I Became the Younger Brother?

Xuanming Ancestral Witch had arrived!

Qingxuan felt numb with disbelief. How could things be this coincidental?

After arriving, Xuanming went over to Houtu.

The two Ancestral Witches whispered to each other.

Every now and then, they glanced toward Qingxuan.

Qingxuan did not really want to clash with the Ancestral Witches. After all, he had just received such an enormous boon from Great God Pangu.

After hearing Houtu describe the strange aspects of Qingxuan, Xuanming also sensed him with her own Pangu's Bloodline.

Sure enough, she sensed a bloodline connection.

Xuanming had never liked thinking. More accurately, aside from Houtu, none of the other Ancestral Witches liked thinking. They preferred to let their fists do the talking.

This was because, when the Twelve Ancestral Witches were born, they absorbed too much innate baleful aura. As a result, their Primordial Spirits were incomplete, making them extremely irritable.

Only Houtu was different from the other Ancestral Witches. Since she had been born last, she had suffered the least contamination from the baleful aura.

As one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Xuanming controlled the Laws of Rain and Ice. Her strength also ranked among the highest of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

During the War between the Witches and Demons, she had even stopped Eastern Emperor Tai Yi by herself.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xuanming flashed forward and slammed both fists toward Qingxuan.

Qingxuan had not expected Xuanming Ancestral Witch to suddenly attack. He only had time to raise both arms in front of himself.

A single punch sent Qingxuan flying ten thousand li.

Qingxuan steadied himself and shook his slightly numb arms. His expression looked rather unpleasant.

With Five Revolutions of Profound Technique, his physical body was comparable to a Grand Unity Golden Immortal at the pinnacle. However, he was still slightly inferior to an Ancestral Witch who specialized in physical cultivation. That said, Qingxuan still had magical treasures and his Primordial Spirit, so he was not afraid of Xuanming Ancestral Witch.

It was just that this battle had come out of nowhere.

That single punch made Xuanming's eyes light up.

An ordinary race's Grand Unity Golden Immortal definitely would not have been able to stand after taking one of her punches. Yet Qingxuan looked as if nothing had happened, which stirred her eagerness to test herself against a strong opponent.

At that moment, she had already forgotten what Houtu had said about testing him. She only wanted to have a proper fight with Qingxuan.

Xuanming attacked again without hesitation.

Qingxuan helplessly began to fight back.

"Xuanming Ancestral Witch, we have no conflict between us. Is there really any need to fight?"

Xuanming did not stop attacking as she taunted him.

"Who needs a reason to fight? You're so wishy-washy. Are you even a man?"

Fine, fine, fine!

That was very much in the style of an Ancestral Witch.

Qingxuan was so annoyed that he laughed. Since he had promised Great God Pangu to look after his blood descendants, it should not hurt to teach one of them a lesson.

Qingxuan stopped holding back. The power of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal at the pinnacle began circulating around his body.

Their physical bodies collided continuously, every punch striking flesh.

As an Ancestral Witch, Xuanming's physical body needed no explanation.

With Five Revolutions of Profound Technique, Qingxuan's physical body was only a thread weaker than an Ancestral Witch's. The two could be said to be evenly matched.

Their collisions caused the void to erupt repeatedly.

Xuanming's eyes grew brighter and brighter. The coldness in her gaze gradually gave way to fiery excitement.

After another head-on collision, Qingxuan withdrew from the battle.

Sure enough, fighting an Ancestral Witch head-on with physical strength was the least intelligent choice.

Xuanming was somewhat dissatisfied.

"Could it be that you can't go on?"

Qingxuan had to admit that when people were rendered speechless, they really did laugh.

"How can a man say he can't go on? Next up is the second round."

A flash of azure light passed through his hand, and the Jianmu Divine Spear appeared in his grasp.

Qingxuan took the initiative and attacked Xuanming.

The battle that followed completely reversed.

Whether or not a cultivator had a magical treasure made for entirely different combat power. A spiritual treasure had a tremendous influence on a cultivator's strength, let alone the Jianmu Divine Spear in Qingxuan's hand. It had transformed from his true form, Jianmu, and was a Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure. He wielded it with perfect ease.

Carrying the power of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal at the pinnacle and reinforced by the Great Dao of Strength, even Xuanming's incomparably powerful Ancestral Witch body was forced back again and again, sometimes stumbling.

Finally, Xuanming could not take it anymore.

A flash of black aura passed through her eyes, and the baleful aura around her instantly grew denser.

With a furious roar, she revealed her Ancestral Witch True Form.

Xuanming's combat power immediately soared by more than a level.

The Ancestral Witch True Form was the combat form best suited to the Ancestral Witches. However, using it for too long would allow the baleful aura to erode their minds, making it difficult to remain conscious.

When Xuanming revealed her Ancestral Witch True Form, Qingxuan was not startled. Instead, he was delighted.

By this point in the battle, Qingxuan had discovered that his physical body and Laws were constantly growing stronger, while his combat experience was also rising rapidly.

He no longer wanted to think about anything else. He only wanted to have a good fight.

After all, he occasionally needed to vent. Wasn't Xuanming right in front of him the perfect target?

Qingxuan circulated the Profound Technique, and his body began to grow taller as well.

Heaven and Earth Manifestation, a physical-body divine ability.

One hundred zhang, one thousand zhang, ten thousand zhang...

Houtu, who was watching from the side, widened her eyes in astonishment.

Heaven and Earth Manifestation was a divine ability unique to the Witch Race. Qingxuan knew it too, and there was also that mysterious bloodline connection.

Could it be that Qingxuan really was also a descendant of Father God?

Just as Houtu's thoughts ran wild, the two colossal figures had already clashed.

The reason Heaven and Earth Manifestation could be called a divine ability was naturally that it lived up to its name.

It truly changed one's physical body, rather than being the empty transformation of a spell that only appeared substantial on the surface.

Every punch and kick delivered through Heaven and Earth Manifestation possessed tremendous might.

Two giants standing ten million zhang tall fought atop Buzhou Mountain until the heavens and earth grew dim, locked in a fierce struggle.

The void trembled repeatedly beneath the aftershocks of their exchanges.

Fortunately, this was Buzhou Mountain, suppressed by the remaining blessings of Pangu. If this had been anywhere else, no living being within ten million li would likely have survived.

The two fought for a full thousand years.

After another exchange, they tacitly stopped fighting.

They simultaneously returned to their original sizes and landed atop the mountain.

At that moment, Xuanming's nose was swollen and her face bruised. Her battle armor was damaged in many places, revealing her snow-white, jade-like skin.

Qingxuan's appearance was somewhat better than Xuanming's. At the very least, no injuries could be seen on the surface. However, his azure Daoist robe was torn, and his hair hung loose.

This was the scene Houtu saw when she hurried over.

"You're Qingxuan, right? Your strength is impressive. This Ancestral Witch will count this battle as my loss."

After saying that, Xuanming turned to Houtu, who had rushed over.

"This fellow really did cultivate the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique. Although it's somewhat different from ours, it is definitely the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique—and he has already reached the fifth revolution."

Even without Xuanming saying this, Houtu already knew. After all, Qingxuan's Heaven and Earth Manifestation had explained everything.

At this time in the Primordial World, Heaven and Earth Manifestation and the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique truly were exclusive to the Witch Race.

The Three Pure Ones only obtained fragments of the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique after the Witch Race vanished. They deduced the Eight-Nine Profound Technique from them, turning it into the Xuanmen's guardian divine art.

"Looks like he really is our younger brother. He must have suffered a great deal after being separated from us all these years."

As Houtu spoke, she reached out and smoothed Qingxuan's loose hair and Daoist robe.

Qingxuan felt completely numb. What was going on?

How had he suddenly become an Ancestral Witch's younger brother?

I'm Jianmu, an Innate Spiritual Root that took human form. How did I become part of the Witch Race?