After leaving Mount Sumeru, Pan Xuan did not pause for even a moment. His purple-gold escape light streaked across the western sky, speeding southeast toward Phoenix Perch Mountain.
Phoenix Perch Mountain was different from Mount Sumeru. Mount Sumeru was where the spiritual veins of the west converged, its towering slopes solemn and majestic, bearing a pure aura that washed the heart clean.
Phoenix Perch Mountain, however, lay amid encircling mountains in the southeast of the Primordial World. Its slopes were not famed for their steepness, yet they possessed an indescribable spiritual grace and vitality.
Clouds and mist wreathed the mountain all year round, with countless spirit birds and exotic beasts dimly visible moving through them.
Rare flowers and wondrous herbs grew everywhere, and springs chimed like jade chimes. It was a rare blessed grotto-heaven.
More importantly, this was home to two Innate Divinities of great consequence in the Primordial World: Fuxi and Nuwa.
Fuxi was the progenitor of the innate eight trigrams, a master of divining heaven's secrets and one of the Primordial World's rare wise men.
Nuwa was Hong Jun's only female direct disciple and wielded the Creation Great Dao.
With the Qiankun Cauldron and nine heavens breathing soil in her possession, as well as a strand of primordial violet qi, she was Hong Jun's designated candidate for Sagehood.
The two were brother and sister. They cultivated in seclusion together on Phoenix Perch Mountain, paying no heed to worldly affairs or taking part in the Primordial World's conflicts, remaining above it all.
On his way to Phoenix Perch Mountain, Pan Xuan had already considered Fuxi's and Nuwa's temperaments and positions several times over.
Nuwa was different from the Three Pure Ones.
The Three Pure Ones had formed from Pangu's Primordial Spirit and shared a common origin with the Witch