It was said that before Chaos, there had been an era known as the Primordial Era!
In the Primordial Era, there had not been a single living being in the world. All things had fallen into deathly silence, without the slightest vitality. Only the purple aura filling the sky had mingled throughout the world...
But one day, the Primordial Era shattered and transformed into vast Chaos! The purple aura filling the sky gradually turned gray and hazy, eventually becoming Chaos Qi. The Chaos Qi gathered without dispersing, transforming into a Chaos Storm that rampaged through Chaos!
Yet the purple aura had not completely dissipated. That was because the largest clump of purple aura, the greatest of them all, had transformed into the Great Dao, forever suppressing Chaos!
That clump of Primordial Violet Qi that had transformed into the Great Dao split into three thousand portions, which fell into Chaos and became the Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods. Naturally, the strongest among them was Pangu, the Demon God of Strength!
Then, the Great Dao sent down four streams of Primordial Violet Qi, which merged with the Chaos Storm and gave rise to the four great Chaos Supreme Treasures!
They were Pangu's Sky-Opening Axe, the Jade Disk of Creation, the Chaos Green Lotus, and finally, of course, the extremely mysterious Chaos Pearl!
The Chaos Pearl possessed the ability to conceal heavenly secrets. After Pangu opened the heavens, the Chaos Pearl fled and vanished without a trace. Even the Great Dao could not investigate it.
One clump became the Heavenly Dao, while one line escaped. This was commonly known as "the Heavenly Dao has fifty, but one escaped," which was why it was incomplete. Later, Hongjun completed the Heavenly Dao...
As for the Primordial Pearl, it was regarded as a Primordial Supreme Treasure because it was like another Primordial World! It contained an inexhaustible amount of Primordial Violet Qi!
Moreover, the Primordial Pearl was incomparably hard. Even the All-Heaven Divine Thunder could not destroy it!
At this, Chen Tian could only shout... beautifully done!!
Chen Tian was still wondering whether he should turn it into a brick. After all, Old Master Lu had once said, "Use bricks when fighting. Smash them over the head. Smash, then smash again, and keep smashing until they're dead. Smash them straight on!"
Old Master Lu: ??? Even if I died and were nailed inside a coffin, I would still use this decayed voice to say: "I freaking never said that! Confucius said it!"
Confucius: ???
At the same time, the ancestral land of the Witch Clan.
Inside Pangu Hall, twelve giants sat cross-legged in the main hall.
"Is what little sister said true?" A giant who was yellow like a sack and red like cinnabar fire looked at the young girl before him and asked urgently.
"That's right, elder brothers. A few days ago, I went to seek Sister Nuwa to discuss something, but I discovered that she was discussing the Dao with the Three Pure Ones. Afterward, the first disciple of the Three Pure Ones, Daoist Tian Chen, comprehended a Method of Becoming a Saint. This method is extremely similar to our Witch Clan's Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique, but it can actually cultivate a primordial spirit!" The young girl nodded and spoke excitedly.
"Houtu, if that's true, I'll capture that Daoist and make him hand over the Method of Becoming a Saint!" A giant covered in crimson-red coloring shouted loudly. It seemed as if flames were burning in his mouth.
"Zhurong, are you stupid? You're going to capture Daoist Tian Chen? Don't forget that he's the first disciple of the Three Pure Ones. Can you defeat the Three Pure Ones?" A giant dressed in water-blue with black scales covering his body mocked.
"Gonggong, are you looking down on me, Zhurong? Come outside and fight me for three hundred rounds!" Zhurong flew into a rage, looking as if he would start a brawl the next second!
These were the Twelve Ancestral Witches!
According to the records, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were Dijiang, Zhu Jiuyin, Shebishi, Rushou, Goumang, Gonggong, Zhurong, Houtu, Xuanming, Tianwu, Qiangliang, and Yanzi.
They had been transformed from twelve drops of blood essence belonging to Great God Pangu, each controlling one type of Law Power!
Dijiang: yellow like a sack and red like cinnabar fire, with six legs and four wings. He was the Ancestral Witch of space and speed, with a muddled appearance and no face.
Goumang: green like emerald bamboo, with a bird's body and a human face, riding two dragons beneath his feet. He was the Ancestral Witch of wood in the East.
Zhurong: with the head of a beast and the body of a human, clad in red scales, with fire serpents piercing his ears and fire dragons beneath his feet. He was the Ancestral Witch of fire in the South.
Rushou: with a human face and tiger's body, clad in golden scales, with a pair of wings growing from his shoulders, a serpent piercing his left ear, and two dragons beneath his feet. He was the Ancestral Witch of metal in the West.
Gonggong: with the head of a serpent and the body of a human, clad in black scales, standing on a black dragon, with a green python wrapped around his hand. He was the Ancestral Witch of water in the North.
Qiangliang: holding a serpent in his mouth and another in his hands, with a tiger's head and human body, four hooved feet, and long elbows. He was the Ancestral Witch of Thunder.
Zhu Jiuyin: with a human head and dragon's body, entirely crimson-red. He was the Ancestral Witch of time.
Tianwu: with eight human faces on eight heads, a tiger's body, and ten tails. He was the Ancestral Witch of wind.
Xīzī: with a human face and bird's body, green serpents hanging from his ears, and red serpents in his hands. He was the Ancestral Witch of electricity.
Shebishi: with a human face and beast's body, dog-like ears, and green serpents hanging from his ears. He was the Ancestral Witch of weather.
Houtu: with a human body and serpent's tail, seven hands on her back, and Tengshe held in both hands. She was the Ancestral Witch of earth in the center.
Xuanming: a fearsome giant beast with bone spines growing all over its body. He was the Ancestral Witch of rain.
These were the Twelve Ancestral Witches. After taking human form, they resembled Father God Pangu, appearing much like ordinary humans, though they still possessed certain differences!
"That's enough!" Dijiang directly stopped his brothers when he saw that they were about to start fighting again.
"Elder brother, since that Daoist possesses a Method of Becoming a Saint, this method can not only lead one to sainthood but also condense a primordial spirit. I just don't know whether our Witch Clan can cultivate it." Zhu Jiuyin asked at that moment.
The other eleven Ancestral Witches also nodded when they heard this. It was predetermined that the Witch Clan could not cultivate primordial spirits. Although this Method of Becoming a Saint could condense a primordial spirit, could the Witch Clan cultivate it? That was the question!
One had to remember that the Witch Clan, including the Twelve Ancestral Witches, all cultivated their bodies by absorbing baleful energy. Moreover, like mortals, they needed to eat. Even quasi-saints were no exception.
After the living beings of the Prehistoric World became immortals, they had already stopped needing food. After reaching the Golden Immortal realm, they could become Immortal and Undying. Of course, this was only because reincarnation had not yet been established.
But the Witch Clan could not! When the Twelve Ancestral Witches had first emerged and taken form, they had absorbed the baleful energy and resentment of the Three Thousand Demon Gods to take shape, and their primordial spirits had already been damaged at that time!
As for the Witch Clan of later generations, all its members had been transformed from the blood of Great God Pangu's heart. They had not absorbed any baleful energy, yet they still could not cultivate primordial spirit techniques. This proved that no member of the Witch Clan could cultivate primordial spirit techniques.
But now that they had a method for cultivating primordial spirits, would it be useful to the Witch Clan?
"Senior brothers, since that's the case, I'll go to Purple Skies Palace and look for him. If he agrees, I can try it myself and find out." Houtu stood up and said.
"This..."
"No, little sister! What if something happens to you..."
"Shut up! Zhurong, can't you wish little sister well?"
After Houtu spoke, the other Ancestral Witches all disagreed. They were entirely worried about Houtu.
"Houtu, although Zhurong's words weren't very pleasant, there really is some truth to them." Gonggong spoke up. "That technique created by the Daoist might truly be useless to our Witch Clan."
"It won't be. You should know that the Heavenly Dao can bestow merit. That Daoist's merit amounted to a full one hundred thousand mu!" Houtu shook her head, then continued, "Whether it's real or not, we'll know after testing it. Elder brothers and sisters, wait here for me."
With that, Houtu left.
After Houtu departed, the eleven Ancestral Witches looked at one another, at a loss.
"Hmph. If it's useful, then so be it. But if it's useless and harms my sister Houtu, I, Zhurong, will crush Kunlun Mountain!" Zhurong snorted.
"Exactly!" This time, Gonggong actually stood on the same side as Zhurong!
"Enough, enough. Since that's the case, let's wait for Houtu to return." Dijiang sighed as well, hoping that it would work.
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