46. Entering the Golden Immortal of the Origin, Space-Time Ancestral Witch, Shi Chen Daoist

"Hum!"

Two beams of divine light shot straight toward the Pangu statue atop the hall's sky dome, causing even the Great Dao Patterns on the statue to resonate and shimmer with faint radiance.

Xuan Ming's bloodline power surged like a raging sea; golden spatial Dao patterns and silver temporal Dao patterns intertwined, forming a dense net of space-time across his skin. Every tremor stirred waves in the Pangu Blood Pool within the hall.

"Brother Xuanyuan is about to break through!" Di Jiang's eyes were full of anticipation.

He too wanted to see what changes would occur when an Ancestral Witch advanced to Golden Immortal of the Origin.

"Fourth Brother's talent far surpasses mine!" Tongtian exclaimed in admiration.

Over the years, aided by opportunities like the Five Needles Pine and Enlightenment Tea, he had also benefited greatly—like Zhu Jiuyin, he had touched the threshold of the Origin realm.

But in the end, he still fell short, needing further tempering or another push from some other opportunity.

"Boom!"

Drawn by the resonance of their shared origin, the blood essence in the pool transformed into crimson light rainbows, as if alive, surging out and rushing into Xuan Ming's body in waves.

The Nine Revolutions Profound Technique spun at full speed, and the barrier of the thirty-sixth layer of the Fourth Revolution shattered completely.

Fifth Revolution, thirty-seventh layer—achieved!

As soon as the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique broke through, vast Earthly Fiend Tainted Qi was drawn from the deep earth of the Pangu Hall's inner world, merging with Pangu Blood Qi to become the most primal Source Power for nourishing the flesh.

Then, Xuan Ming's body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, surging from one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred zhang.

It finally settled at exactly twelve million nine hundred sixty thousand zhang—not an inch more, not an inch less. His entire form was leakless, as if perfected.

Before this colossal figure, like an Ancient Divine Mountain, even the Twelve Ancestral Witches, standing over a hundred thousand zhang tall, seemed like Lesser Witches before a Great Witch—tiny as embryos!

The Ancestral Witch Body followed the path of excavating bloodline and proving Dao through the physical form. After Xuan Ming advanced to Golden Immortal of the Origin, his height multiplied a hundredfold, and his volume a millionfold.

Twelve million nine hundred sixty thousand zhang was roughly forty-two thousand kilometers. With a mere gesture, he could crush ordinary Great Divine Powers.

Even a top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure wielded by a cultivator of the same realm would struggle to break through his physical defense!

"This... such a formidable physique!" Candle Dragon was stunned.

As an ancient Golden Immortal of the Origin, he now felt a trace of threat from Xuan Ming, a newly ascended rising star.

The Dragon Race walked the path of Proving Dao by Law; though their bodies were not weak, they were no Dragon-Kin Giants or Witch Race, who proved Dao through the flesh.

Thus, even Candle Dragon's body was only a thousand li in size—less than a tenth of Xuan Ming's!

"Space and time merge; my Dao is first formed!"

Xuan Ming's voice, wrapped in profound Dao resonance, shook the Great Dao Patterns on the Pangu statue until they blazed with golden light.

"Kacha!"

He raised his hand and waved—space before him twisted into a vortex. Where his fingertip passed, time's flow abruptly slowed. Silver and gold Dao patterns condensed in his palm into a space-time seal.

At this moment, Xuan Ming was no longer merely a spatial Dao cultivator. Through his own effort, he had seen through the Space-time Barrier, creating from nothing that which had never existed...

The Space-Time Ancestral Witch!

He had become the sole being in the Primordial World Heaven and Earth to wield these two supreme laws!

"Boom!"

At that moment, All Heavens Divine Thunder resounded within the hall. A dazzling mystic light blazed into being, forming a light curtain millions of li wide that hung beneath the sky dome.

Within the curtain, a fragment of Pangu Opens Heaven slowly unfolded:

In Chaos, Pangu wielded the Sky-Opening Axe. As the Axe Light fell, the River of Time reversed, and the Time Demon God's companion treasure, the Time Wheel, shattered with a crash, its fragments scattering into Chaos.

Then, the second axe fell. Another companion treasure, the Primordial Star Sword, snapped in two, its blade dissolving into countless specks of light.

The third axe—the Time Demon God's body completely disintegrated. But in the instant of his fall, myriad brilliant spiritual lights broke free from the bonds of Chaos Qi, crossing endless time and space.

One of those lights, like a shooting star, flew straight toward Xuan Ming.

"The Time Great Dao, is it?"

Xuan Ming's heart stirred. Then he saw that point of light merge into his brow without resistance, instantly resonating with the space-time law bloodline within him.

A familiar tremor spread through his body—just like when he first acquired the spatial bloodline, when the Hollow Willow's remnant Source entered him!

The two law sources fused within him. The silver and gold Dao patterns on his skin blazed ever brighter. The barrier of space-time law melted away completely, and his aura surged once more.

The path of Proving Dao by Law had also reached the Golden Immortal of the Origin realm!

At the same time, Xuanyuan's Nascent Soul advanced further under the feedback of both law and flesh.

One Proof, Three Proofs—a trinity of Golden Immortal of the Origin, with no weakness whatsoever!

"After the Time Demon God fell, his true spirit reincarnated as Shi Chen Daoist, but he has never appeared in the Primordial World. Who knows where he cultivates in Chaos now..." Xuan Ming's expression turned thoughtful.

After a moment's consideration, he shook his head.

Old Ancestor Yang Mei and Five Elements Daoist were already fated opponents; he need not fear a Shi Chen Daoist on top of that.

When you have many lice, you stop feeling the bites.

Though Shi Chen Daoist was no weaker than Old Ancestor Yang Mei, Xuan Ming still had vast room to grow. There was no need to rush.

"Congratulations, Fourth Brother, on your greatly increased cultivation and entry into the Golden Immortal of the Origin realm!"

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Xuanyuan!"

"Brother Xuanyuan, is this the Ancestral Witch Body at the Threshold of Primordial Golden Immortal? How formidable!"

A crowd of Great Divine Powers gathered around, thanking Xuanyuan.

"Hahahaha, everyone, this discussion has surely brought gains to all. I, however, have grown restless from stillness and intend to take a stroll across the Primordial World Earth!"

Xuanyuan laughed heartily, his gaze falling on Tongtian and Candle Dragon.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches would not emerge from seclusion for now, and Kuafu and Da Yi still had to look after the Witch Ancestor Tribe, so they could not wander about.

"Shutting oneself in and forging alone is ultimately unwise. To take that final step, I too must gain more experience. Since Fourth Brother is going out, how could I not follow?" Tongtian clapped his hands and smiled.

Ever since leaving Kunlun Mountain, he and Xuanyuan had been inseparable, and so it would remain.

"This discussion has been immensely rewarding, but I must be shameless and ask to borrow this blessed ground a while longer to ponder a thing or two." Candle Dragon thought for a moment, then spoke to the group.

Thanks to the influence of Shouyang Mountain, the cultivation environment in the East Sea was not bad, but it had once been one of the starting points and centers of the Calamity, and had been affected by Calamity Qi to some extent. In terms of aiding cultivation and enlightenment of the Great Dao, it was far inferior to Pangu Hall.

In the path of cultivation, wealth, companions, methods, and land were paramount. Land referred to the cultivation dojo, the Blessed Land. Though ranked last, its importance was beyond doubt.

At this time, after suffering heavy losses in the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity, the Dragon Race had retreated to the Four Seas to recuperate and would no longer contend with other races. With the Nine Sons of the Dragon holding the fort, it was sufficient.

In this era of the Primordial World Earth, most Great Divine Powers were at the Grand Unity Golden Immortal level. Aside from a few ancient existences, among those who had Formed and Born in the same period, it seemed only Xuanyuan had broken through.

The ancient beings would naturally show Candle Dragon some face, and as for those Grand Unity Golden Immortals...

The Dragon Race's Nine Sons of the Dragon were at Grand Unity Golden Immortal Perfection, and had even touched the Threshold of Primordial Golden Immortal. If the nine joined forces, they could contend even with an early-stage Primordial Golden Immortal!

Thus, even if Candle Dragon did not return to the East Sea for now, the Dragon Race would not be affected.

"Why not? Since we address each other as fellow Daoists, as long as you wish, you may stay in Pangu Hall as long as you like!"

"Indeed, Fellow Daoist Candle Dragon is straightforward and suits my temper. Since you're unwilling to leave, let's comprehend the Great Dao together!"

"Stay if you stay—it'll be livelier!"

Hearing Candle Dragon's words, the Twelve Ancestral Witches all chimed in.

And so, Candle Dragon and the Twelve Ancestral Witches continued their discussion and cultivation, while Xuanyuan dragged Tongtian away from Pangu Hall.

"Eh, Fourth Brother, do you sense it?"

The moment they appeared at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, Tongtian abruptly looked up toward the mountain peak, locking onto the special time-space where the Gourd Vine was located.

"I sense it. An opportunity is emerging."

Xuanyuan nodded. His Spiritual Sense swept out, directly locking onto the area atop Buzhou Mountain shrouded by Innate Restrictions.

Deep within his Primordial Spirit, the ancient Primordial Measure Heaven Ruler trembled lightly, its body glowing with a faint radiance, as if sensing the presence of the Innate Spiritual Root.

"Brother, let's go."

Before the Words Fell, the Primordial Measure Heaven Ruler had already flown out from Xuanyuan's Primordial Spirit, hovering above his palm.

"Clang!"

He Raised His Hand and waved lightly, channeling Primordial Golden Immortal mana. The ruler's body suddenly burst forth with a dazzling beam of light, instantly tearing the space before him, revealing a time-space passage. At the other end of the passage, the shadow of the Gourd Vine atop Buzhou Mountain was reflected.

Seeing This, Tongtian gripped the Qing Ping Sword in one hand and the Coiling Dragon Flat Crutch in the other, while the Purple Lightning Hammer and Fishing Drum crackled with lightning and thunder around him. He leaped to follow Xuanyuan's figure.

The Two Brothers stepped onto the bridge of light formed by the ruler's beam, crossing endless time and space in an instant, and appeared in the special time-space outside the Gourd Vine.