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

The origins of the Little Pagoda were truly extraordinary and remarkable!

It was formed from the innate Mysterious Yellow Qi, and later imbued with Father God Pangu's merit from creating the world.

Setting aside the merit, this treasure was already a profound and wondrous artifact.

With the addition of the Power of Merit, although its rank was merely that of a Postnatal Merit Supreme Treasure, in truth, it was in no way inferior to an Innate Supreme Treasure, and even held a faint edge over them.

As for its capabilities, they were even more formidable—it was a defensive supreme treasure.

When facing an enemy, one only needed to suspend it above their head to stand in an invincible position.

Knowing all this, how could Xuanming not understand?

This was her younger brother recognizing that her defense was a weakness, worried she might suffer losses in the future.

That was why he had gifted her such a heavy treasure.

Xuanming looked at Houtu, then at Li Hao, her heart stirred into a complete mess.

She barely managed to keep two strings of pearls from sliding down.

To be fair, Xuanming had also cultivated the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Origin Technique.

She could naturally focus on strengthening her physical body as well, but she was rather extreme in her approach.

Or perhaps it could be said she had no other choice.

She mastered the three laws of Rain, Ice, and Water, and her attacks were already the most varied among the Ancestor Witches.

If she also had to divert attention to physical strength, her progress would be even slower.

Thus, from the very beginning, before Li Hao had appeared with the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Origin Technique, Xuanming had already decided on her path of cultivation.

That was to focus on offense, and her focus on offense was different from that of Zhu Rong, Qiang Liang, and Xi Zi, who were known for their attacks.

While Zhu Rong and the others emphasized offense, they also enhanced their physical strength.

Among the Ancestor Witches, these three were considered fragile, but when facing outsiders, their physical strength was still top-notch.

Xuanming was different—her focus on offense meant she only prioritized attack, completely neglecting defense.

This meant her offensive power was extremely strong, relentless, and full of force.

As for defense... it was roughly on par with an ordinary cultivator of the Primordial Era.

Perhaps slightly stronger, but only by a hair!

Therefore, the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda was precisely the most suitable magic treasure for Xuanming.

From now on, as long as she held this treasure above her head, she could attack freely and without restraint, with nothing to fear.

Of course, this was also one of the main reasons Li Hao had done this.

This was heavy firepower, a Mobile Turret, wasn't it?

The other reason was naturally to prevent a repeat of the tragedy—Xuanming and Jiu Feng storming the Demon Court, only for Xuanming to ultimately die by self-destruction!

Chapter 23: Little Monkey, This Weapon of Yours Is No Good—What Good Is a Staff? You Need a Hammer!

It wasn't that Li Hao lacked confidence in changing the course of fate.

Wasn't this just a precaution?

Besides, even if this tragedy didn't occur, other tragedies might still happen.

After all, in the later stages, cultivators wielded techniques and Divine Powers that could destroy heaven and earth.

The Deification War had even shattered the Primordial land itself.

With Xuanming's level of physical strength, it would be hard to avoid tragedy.

Glancing at Xuanming, who was fiddling with the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda in excitement, Li Hao felt deeply satisfied. With this treasure, this Eldest Sister was safe for now.

He just wondered how this Exquisite Pagoda, hailed as the number one defensive supreme treasure, compared to the Chaos Bell, which was also called the number one defensive magic treasure and could be suspended above the head to stand invincible.

The thought arose, and Li Hao shook his head.

He silently cursed himself for thinking about such things.

There was completely no point in comparing them!

Regardless of which was stronger, he could just go snatch—

Pfft! Retrieve it later!

If it were other magic treasures, he'd have to think of some reason to take them back.

But the Chaos Bell? It was an Innate Supreme Treasure, no doubt!

Yet its predecessor was one of the Chaotic Supreme Treasures.

The blade edge of Father God Pangu's Sky-Opening Divine Axe.

Are we, the Witch Tribe, not the orthodox descendants of Pangu? Is it wrong to reclaim our Father God's belongings?

Pity our Father God—alive, he split Heaven and Earth for all beings of the Primordial Era.

Dead, he still benefits the Primordial Era's creatures, his body transforming into all things in the world.

Seems like he's everywhere, but in truth, not a single shred remains.

His relics were carved up by countless great powers... no! Stolen by force and plunder.

Leaving us, his children, unable to even gaze upon his keepsakes to remember him.

Truly pitiful! Tragic! Lamentable!

When the time comes, I'll shout loud and clear!

Return our Father God's relics!

Condemn those who stole by force!

Hmm... anyway, we have to get them back.

Then hand them over to Xuanming to use—who cares who's strong or weak?

When facing an opponent, just pop this pagoda and bell over my head, and I'll stand in the invincible position within the invincible position.

Whoever comes, bring it!

Life and death? Who cares! If you don't accept it, we fight!

With his thoughts clear, Li Hao's eyes gleamed, and a smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

All this left Dijiang utterly baffled, completely unable to guess what his Thirteenth Brother was thinking.

One moment happy, the next worried—like a madman.

Let's just say Dijiang didn't know Li Hao well enough yet. Look at Houtu—she was different.

When she saw Li Hao's eyes light up and that smile on his lips, She didn't know what her brother was plotting either, but she understood.

It meant someone was about to have bad luck.

She covered her mouth with a light laugh.

Little brother is so cute! Even when scheming against others, he's the cutest!

Li Hao, with the mindset of pulling off a big deal, descended Buzhou Mountain.

He found a scenic, pleasant spot and prepared to break through the Earth Membrane.

Along the way, he saw countless cultivators charging straight out of the Earth Membrane, heading for Chaos.

But he wasn't worried at all—the truly threatening great powers were still resting at home.

At this time, aside from their group, those setting out early were mostly low-realm cultivators afraid of missing the chance.

Commonly known as extras, or background filler.

So what was there to worry about?

That these people might arrive early?

Come on—the obstacles on the road from the Earth Membrane to the Purple Cloud Palace would probably stop most Primordial Unity Golden Immortals.

No joke!

The violent Chaos energy wasn't just for show.

For these extras, unless they had some heavy treasure on them, there's no way they'd get through.

Not making it would be a good outcome—they might even end up dead and gone.

Die horribly! The kind where not even ashes remain!

Looking around, Li Hao took a deep breath.

Just as he was about to leap out of the Earth Membrane, He felt something smack him on the head.

He reached up and touched it—it startled him so much he jumped.

What the hell?

What is this? Something furry?

He grabbed it, pulled it down, and took a look.

Li Hao grinned!

Isn't this a coincidence?

Thought it was something else.