Martial Path's Next Step? Turbid Dirt Yin Earth Was Impossible to Obtain, but Pangu Blood Essence...

Creak~

The doors of the Pangu Temple closed.

His vision dimmed.

But soon, fire dragons darted through the hall, lighting every bronze lamp in an instant.

The Pangu Temple was suddenly bright.

Qingyuan looked up and froze.

What were these Ancestral Witches doing...?

Trying to intimidate me?

As it turned out,

the seven Ancestral Witches who had been standing beside him had somehow taken their seats upon the thrones that marked their status in the Pangu Temple.

By firelight, they looked down at him from above.

As if they meant to...

put him in his place??

Yet

Qingyuan's expression barely changed. His face remained blank.

The Ancestral Witches began muttering among themselves.

"Brother, didn't you say this would definitely intimidate the First Disciple of Intercepting Sect? Why doesn't he look scared at all?"

"Yeah. I think he's even looking down on us."

"How is that possible? I read The Overbearing King Falls in Love with Me! It said that if you summon someone into an enclosed space and create this kind of oppressive atmosphere, they'll feel such crushing pressure that awe takes root in their heart. I couldn't have gotten it wrong!"

"Where are you finding these ridiculous books?"

"Bought it at an Immortal Market. Heard it came from Heavenly Palace Immortal City—that Immortal Market on Golden Ao Island..."

Qingyuan's ears twitched.

He heard every word of the Ancestral Witches' discussion.

Somewhat speechless, he said, "Uncles-Masters, you invited me into the Pangu Temple because you have something to discuss, don't you? Why not just say it?"

"Isn't the Witch Clan the most forthright race in the Primordial Wilderness?"

"Since when did you learn tricks like this?"

At those words,

the Ancestral Witches present blushed with embarrassment.

Dijiang broke the awkward silence with a light cough. "Ahem. Nephew-Disciple Qingyuan, we invited