Primordial Era: The Dao Wasn't Finished, Yet the Ancestor Witches Became Saints

These are all the relics of my good brother Pangu!

In the endless years to come, I'll have to rely on these to remember my best brother.

As for why I didn't give Pangu a hand?

Nonsense!

Pangu was a giant!

And me? To put it nicely, I'm an earthworm; to put it bluntly, I'm just a fucking worm.

You want me to help him up? Are you kidding me?

If I really went to help, I'm afraid we'd both end up dead.

He even dragged me down as a scapegoat before he left!

To sum it up, Hongjun is no good—whoever runs into him gets nothing good out of it.

Even if you're not in danger, he'll still lead you into a ditch!

That ancient aura naturally wasn't Pangu reviving, but it was indeed related to Pangu.

It was merely a wisp of aura released when the Pangu Heart was fully activated.

Of course, the Pangu Heart has been reduced to a Magic Treasure and can't activate itself.

The reason it was activated was mainly due to the Ancestor Witches.

The Ancestor Witches, who cultivated the Nine Revolutions Profound Heaven Skill day and night, had just recently reached the threshold of the Fourth Revolution.

This Fourth Revolution was different from before; once crossed, their physical bodies would undergo unprecedented strengthening.

Their aura would also more than double.

One person's aura was already intense; with the twelve Ancestor Witches gathered together, imagine how much aura would burst forth?

The Pangu Heart was activated precisely because of this powerful aura.

At this moment, the twelve Ancestor Witches walked out one after another with great strides.

No one spoke, but all twelve Ancestor Witches had joyful expressions on their faces.

Just now, they had stepped into the Fourth Revolution of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Origin Technique.

Their strength had reached the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.

Don't underestimate the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm—though it might be common in the later stages.

In the current era, a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal was an extremely remarkable figure.

You have to know that Hongjun hadn't yet attained sainthood, and many great powers were only at the early or middle stages of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.

Many were even only at the peak of Primordial Unity Golden Immortal.

It must be said that the Ancestor Witches, who had absorbed Pangu Essence Blood, had indeed stronger bloodlines.

At least they were far stronger than Li Hao, an Ancestor Witch who had taken over by possession and hadn't absorbed a single hair.

Not to mention anything else, just the speed of cultivation was enough to explain everything, right?

It had been over a million years since Li Hao obtained the technique.

What about the Ancestor Witches? At most, it was only a little over a hundred thousand years.

When the Ancestor Witches started cultivating, Li Hao was already at the Fifth Revolution; now that the Ancestor Witches had reached the Fourth Revolution, he was still at the Fifth Revolution.

Even if the transition from the Fourth to the Fifth Revolution took a lot of time, it definitely didn't need a million years.

Based on the Ancestor Witches' current efficiency, if they focused on cultivation, they would surely reach the Fifth Revolution in less than five hundred thousand years.

Kuafu and Dayi were stunned for a moment—how could they not be? When they went in, they were a bunch of burly, imposing Ancestor Witches who looked intimidating just by appearance.

After a hundred thousand years, twelve handsome men and beautiful women came out—was that okay?

When these people came out, Kuafu and Dayi almost shouted.

Damn! Who the hell are you guys?

Where are our Ancestor Witches?

Our big, terrifying-looking Ancestor Witches—where did they go?

That said, the Dao Body could change, but the aura couldn't be faked.

After the two identified them, they went up to greet them, but before they could speak.

They saw Ancestor Witch Houtu.

Hmm... the last one in line. That should be Ancestor Witch Houtu, right?

After Ancestor Witch Houtu, another person actually walked out!

Kuafu and Dayi were instantly shocked!

What's going on? Twelve people went in? Thirteen came out?

They could guarantee that over these hundred thousand years, the Great Witches had taken turns guarding—not even a fly had flown in, let alone a person.

Where the hell did this guy come from?

Could it be...

Is he from Ancestor Witch Xuanming, or Ancestor Witch Houtu?

Holy crap!

One of our goddesses already has a partner!

And now she even has a kid!

No wonder the Ancestor Witches all gathered at the Ancestor Witch Hall!

Talking about seclusion training? That's all bullshit!

The real reason is right here!

The two Great Witches' minds ran wild, and suddenly they seemed to realize something.

They exchanged glances, their faces changing drastically!

Was this a secret they weren't supposed to know?

Would they be silenced for knowing too much?

No way! They were still fresh-faced young members of the Witch Tribe, barely over a million years old!

They didn't want to die yet!

Dijiang had no idea Kuafu and Dayi were letting their imaginations run wild. He laughed heartily and said, "Come, let me introduce you first. This is the thirteenth Ancestor Witch, Hao!"

As he spoke, he pointed at Li Hao, who was standing behind him.

To be honest, this name was something Li Hao had blurted out reluctantly earlier.

He called himself Li Hao, but there was no such surname as Li in this era, so saying it felt a bit out of place.

On a whim, he thought of figures like Di Ku, Di Yao, and Di Shun—people who used a single character name. So, the name Hao came into being!

Kuafu and Dayi were stunned, and even Chiyou and Xiangliu, who had rushed over after the commotion, were taken aback.

The thirteenth?

Weren't there only twelve Ancestor Witches?

Where did this guy pop up from?

And with that scrawny look, could he really be called an Ancestor Witch?

Wasn't he up to something else?

Hadn't they all seen the Ancestor Witches abandon their original Dao Bodies to take on this humanoid form?

With the Ancestor Witches' current frail-looking Dao Bodies, how could they showcase the might of the Witch Tribe?

The Witch Tribe!

They needed Dao Bodies that were imposing, ferocious, and downright terrifying to look at!

It was all this so-called thirteenth Ancestor Witch's fault.

The Witch Tribe was indeed united, but internally, it had never been completely peaceful.

They ranked themselves by strength, and the weak naturally had to obey the strong.

Thus, the Great Witches were quite dissatisfied with Li Hao, this newcomer Ancestor Witch.

Dijiang, as the eldest, understood everything about the Witch Tribe and could clearly see the Great Witches' discontent.

Among them, Chiyou was the most vocal.

Chapter 8: Maybe Forget It? I'm Afraid One Punch and I'll Have to Beg You Not to Die

It had to be said, Chiyou was truly one of the perfect Witches—eight legs beneath him, three heads with six arms, a bronze head and an iron forehead, impervious to blades and spears.

He was exceptionally skilled at wielding weapons in battle, especially blades, axes, and halberds.

He was undeniably fierce, with a proud and warlike nature.

Since his birth, there wasn't a single one of the twelve Ancestor Witches he hadn't challenged.

Of course, the division between Ancestor Witches and Great Witches in the Witch Tribe wasn't just about bloodline purity.

Their strength was also worlds apart.

Ancestor Witches were born with immensely powerful law-based divine abilities. Great Witches had them too, but they were far inferior.

Not to mention their physical strength!

Comparing the two, while it might not be like a firefly against the bright moon, it was still a difference as vast as clouds and mud!

Dijiang noticed Chiyou's excited expression, looking eager to try, and eyed him with some caution.