The things he had given the Ancestral Witches all seemed incredibly powerful.
It seemed he had even given them Great Dao Origin.
How could an ordinary person possibly produce something like Great Dao Origin so casually?
Hongjun continued calculating, trying to deduce Qin Yun's true origins.
Yet after calculating for a long while, he still failed to uncover Qin Yun's foundations.
Qin Yun's foundations lay within that temple's Inner Space. This Inner Space cut off the Heavenly Secrets; even a Saint could not deduce anything from it.
Hongjun's gaze settled on Qin Yun's face as he stared deeply at him.
This mountain god looked ordinary, yet the fact that he could produce something like Great Dao Origin was truly unbelievable.
Even Hongjun could not bring out more than a few portions of Great Dao Origin, much less give them away.
He did not even have much himself—how could he possibly give any to others?
Easier said than done.
Hongjun's gaze shifted to the Ancestral Witches beside him. At that moment, he discovered in astonishment that some Primordial Spirit had actually appeared within their bodies.
The Witch Clan had no Primordial Spirits, and neither did the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
Yet now, Hongjun could see that some Primordial Spirit had actually formed within their bodies.
There was not much of it, but there was some.
At this sight, Hongjun could not help but frown again and again.
What was going on?
Since when did the Ancestral Witches have Primordial Spirits?
They clearly had none!
Though there was not much Primordial Spirit within them, there was still some.
Seeing this, Hongjun looked toward Qin Yun once more.
Hongjun thought, Could this mountain god...
No... no way...
Was this mountain god really that formidable?
The Twelve Ancestral Witches had no Primordial Spirits, yet this