Long Zang withdrew his mind and continued cultivating the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique.
His bloodline resonated with the Devouring Great Dao. Innate Turbid Qi became a raging storm and surged into the giant cocoon.
Compared to the still-sleeping Twelve Ancestor Witches, Long Zang cultivated several times faster.
Endless Turbid Qi was devoured as the years flowed by.
After a Thousand Years, Long Zang opened his eyes, his aura surging like a tide.
"Golden Immortal!"
He spoke softly, golden light glinting in his eyes.
A Golden Immortal was also known as an Immortal of Immortality. It meant that one's physical body had begun to unite with the laws, making it far harder to perish.
Yet this was still far from enough.
"Too slow." Long Zang furrowed his brow in thought.
With a thought, he appeared in the Netherworld and let boundless Turbid Qi rush toward him.
He circulated the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique and the Devouring Great Dao together, greedily absorbing the energy to strengthen his body inch by inch.
Time flew by, swift as a white steed passing a gap.
A million years passed in the blink of an eye.
By then, a trace of "Calamity Qi" had appeared in the Primordial World, a sign that an Immeasurable Calamity was approaching.
The Ferocious Beast Clan rampaged across the Primordial World, slaughtering countless creatures as bloodshed soared to the heavens.
Some of them had even gained intelligence, and they were constantly clashing with the various races of the Primordial World.
The outbreak of an Immeasurable Calamity was inevitable.
Never underestimate the Ferocious Beast Clan.
Only the Three Innate Races could suppress them.
Although the three races had yet to reach their peak, together they still defeated the ferocious beasts.
In truth, it was not only the three races who marched against the Ferocious Beast Clan. The Ten Thousand Races of the Great Desolation joined forces as well.
It was simply that the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans led the charge, and thus suppressed the devastating Ferocious Beast Calamity.
Many people often assumed that the Ferocious Beast Clan had been defeated by the Three Innate Races.
That was not entirely true.
The Ferocious Beast Clan had truly been wiped out through the combined efforts of all the races of the Primordial World.
The Three Innate Races of that time were nowhere near as powerful as they would become at their height.
If they had relied on their own strength alone, they would have been no match for the Ferocious Beast Clan at its full strength.
At most, they had been the leaders at the forefront.
Time flowed silently, swift as a white steed passing a gap.
Another million years passed.
Deep in the Netherworld, a dark red giant cocoon floated motionless.
Billions of layers of black, mysterious light wove across its surface, as though they might tear open the void.
Suddenly, cracks appeared across the giant cocoon.
In the next instant, it shattered with a thunderous roar!
A fearsome giant beast emerged from within.
Dragon horns crowned its head, interwoven like a royal crown.
Dark red scales covered its humanoid body, and its arms were as thick as pillars holding up the heavens.
Its dragon claws were razor-sharp, and its feet shattered the void with every step.
Three pairs of blood-red dragon wings unfurled behind it, like banners of Destruction, carrying the aura of annihilation.
A dragon's head, a human body, and six wings!
A million zhang tall, it stood mighty and undying.
The power of Destruction surged across its six wings, while black light of Devouring coiled around its body. An aura of undying Eternity swept in every direction.
Supreme laws swirled around him, and a boundless Great Luo aura spread outward!
Long Zang had emerged ahead of schedule!
While his twelve siblings still slept, he had already broken free of his cocoon.
The moment he was born, he was Da Luo!
He had transcended the River of Time, unbound by the Five Elements or the Three Realms.
Across the infinite timelines, he existed simultaneously at every point, returning to oneness within the endless void.
The Great Luo Realm illuminated the myriad heavens and ran through countless worlds.
In the Primordial World, beings of this caliber were supreme.
One had to understand that in this savage era, there was no complete system of cultivation.
Those capable of reaching the Great Luo Realm were exceedingly rare, all prodigies who possessed the perfect combination of destiny, aptitude, and innate origins.
Long Zang exhaled a breath of Turbid Qi. His gaze was profound, carrying an ancient, primordial aura.
It was a symbol unique to the Ancestral Witches.
With a thought, he arrived at the deepest part of the Netherworld.
The endless Innate Turbid Qi had liquefied there, forming a raging ocean.
Wild, corrosive, and destructive, its aura covered everything.
Following the call in his heart, Long Zang stepped into the sea of Turbid Qi.
He devoured and refined the towering waves of Turbid Qi, and his body grew ever stronger.
Soon, an ancient, unadorned War Halberd appeared before him.
Long Zang's gaze sharpened, and understanding dawned on him.
An Innate Supreme Treasure... the Destruction Battle Halberd!
This treasure should never have existed in the Primordial World, yet it had been born alongside Long Zang because of his unique status as an anomaly.
The Primordial World was never short of variables.
As long as the greater course of events remained unchanged, the Heavenly Dao could accommodate anything.
Only if something threatened the Primordial World's development would it bring down a tribulation of reckoning.
That was the Heavenly Dao's iron law.
"It is only right that this belongs to me." Long Zang reached out and grasped the Destruction Battle Halberd.
The halberd trembled slightly, then took the initiative to recognize him as its master.
The Witch Clan had no primordial spirit and was therefore not suited to wielding Innate Spiritual Treasures.
So they usually forged their own battle weapons.
But the Destruction Battle Halberd had submitted to Long Zang of its own accord, sparing him a great deal of trouble.
Still, the proper steps had to be followed.
A blood sacrifice!
Only by imprinting it with his own blood essence could he fully merge it with his bloodline and turn it into a Bloodline Battle Weapon.
Long Zang sat cross-legged in the sea of Turbid Qi, revealing his true ferocious beast form. His wings blotted out the sky, and his eyes were deep as abysses.
He drove strands of Great Dao imprints into the halberd.
A flash of blood-red light appeared as a drop of his blood essence merged into it.
The Destruction Battle Halberd seemed to come alive, unleashing a towering will of Destruction.
Long Zang waved a hand and suppressed it, taming it completely.
A hundred thousand years passed in silence.
Throughout that time, he continuously refined the halberd, finally completing the blood sacrifice.
For an Ancestral Witch without a primordial spirit, this was already a miracle.
Long Zang slowly opened his eyes. The halberd in his hand changed size at his will, growing longer or shrinking down.
The aura of Destruction ran rampant, stirring up endless storms.
"Not bad." He nodded in satisfaction, feeling the blood-bound resonance between himself and the halberd.
In the next instant, he returned to Pangu Divine Hall.
The twelve giant cocoons were still dormant, their occupants yet to emerge.
As the first Ancestral Witch to break free of his cocoon, Long Zang was both the first and the thirteenth.
He glanced at the Twelve Ancestor Witches, then left.
Forcibly hastening their birth would do them no good. It was best to let things take their natural course.
Emerging from the Netherworld, he set foot in the Primordial World for the first time.
An boundless aura washed over him—ancient, vast, immeasurable, infinite!
Across the land, Divine Mountains rose like forests, towering into the clouds.
Above the Celestial Vault, stars glittered, their countless rays of light cascading down.
Between heaven and earth lingered the aura of creation's dawn, filled with primitive savagery and the untamed wilds of the Primordial World.
This was the oldest chapter, the beginning of the Primordial World.
Heaven and earth had just been established. Ferocious beasts roamed everywhere, while the sun, moon, and stars adorned the sky.
Everything was magnificent and rugged, unlike anything that had ever existed before.
This was the Primordial World... the Primordial Era!
The most ancient, most savage era of all!
The history of the Primordial World could be divided into five stages according to the course of its evolution.
The Primordial Era, the Ancient Era, the Middle Ages, the Near Ancient Era, and finally the Dharma Ending Era.
The Primordial Era was the age of the Ferocious Beast Calamity.
Heaven and earth had just been created. The world was wild and chaotic, ferocious beasts roamed everywhere, and rivers of blood flowed from their slaughter.
This was the most ancient, most savage era.
The Ancient Era was the age of the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity.
This period inherited the antiquity and savagery of the Primordial Era, while laying the groundwork for what came afterward.
The Middle Ages was the age of the Witch-Demon Calamity.
This era was known as the Sage Era.
During this period, a systematic cultivation system gradually took shape. Compared to the first two eras, it was more civilized and orderly.
The Near Ancient Era began after the Witch-Demon Great War and lasted until the end of the Journey to the West Calamity.
It was the final glorious age before the Dharma Ending Era.
As for the Dharma Ending Era, it was an age in which spiritual energy had utterly declined and Immortals and Gods no longer appeared.
Including this final period, the Primordial World had five eras in all.
Long Zang had now emerged during the Primordial Era, the age of savagery.
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