Primordial Chaos: One-Yuan Instant Kill of Pangu's Talent at the Start
Chapter 5

Primordial World: Starting with a One-Yuan Instant Kill of Pangu's Talent, Part 5

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Soon, they arrived at Xiao Ran's cave abode.

"Could it really be him?"

Houtu furrowed her delicate brows, surprised.

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Houtu's feelings toward Xiao Ran were complicated, difficult to put into words.

Xiao Ran had been born from the blood essence of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, fused together to create a member of the Witch Race.

They had been born with extraordinary gifts and powerful bloodlines.

They were the most important backbone of the Witch Race!

According to the original agreement among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Xiao Ran should have belonged to the Zhurong Tribe.

But Xiao Ran had been completely different from the other members of the Witch Race from birth!

He had handsome features and tender, fair skin.

There wasn't the slightest hint of a Witch Race member about him.

After Zhu Rong complained a few times, he simply refused to accept Xiao Ran.

So Houtu had volunteered to bring Xiao Ran to her own tribe.

She had always felt that Xiao Ran was no ordinary person!

If she personally devoted herself to training him,

he would absolutely become one of the Heavenly Prides of the Witch Race!

It was even possible that he might one day become the Witch Race's thirteenth Ancestor Witch!

The only thing Houtu found incomprehensible was this:

Xiao Ran was completely out of place among the Witch Race.

He had no interest in the way the members of the Witch Race drank wine by the bowl and ate meat by the mouthful!

The members of the Witch Race had always been carefree and uninhibited, unconcerned with worldly possessions.

Yet Xiao Ran had made his cave abode look like an immortal paradise.

Whenever the Witch Race and the Demon Race were at peace, he would spend all day holed up in his cave, tinkering with all sorts of pointless little gadgets!

If Xiao Ran hadn't still carried the aura of the Witch Race,

even Houtu would have suspected that some mighty being had possessed him!

After giving a few wry laughs, Houtu flashed forward and entered Xiao Ran's cave abode.

The first thing she saw was a strange and mysterious Formation.

Countless immortal lights shimmered in the Void, and millions of Formation patterns flickered in and out of sight.

It seemed to conceal endless, deadly peril.

Houtu shook her head and chuckled. "Same as ever—playing around until you neglect what matters!"

"Always making a fuss over flashy nonsense!"

As she spoke, Houtu suddenly swept out her jade hand!

A blazing, violent beam of divine light shot forth.

In the blink of an eye, it shattered the great Formation!

"Buzz!"

Houtu's vision went black, and she suddenly fell into another Formation!

As far as the eye could see, endless Divine Thunder surged within the Formation, while Gale Wind raged.

From time to time, they launched frenzied attacks at Houtu.

If her physical body hadn't been so powerful,

she would have been struck already!

Houtu was utterly speechless and began to sigh!

Wasn't Xiao Ran far too cautious?

Hou Yi, who belonged to her Houtu Tribe as well,

used the sky as his blanket and the earth as his bed!

His so-called cave abode was nothing more than a huge rock!

Compared with Hou Yi, Xiao Ran was ridiculously cautious!

Houtu stepped forward, and countless spiderweb-like cracks suddenly appeared across the ground.

The power of the Earth Law surged up from underground, sweeping across the heavens and earth.

The Formation was instantly reduced to nothing.

But to Houtu's surprise,

she had fallen into yet another Formation!

Even Houtu, usually the most mild-mannered of the Ancestor Witches, was furious now!

Would this ever end?

Houtu knew this Formation was a replica of the Twelve Divine Fiend Great Array!

Each Formation led into another, with every one more dangerous and terrifying than the last!

She would have to break through twelve great Formations before she could escape!

Houtu's face darkened as she shouted, "Xiao Ran, what are you doing in there?"

"Get out here at once!"

"If you don't take down this Formation, I'll send you to kill ten Demon Gods of the Demon Race!"

Inside the Dojo.

Terrifying, profound fluctuations appeared around Xiao Ran one after another.

He slowly opened his deep-set eyes.

His aura had changed completely.

After refining the Pangu Origin Talent,

his overall strength had increased tremendously!

He was now at the early stage of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm!

At last, he had truly become a Great Witch of the Witch Race!

Suddenly, Xiao Ran heard Houtu calling for him.

He jolted and wore an expression that was both amused and helpless.

He didn't want to actually anger Houtu.

If he were sent to the territory of the Demon Race to kill ten of their Demon Gods,

it would be the last miserable task he wanted to face!

Xiao Ran had no time to think of anything else. He immediately waved a hand and withdrew the Formation.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Houtu.

The first thing he saw was an incomparable beauty!

Houtu's long hair danced in the wind, and her pale yellow dress swayed lightly around her graceful figure.

Though Houtu, with her elegant bearing and immortal beauty, still looked angry, to Xiao Ran she seemed so charming and captivating that she stirred his heart!

He could drink ten thousand jars of the strongest wine in the Witch Race without getting drunk.

But facing Houtu, Xiao Ran felt a little tipsy!

Xiao Ran couldn't understand why Houtu had taken him from Zhu Rong's tribe.

Could it have been because he was so handsome that he stood out from the crowd?

Was that why Houtu favored him?

Of course, Xiao Ran knew this was nothing more than an unrealistic fantasy!

"Every time I see this peerless beauty, I'm dazzled all over again!"

"I can't understand why she was born into the Witch Race!"

Xiao Ran muttered to himself.

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