, you control time and are best at judging the texture of meat. Come with me!"

"Not going!" Zhu Rong and Zhu Jiuyin said in unison.

Di Jiang frowned, his tone growing heavier. "Senior has come as a guest of our clan. How can our hospitality fall short? Go make the preparations at once!"

Zhu Rong actually argued back, "Big Brother, you excel in space and speed. If you used your spatial divine ability to roast the meat, wouldn't that be even better?"

Zhu Jiuyin echoed, "Sixth Brother is right!"

Houtu grew impatient. "If Big Brother tells you to go, then go. Why so much nonsense?"

Zhu Rong and Zhu Jiuyin wore aggrieved expressions, but they could only leave with Gong Gong.

Only Di Jiang, Houtu, and Xuanming remained in the Ancestral Witch Hall.

Chen Xuan felt gratified. The Twelve Ancestral Witches were bound by blood, their sincerity flawless and pure.

The Witch Clan acted openly and forthrightly, bright and aboveboard—truly admirable.

Even though Di Jiang, Zhu Rong, and Zhu Jiuyin all admired him, they competed on their own merits, yielding not an inch.

"Senior, please follow me to Pangu Main Hall," Di Jiang said respectfully.

His spine was straight and his head held high, yet his attitude was incomparably earnest.

"Rumble!" Pangu Main Hall opened.

Chen Xuan swept it with his Divine Sense and found the hall vast and magnificent beyond measure.

At its center stood a towering Pangu Stone Statue.

Di Jiang, Houtu, and the other Ancestral Witches looked toward the statue with solemn expressions.

Their upright backs bowed at this moment, filled with utmost reverence.

Chen Xuan stared at the statue as a wave of pressure suddenly bore down upon him!

This pressure came from Pangu's divine image, aimed directly at Chen Xuan!

Di Jiang and the other Ancestral Witches noticed nothing; they had not reached that level.

"Buzz!" Chen Xuan gathered Mythic Origin and blanketed the entire main hall.

"Rumble!" With a thunderous boom, Pangu Will manifested.

Chen Xuan smiled calmly. "Testing me?"

He already understood in his heart—Pangu had not fallen!

His strength far surpassed Hongjun's, and was perhaps not even inferior to Mythical Nuwa's.

Once, when crossing the river of time, Chen Xuan had met Pangu's gaze.

"Buzz!" Chen Xuan once more gathered Mythic Origin, clashing with Pangu's pressure.

The main hall remained silent, and the Ancestral Witches sensed nothing.

The next instant, Pangu's pressure abruptly vanished.

Chen Xuan thought to himself, Pangu, what exactly are you planning?

He had long had a premonition about this visit to Pangu Hall.

Pangu had split open the Primordial World, yet had not fallen—and he was laying plans of immense depth.

With a thought, Chen Xuan's Mythic Origin surged again, seeking to cross the river of time.

"Buzz!" Pangu's divine image trembled.

"Rumble!" Supreme energy enveloped the entire hall.

At last, Di Jiang and the other Ancestral Witches sensed Pangu Will and cried out together, "Father God!"

They all fell to their knees and kowtowed devoutly.

Chen Xuan withdrew his Divine Sense from the divine image and murmured, "Why stop me? Even at the cost of shattering the Primordial World?"

Just now, when he had tried to cross the river of time, Pangu Will had stopped him with all its strength.

If Chen Xuan had forced his way through, the Primordial World would inevitably have collapsed.

That was not what he wished for, so he withdrew.

As Pangu Will dispersed, Di Jiang looked at Chen Xuan. "Senior, you come from the Mythic World. Do you have some connection with Father God?"

Houtu and the other Ancestral Witches also looked on in eager anticipation.

Since the Twelve Ancestral Witches had been born, Pangu Will had appeared only three times.

For the first time, when the Witch Clan was founded, the Pangu Will gathered atop Mount Buzhou.

The second time, when the Twelve Capital Heavens Divine Fiend Grand Formation was completed, the Pangu Will descended.

This time, because of Chen Xuan's arrival, the Pangu Will had appeared for the third time.

The ancestral witches assumed that the Pangu Will had come to display its ties to Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan gave a bitter smile. If they truly traced things back, Mythical Nuwa did indeed have some connection to Pangu.

"Perhaps there is a thread of fate between us," he replied calmly.

Di Jiang and the other ancestral witches exchanged looks, a greater measure of reverence appearing in their eyes.

"Senior, the Myriad Beast Feast is ready!" Zhu Rong returned and reported in a booming voice.

"This way, please!" Di Jiang respectfully ushered Chen Xuan in.