First Trial of the Heavenly Enlightenment Wisdom Light

He took a deep breath and began to sense his cultivation.

The vast, ocean-like mana surged through his body like mighty rivers, ceaseless and unending.

Upon careful examination, he found that he had reached the mid-stage of Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Though this cultivation was not considered among the very strongest in the Primordial World, it was enough for him to protect himself.

One had to know that in the Primordial World, most living beings might cultivate for tens of millions of years without ever breaking through to the Golden Immortal realm.

Yet he had already reached the mid-stage of Great Luo Golden Immortal the moment he took form. Such talent defied the heavens.

He then examined his physical body. The foundation of the Merit Profound Yellow Imperishable Body, coupled with the tempering of the Twelve Ancestral Witches' blood essence, had made his physical strength far surpass those of the same realm.

The power contained within his flesh and blood seemed enough to shatter a mountain with a single punch.

He lightly clenched his fist, feeling that surging power.

Late-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal—an entire level stronger than his mana cultivation.

Pan Xuan was satisfied. He then carefully examined his three divine abilities.

The Righteous Vitality Formula operated smoothly. That righteous vitality circulated within him, keeping him perpetually at his peak, as though he would never tire or grow weak.

The Merit Profound Yellow Dharma Aspect had also begun to take shape. Profound yellow energy and the power of merit intertwined within his flesh and blood like an invisible suit of armor, protecting his body.

As for the Heavenly Enlightenment Wisdom Light, it was like a seed slumbering deep within his soul, waiting for the moment it would awaken.

All three divine abilities were ready.

Pan Xuan gathered his thoughts and finally began to examine his appearance.

He walked over to a smooth stone wall within Pangu Hall and looked at his reflection in its surface.

It was a young man who appeared to be in his early twenties.

His face was as fair as jade, his features refined, and his black hair cascaded down his back like a waterfall. A faint golden glow circulated around him.

His bearing was gentle as jade, yet he also carried an air of righteous vitality that naturally inspired goodwill at first sight.

"So this is what I look like..." Pan Xuan murmured, the corners of his lips lifting slightly.

Just then, twelve familiar auras surged in from outside Pangu Hall as the Twelve Ancestral Witches appeared together.

Di Jiang took the lead, a rare smile appearing on his resolute face.

He strode up to Pan Xuan, looking him up and down with delight in his eyes.

"Good! Good! Good! Brother Pan Xuan, you've finally taken form!"

Zhu Rong followed close behind. The burly man with crimson hair and a red beard circled Pan Xuan three times, clicking his tongue in amazement.

"Not bad, not bad. You're even more handsome than I imagined!

I thought righteous vitality would turn into some old man, but you turned out to be such a pretty boy!"

Gong Gong, the gloomy man with black hair and beard, rarely showed a hint of a smile as he shot Zhu Rong a sideways glance.

"What do you know? Righteous vitality naturally takes on a gentle, jade-like appearance.

Did you think everyone would be like you, all fiery temper and looking like a poker?"

"Who are you calling a poker?" Zhu Rong snapped.

"You, of course. What about it?" Gong Gong retorted without yielding an inch.

Xuan Ming, the cold and beautiful woman dressed in white with white hair, stepped forward and cast a chilly glance at Zhu Rong and Gong Gong. The two immediately fell silent.

Only then did she look at Pan Xuan. A trace of gentleness flashed through her icy eyes as she nodded slightly. "Not bad. An innate Dao body, with excellent aptitude."

Houtu was the last to step forward. She wore a yellow dress, her face dignified and gentle, her eyes filled with affection as she looked at Pan Xuan.

She reached out and lightly patted Pan Xuan's shoulder, speaking softly.

"Brother Pan Xuan, you've finally taken form.

All these epochs, your sister has wondered what you would look like after taking form. Now that I see you, you truly have not disappointed me."

Seeing how sincerely happy the Ancestral Witches were for his transformation, a warm current rose in Pan Xuan's heart. He bowed deeply.

"For Pan Xuan to have reached this day, I have all of you elder brothers and sister to thank for your guidance and generous gifts.

I will remember the grace of the twelve drops of Ancestral Witch blood essence for all eternity."

Di Jiang waved a hand. "We are family. Why say such things? Your taking form is the best outcome."

Jumang also stepped forward, a gentle smile on the face of the man in green robes.

"Brother Pan Xuan, your innate Dao body possesses exceptional aptitude. Even your appearance is more well-proportioned than ours was when we took form. As expected of one formed from Father God's righteous vitality."

Rushou nodded in agreement. "Indeed. One can tell at a glance from his bearing alone that he is extraordinary."

Qiangliang, Xizi, Shebishi, Tianwu, and the others also stepped forward in turn, each offering praise for Pan Xuan's appearance.

Zhu Rong was even more boisterous, clapping Pan Xuan on the shoulder so hard that he nearly sent him flying while shouting.

"Brother Pan Xuan, if you take a stroll outside looking like this, those female immortals of the Primordial World will probably go mad!"

Staggering from the blow, Pan Xuan gave a wry smile. "Brother Zhu Rong, please show some mercy."

The Ancestral Witches burst into laughter.

After the lively commotion subsided, Zhu Rong suddenly spoke.

"Brother Pan Xuan, what exactly does that Heavenly Enlightenment Wisdom Light of yours feel like? Could you let your brother try it?"

Pan Xuan paused slightly and looked at Zhu Rong. The burly man with crimson hair and a red beard rubbed his hands together, his eyes full of anticipation and a touch of embarrassment.

"I know I'm sometimes not too sharp, and Gong Gong is always calling me stupid.

If your Heavenly Enlightenment Wisdom Light can really improve comprehension, shine it on me and make me a little smarter, so Gong Gong won't laugh at me every day."

When Gong Gong heard this, he had intended to mock him, but swallowed the words before they left his mouth.

He too looked curiously at Pan Xuan, wanting to know just what mysteries the Heavenly Enlightenment Wisdom Light held.

Houtu said softly, "Brother Pan Xuan, if it is convenient for you, it would be good to let Brother Zhu Rong try it. We can also witness this divine ability of yours firsthand."

After a brief moment of thought, Pan Xuan nodded. He too wanted to see how effective the Heavenly Enlightenment Wisdom Light would truly be in practice.

After all, the descriptions in his inherited memories were only descriptions. To know what it was truly like in use, he needed to test it himself.

"Brother Zhu Rong, stand still," Pan Xuan said as he walked before Zhu Rong. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and stirred that slumbering power deep within his soul.

A moment later, he opened his eyes.

Those eyes had changed.

His previously black-and-white eyes had become two golden suns, dazzling yet gentle, without being harsh to look upon.

Within that golden light seemed to dwell the most primordial light of wisdom between heaven and earth, capable of illuminating all confusion and enlightening all living beings.

Pan Xuan extended a finger. A point of golden light gathered at its tip, growing brighter and more brilliant, like a miniature sun floating above his fingertip.

Faint runes flowed within the radiance, and the sound of the Great Dao echoed through it. It was profoundly mysterious.

"Heavenly Enlightenment Wisdom Light."

Pan Xuan softly spoke the four words, and the golden light at his fingertip became a beam that shone upon Zhu Rong's brow.

Zhu Rong's entire body trembled. He felt a warm current enter through his brow and flow straight into the depths of his soul.

That warm current was not overbearing. Instead, it was gentle as water, slowly and softly cleansing his soul as though wiping a dust-covered mirror.

Zhu Rong closed his eyes and immersed himself in that wondrous sensation.

The other Ancestral Witches also held their breath, watching the scene without blinking.

After a long while, the golden beam gradually faded. Pan Xuan withdrew his finger.

Though the Heavenly Enlightenment Wisdom Light was mysterious, using it consumed considerable mental energy.

Especially when using it on someone like Zhu Rong, whose cultivation far surpassed his own, it was even more taxing.

Zhu Rong slowly opened his eyes. There seemed to be an additional trace of clarity within those flame-burning eyes.

"Well?" Gong Gong asked impatiently.

Zhu Rong scratched his head, seemingly feeling out the changes.

A moment later, he grinned. "It seems... it really is somewhat useful.

I can't really explain it. My mind just feels clearer. Some things I couldn't understand before now seem to have a faint outline."

"That's it?" Gong Gong asked, somewhat disappointed.