Innate Great God's Birth, Early Golden Immortal of the Origin

Time flew like an arrow, days and months like a shuttle.

Before anyone realized it, several kalpas had quietly slipped away.

As the Sha Qi of heaven and earth further dissipated, the spiritual energy of the Primordial World grew increasingly rich, and various innate spiritual roots and treasures began to gradually reveal themselves to the world.

More importantly, those Innate Great Gods born bearing the Destiny of heaven and earth, like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, one after another ended their long gestation and secluded cultivation, beginning to stir upon the stage of the Primordial World.

Above Kunlun Mountain, three streams of pure qi shot into the sky, faint Dao sounds permeating the air. These were the Three Pure Ones, transformed from Pangu's Primordial Spirit: Grand Pure One Laozi, Yuqing Yuanshi, and Shangqing Tongtian—they had formally emerged into the world.

On the Sun Star, golden crows cried out. Di Jun and Taiyi emerged bearing the River Diagram and Luo Script and the Chaos Bell, demonic qi spreading wide, with a momentum that seemed poised to sweep heaven and earth.

At Phoenix Nest Mountain, auspicious qi also filled the air. Nuwa and Fuxi, brother and sister, walked out side by side—one unmatched in creation, the other skilled in deducing heavenly secrets—both extraordinary.

At Mount Sumeru, Jieyin and Zhunti appeared. Though their faces often bore a bitter expression, they too revealed extraordinary origins.

Within Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi held the Earth Book, forming a world of his own.

In the Sea of Blood, Ancestor Minghe sat upon the Twelve-grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus, wielding the twin swords Yuantu and Abi, his killing intent fierce—a hegemon in his own right.

One by one, the Innate Great Gods born bearing the Destiny of heaven and earth emerged across the Primordial World.

Some occupied famous mountains and great rivers, opening caves and establishing Dao fields; others traveled the four directions, seeking opportunities and treasures; still others debated the Dao with one another, verifying their own learning.

The vast land of the Primordial World suddenly became lively and bustling, yet also seething with undercurrents.

The great age of contention had already begun.

During these years, the Ancestral Witches had not been idle either.

Apart from Zhou Ming sitting deep within Pangu Hall, the other twelve either secluded themselves in the hall for closed-door cultivation or, unable to contain their restless natures, had once again stepped into the vast Primordial World.

Their auras had improved greatly compared to before.

Their physical bodies were even more formidable, their use of Law power more refined, and their newborn Primordial Spirits had condensed considerably. The dazed look in their eyes had completely faded, replaced by a growing steadiness and wisdom.

After awakening, mindful of their eldest brother Zhou Ming's earlier instructions, they had gone out in pairs or trios from Pangu Hall to travel the Primordial World.

They remembered Zhou Ming's advice: focus on gathering resources, avoid conflict, and run if you can't win.

More importantly, since condensing their Primordial Spirits, their way of thinking had indeed undergone a subtle transformation.

No longer did they act solely on instinct and brute force as before.

They had gained more deliberation, more consideration of consequences.

Though still hot-tempered and reckless, at least they no longer flipped the table at the slightest disagreement.

When the Ancestral Witches encountered those Great Gods with clearly overwhelming auras, they would take a detour if possible. If they couldn't avoid them, they would just snort coldly, rather than rolling up their sleeves and charging in like before.

"Hmph, if it weren't for Big Brother's orders, I'd make you taste my fire!" Zhurong muttered, catching sight of a certain Great God wreathed in Immortal Light from afar, but he was still pulled away by Dijiang.

"Right, that guy looks frail, not even worth one punch from me!" Gonggong craned his neck stubbornly, but obediently followed along as they left.

Over these several kalpas, while the Ancestral Witches traveled outside, they inevitably encountered some clueless provocateurs, but large-scale conflicts with those top-tier Innate Great Gods were indeed rare.

This was already vastly different from Zhou Ming's memory, where the Witch Clan had just emerged and immediately launched campaigns in all directions, drawing heaven's wrath and universal resentment.

"Big Brother was right," Xuanming said to Houtu after returning from one journey. "The waters of the Primordial World run deep. Those Innate Great Gods—none of them are easy to deal with. We really shouldn't clash head-on with them now."

Houtu nodded in agreement. "Mm, first we build up our strength. Opening Father God's inheritance is the priority."

Deep within Pangu Hall.

Zhou Ming still sat cross-legged, Dao rhythms flowing around him. The Dao Origin Divine Pearl hovered above his head, radiating a mysterious aura.

The Fragment of the Jade Tablet of Creation floated quietly, the phantom images of Great Dao laws flickering within it, constantly being analyzed and comprehended by Zhou Ming.

After several kalpas of arduous cultivation, aided by these two supreme treasures, Zhou Ming's understanding of the Law of Strength had long surpassed the realm of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.

His accumulation was sufficient.

He was only one step away from the realm of the Golden Immortal of the Origin.

But that single step seemed separated by a heavenly moat, impossible to cross.

In this era before Hongjun had preached the Dao and the Method of Slaying Three Corpses had emerged, the only paths to the Golden Immortal of the Origin were to Prove Dao by Law or Prove Dao by Merit.

As for proving Dao by merit, though he had accumulated considerable merit from his earlier work of ordering the Western lands' veins, he did not wish to use it now. Merit was a good thing, but cultivation raised by merit was ultimately less solid in foundation than what came from bitter self-cultivation and comprehending the Laws.

What he chose was to Prove Dao by Law! To use his own understanding of the Law to forcibly break through the limits of the Zenith Heaven realm and step into the Golden Immortal of the Origin!

This path was equally arduous, demanding extremely high levels of enlightenment, accumulation, and foundation.

But Zhou Ming had the Dao Origin Divine Pearl and the Fragment of the Jade Tablet of Creation to aid his Law comprehension, and he had taken form from Pangu's essence blood.

He had the confidence!

"Now is the time!"

Zhou Ming's eyes snapped open, divine light blazing within!

The Magic Power in his body surged like roaring rivers in flood, cycling madly!

The True Spirit in his sea of consciousness shone with brilliant light, fully connecting with the Dao Origin Divine Pearl and the Fragment of the Jade Tablet of Creation!

Countless insights into the Laws surged into his mind like a tidal wave, cross-referencing, merging, and sublimating with the Dao he himself cultivated!

Boom!!!

An indescribably terrifying pressure, centered on Zhou Ming, suddenly erupted outward!

This pressure surpassed the Great Luo, carrying a hint of immortality and indestructibility, a flavor of overlooking the long river of time!

Inside Pangu Hall, the Twelve Ancestor Witches, each cultivating in their own space, were abruptly jolted awake, all staring in shock toward the depths of the hall.

"It's Big Brother!"

"What a powerful pressure!"

"Big Brother... has he broken through?!"

They could clearly sense that Zhou Ming's aura had already surpassed the scope of their understanding, reaching a brand new, higher level!

It was a realm that seemed to allow one to initially mobilize the great power of heaven and earth, where words became law!

Golden Immortal of the Origin!

After a long while, that terrifying pressure slowly receded, settling into calm.

Zhou Ming slowly exhaled a turbid breath, feeling the surging power within his body and his clearer grasp of the Heavenly Laws, a satisfied smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

Early stage Golden Immortal of the Origin!

Finally, before Hongjun proved the Dao, he had taken this crucial step!

Proving the Dao by Law, breaking through to Golden Immortal of the Origin!

Though it was only the early stage, its significance was extraordinary!

It meant he was no longer an ant drifting with the current in the great tribulation; he now had the initial qualification to withstand risks, and even to change the board!

"Golden Immortal of the Origin... so this is what it feels like to be a Golden Immortal of the Origin?" Zhou Ming clenched his fist, feeling the power that seemed to resonate with the Heavenly Laws in every move he made, his heart swelling with lofty ambition.

However, he quickly calmed down.

The early stage of Golden Immortal of the Origin was still nothing to boast about in the future era of saints.

But at least, he had a higher starting point and more time to catch up.

Moreover, he had proven the Dao by Law, his foundation was extremely solid, and his future potential was far beyond that of those Quasi-Saints who relied on merit or severing corpses.

"Old Ancestor Hongjun will be proving the Dao soon..."