Primordial Chaos: One-Yuan Instant Kill of Pangu's Talent at the Start
Chapter 48

Primordial World: One Yuan Instant-Kills Pangu's Talent at the Start - Section 48

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Xiao Ran discovered traces of the Pangu Fist technique in the System Space.

After carefully sensing it, Xiao Ran began to beam with delight.

The Pangu Divine Fist could be said to be the most domineering and unparalleled fist technique in the All Heavens and Myriad Worlds, while also being the easiest to master and cultivate!

This fist technique was divided into countless levels!

As long as one cultivated diligently and advanced step by step,

one could start from the first level and cultivate all the way to hundreds of millions or even trillions of levels!

During the initial stages of cultivating the Pangu Fist, its power might not be the sharpest or most domineering.

But as long as one continued cultivating it eternally,

it could gradually transform one's physical strength and overall power!

Once one cultivated the Pangu Fist to the level of hundreds of millions or trillions of levels,

one could unleash power that was in no way inferior to Pangu's full-strength attack!

The deeper Xiao Ran's understanding of the Pangu Fist became,

the more excited he grew!

Wasn't this technique perfectly suited for the beings of the Witch Race to cultivate?

If every member of his race mastered this Pangu Fist

and cultivated it to the point of perfection,

a mere Demon Race would no longer be worth fearing!

However, this Pangu Fist was too vast, profound, and peerlessly formidable.

It was not something ordinary beings of the Witch Race could cultivate!

He had to modify and perfect it first.

Only then could it be disseminated throughout the entire Witch Race!

After figuring this out, Xiao Ran devoted his entire mind to studying the Pangu Fist.

Several days later, Xiao Ran opened his profound eyes.

After exhaling deeply, he revealed a satisfied smile.

The hard work of the past few days had not been in vain!

He had successfully organized a simplified version of the Pangu Fist.

With this, everyone in the Witch Race could cultivate the Pangu Fist!

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Ran directly sent a transmission to the Twelve Ancestral Witches,

asking them to come to the Altar and meet him at once.

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, on the Altar.

"Buzz!"

Twelve vast waves of power swept across the firmament.

In an instant, they tore through the void and landed on the ritual platform.

"What happened? Xiao Ran, why did you suddenly summon us for no reason?"

"Is it because of the Demon Race descending into the Primordial World, and you called us here to discuss attacking them?"

"Speak! What plan do you have to destroy the Demon Race? As long as you have a foolproof strategy, I, Zhu Rong, am willing to lead the charge and teach those arrogant Demon Race fools a lesson!"

The Ancestor Witches spoke one after another, their imposing auras overflowing.

Xiao Ran shook his head and said with a faint smile, "The Ancestor Witch lords have guessed wrong!"

"I summoned you here today not because of attacking the Demon Race!"

"A few days ago, I imitated Pangu's exquisite and domineering technique and created a fist technique of my own!"

"This fist technique is called the Pangu Fist!"

"Any member of our race can easily begin cultivating it!"

With that, Xiao Ran directly took out twelve jade slips that he had prepared beforehand.

These jade slips recorded the Pangu Fist technique that Xiao Ran had already modified and perfected.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches accepted the jade slips with doubtful expressions.

They briefly sensed the technique recorded within.

"Hiss!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches all sucked in cold breaths, their faces filled with shock!

Once the Pangu Fist was cultivated to the level of hundreds of millions or trillions of levels,

one could achieve heaven-defying power comparable to Pangu Father God!

With a single punch, the Primordial World would shatter, all living beings would perish, and the All Heavens and Myriad Worlds would be reborn in the primordial void!

Zhu Rong had completely forgotten to breathe. Trembling, he said, "Who would have thought that the Primordial World contained such a heaven-defying and domineering technique!"

Gong Gong laughed heartily. "With such an invincible fist technique, I can hardly wait to cultivate it!"

"Farewell! I, Gong Gong, am returning to my Dojo to cultivate properly!"

With that, Gong Gong transformed into a streak of light and vanished without a trace.

The Ancestor Witches helplessly shook their heads, unable to keep from laughing.

Houtu smiled like a blooming flower and sighed, "Xiao Ran, why is your mind always so nimble?"

"Even we Ancestor Witches have to admit our inferiority!"

"With this Pangu Fist technique, combined with the Divine Elephant Suppression Prison Strength,"

"our Witch Race will become stronger and stronger!"

Di Jiang smiled and said, "You, Xiao Ran, have done so much for our Witch Race!"

"The entire Witch Race owes you a debt of gratitude!"

"Speak. What requests or wishes do you have?"

"As long as our Witch Race can accomplish them, we will never refuse!"

Di Jiang's words immediately made Xiao Ran hesitate.

He was now already the Great Priest of the Witch Race.

He could be said to hold the most transcendent position beneath the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

What request could Xiao Ran possibly have?

All he wanted was to find a way to strengthen the Witch Race's overall power.

To let the Witch Race stand proudly in the Primordial World forever!

However, speaking of requests, he truly did have one more.

Looking across the entire development of the Witch Race and its tragic final fate,

at the end of the Witch-Demon Tribulation, the Witch Race and Demon Race would erupt into a heaven-shaking war.

Apart from Houtu, who would coincidentally attain sainthood and become the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation,

nearly all the beings of the Witch Race would perish!

The primary reason for this tragic outcome was the limitations of the Witch Race's thinking.

They had never made comprehensive plans for the development of the entire race!

For countless eras, the Witch Race had only known how to charge forward recklessly!

They believed they could rely on their fervent blood and break through all techniques with sheer force.

They sought to dominate the entire Primordial World through martial power.

Little did they know that such thinking was completely wrong!

Martial power was only one aspect. Overall strength was the foundation that allowed a race or sect to flourish forever!

Why would the sects of the Three Pure Ones remain unaffected after the Witch-Demon Tribulation and continue to prosper throughout the ages?

The greatest reason was that the Three Pure Ones each had their own specialty.

Taishang Laojun excelled at alchemy, Yuanshi Tianzun was skilled in artifact refinement, and Tongtian Jiaozhu devoted himself to formations.

If a sect or race possessed countless miraculous pills that could save lives and heal injuries, heaven-defying and invincible treasures, and a Killing Formation that could intimidate all living beings,

it could definitely establish itself in the Primordial World without worry forever.

Therefore, the Witch Race's hot-blooded and reckless charges were useless!

They could only seize the momentum of the moment, not develop over the long term!

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