Primordial Era: One Yuan Instant Kill Pangu's Talent at the Start

Primordial World: Starting with a One Yuan Instant Kill System for Pangu's Talent, Author: Qingzhi Shuifu

Xiao Ran transmigrated into the Primordial World, becoming a Great Witch of the Witch Clan.

Having finally escaped the "996" blessing of his past life, he found himself trapped in an infinite cycle of "007" combat.

As a Great Witch, every day was spent either fighting or on the way to a fight, with life and death hanging in the balance.

Fortunately, he awakened the One Yuan Instant Kill System, instantly killing for Pangu's Innate Talent Origin at the start and successfully achieving atavism.

In an instant, Xiao Ran became the most sought-after treasure of the Witch Clan!

"Instant kill successful, obtained Heaven-Opening Divine Axe."

"Instant kill successful, obtained Pangu Primordial Spirit."

"Instant kill successful, obtained Nuwa Photo Album."

Watching himself grow stronger and stronger through one-yuan instant kills, Xiao Ran's heart remained calm; he only wanted to keep killing.

Di Jiang: "Xiao Ran! The position of Great Witch Venerable of the Witch Clan belongs to no one but you!"

Houtu: "Xiao Ran, stop right there! Why do you have pictures of me bathing!"

Yuanshi: "Dao Ancestor Master! The Witch Clan has gone mad! We can't stop them!"

Hongjun: "I'm not listening, I'm not listening! Xiao Ran, don't come looking for me!"

The land of the Primordial World, with its vast and rugged mountains.

Countless blessed lands and grottoes were scattered like stars across the boundless heaven and earth.

At the very center of the Primordial World stood a massive, magnificent peak that pierced the clouds.

This peak was the number one divine mountain of the Primordial World—Buzhou Mountain!

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

Thousands upon thousands of Witch Clan tribes lived and multiplied here.

In one particular Witch Clan tribe.

A tall, upright, and imposing male figure slowly appeared.

His handsome, chiseled face could not hide a trace of exhaustion.

With a sigh, he dragged his weary body back to the tribe where Houtu resided.

This person was none other than Xiao Ran.

He had transmigrated to the Primordial World due to an accident.

At this moment, all ten million Witch Clan beings in the tribe were sitting cross-legged not far away.

They were all eating meat in large chunks and drinking wine in large gulps.

The hearty laughter of countless Witch Clan beings echoed through the vast tribe, shaking the very earth.

"Sigh! It's too hard!"

"Since being reborn as a Witch, nine out of ten days are spent in battle!"

"And the other day is spent on the way to battle!"

After sighing, Xiao Ran lay directly on the lush, green grass, gazing up at the boundless blue sky.

This was the only moment of comfort he had found since being reborn into the Witch Clan!

In his past life, Xiao Ran was a quintessential corporate slave.

He never expected that after transmigrating into a Witch Clan being, he still couldn't escape the fate of running himself ragged!

However, the only thing that brought him comfort was this.

He was an Innate Great Witch born from the Pangu Blood Pool.

Compared to ordinary Witch Clan beings, his foundation and bloodline were far superior.

This was what gave Xiao Ran the ability to protect himself!

He had been in the Primordial World for nearly a thousand years.

Within the Witch Clan, aside from the renowned Twelve Ancestral Witches who commanded billions of beings, Great Witches like Xiao Ran were the backbone of the entire clan!

By now, the great war between the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Three Clans had long since ended.

Hongjun had yet to become a Saint.

The Demon Race and the Witch Clan were locked in constant warfare, fighting for territory and supreme opportunities for their respective races.

The two clans were already at daggers drawn, becoming true, irreconcilable enemies.

As an elite of the Witch Clan, Xiao Ran had spent the last thousand years constantly following the Ancestral Witches into battle, slaughtering Demon Race beings.

He had long since lost count of how many Demon Race beings he had slain.

For a full thousand years, his nerves had been stretched thin as he fought the Demon Race without rest.

He felt as if he were fast becoming a heartless machine of combat and slaughter.

He was constantly teetering on the edge of madness.

The only thing that brought Xiao Ran a sense of warmth was the fact that he was now a member of the Houtu Tribe.

In Ancestor Witch tribes like those of Zhu Rong and Gong Gong.

They championed charging into the fray, fighting to the very end for the honor of the Witch Race, and shedding every last drop of blood!

They were indifferent to the life or death of their subordinates.

They cared only for the collective honor of the entire Witch Race.

It was different in the Houtu Tribe.

Houtu always looked after Xiao Ran.

She never allowed him to put himself in danger or become embroiled in senseless slaughter and calamity.

Had it not been for this, Xiao Ran reckoned he would have died on the battlefield long ago!

"Xiao Ran! Come with me to drink and eat meat!"

A rough, booming voice interrupted Xiao Ran's train of thought.

He slowly stood up and gazed into the distance.

Ahead, a burly, valiant man with broad shoulders and a thick waist was walking toward him.

Xiao Ran raised an eyebrow and said, "Brother Hou Yi, surely you didn't come all this way just to invite me to drink and make merry?"

Hou Yi chuckled and said, "The opportunity for us to perform meritorious service for our kin has arrived!"

"Tomorrow, we shall go and seize a territory occupied by the Demon Race from a Great Witch!"

"This time, big brother is letting you lead the troops in the assault!"

"This is a prime opportunity to build your reputation and expand the borders for the Witch Race; you mustn't miss it!"

"Get some rest early tonight!"

"We set out to battle at the crack of dawn tomorrow!"

Xiao Ran's brows furrowed into a deep frown as he exhaled, "Brother Hou Yi, who is the strongest combatant among the Demon Race there?"

Hou Yi laughed heartily, dismissive and unconcerned, "You need not worry about that!"

"The strongest combatant among the Demon Race in that contested land is nothing but a nameless nobody; that Demon God's strength is only at the peak of the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm!"

"As long as you take the field this time, you will surely slay this Demon God with ease and wipe out their tribe!"

"I shall be waiting for your triumphant return!"

After Hou Yi exchanged a few more words with Xiao Ran.

He strode off toward the place in the tribe where the bonfires burned brightest and the wine flowed strongest.

For Hou Yi, this was the happiest moment of his day.

But for Xiao Ran, he could not bring himself to be happy at all.

I thought I might have a rare moment of leisure these past few days!

Who knew we would have to go to war again!

When will it ever end!

This is truly too difficult for me!

Xiao Ran muttered to himself with a dejected expression.

Tomorrow, he would have to face a Demon God at the peak of the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm.