Xing Tian the Ancestral Witch, Shocking the Primordial Wilderness

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

Venerable Yuanshi, seated upon an Eight-Treasure Glazed Couch, abruptly opened his eyes.

A rare flicker of shock and gravity appeared on his eternally placid face.

"An Ancestral Witch?"

"How is that possible?! The Twelve Ancestral Witches all perished in the Witch-Demon Tribulation of Calamity. Even their True Spirits turned to tribulation ash. How could there possibly still be an Ancestral Witch's aura in this world?!"

Venerable Yuanshi's fingers trembled slightly, and the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi in his palm emitted a blinding radiance.

He knew this aura far too well.

Back when the Twelve Ancestral Witches formed Pangu's True Body, its world-destroying might had been enough to make even Saints retreat three steps.

And now, this overbearing aura unique to the Ancestral Witches had actually reappeared upon the Primordial Land!

Shouyang Mountain, Eight Sceneries Palace.

Taishang Laozi stopped refining pills, the palm-leaf fan in his hand suspended in midair.

A profound gleam flashed through his clouded old eyes.

"The heavenly secrets are in disarray, and anomalies are emerging one after another."

"Qin Mu, Qin Mu... is this your handiwork again?"

Laozi let out a long sigh. His gaze turned toward Buzhou Mountain, deep wariness hidden in the depths of his eyes.

East Sea, Jin'ao Island.

When Sect Master Tongtian sensed this aura, he was briefly stunned before throwing back his head in laughter.

"Hahahaha!"

"What domineering blood vitality, what pure battle intent!"

"The Primordial Land has been stagnant like a pool of dead water for far too long. It is time to stir up some waves!"

Sect Master Tongtian stroked the Qingping Sword across his knees, his eyes brimming with exhilaration.

Though he did not know who this suddenly appearing Ancestral Witch was, he vaguely guessed that it must be connected to his mysterious Vice Sect