Kuafu, Houtu

Jing Chu crossed billions of miles of the Primordial World in an instant, arriving at the place where he had sensed the collision of vital energy and Dharma power.

On the land of the Primordial World, several strange beasts were clashing with several towering men, each a hundred zhang tall and brimming with thick vital energy.

Blood and flesh flew through the air, shaking the land for hundreds of thousands of miles around without end.

"Worthy of the Witch Clan indeed. Their fleshly bodies are simply monstrous!"

Jing Chu quietly concealed his form. He did not interfere with the battle, merely standing in the air and watching in silence.

Neither side's cultivation was particularly high. One side even had only a single Golden Immortal, so naturally, they could not discover the traces of a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal like him.

They were clearly only the most ordinary members of the Witch Clan, yet their fleshly bodies were still incomparably powerful.

He wondered just how formidable the fleshly bodies of the legendary Great Shamans and Ancestral Shamans must be.

Because the Witch Clan had no Primordial Spirits, they could use neither innate spiritual treasures nor acquired spiritual treasures. Yet because of this, they had also developed the strongest fleshly bodies.

Even ordinary spiritual treasures could not break through those powerful bodies!

These strange beasts of the Demon Race were clearly the impoverished sort, with no spiritual treasures at all. As the battle wore on, their casualties grew ever heavier until they were completely torn apart and turned directly into bloody food.

Seeing the battle end, Jing Chu looked at the Sha Qi filling the area and was just about to purify it after those Witch Clan members departed.

But suddenly, his expression tightened, and a grave look appeared in his eyes.

The distant void abruptly collapsed. A figure tens of thousands of zhang tall, radiating terrifying waves of vital energy and blood, actually tore through space with his fleshly body and arrived before those Witch Clan warriors.

His speed was so fast that Jing Chu did not even have time to leave. In the blink of an eye, he had already appeared on this battlefield.

Jing Chu's foundation was that of an innate sacred being. Although his cultivation was merely at the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm, going all out against a Great Luo was not beyond him.

Yet beneath the dense vital energy of this suddenly appearing giant of the Witch Clan, he was being suppressed, to the point where even the Great Dao was somewhat difficult to wield.

Because the Witch Clan had no Primordial Spirits, they did not cultivate the Great Dao at all. In battle, they relied only on their bodies and brute force. With the Sha Qi covering their entire bodies, every punch and kick was difficult for cultivators of the Immortal Dao to withstand.

After all, those of the Immortal Dao feared nothing more than being entangled by boundless Sha Qi.

If Sha Qi entered one's body, at best one's cultivation would fall and one's mind would grow muddled. At worst, one would directly suffer cultivation deviation, die on the spot, and return to the Dao.

"Hmm?"

"There's a brat from the Demon Race here too?"

"Get the hell out here!"

This giant of the Witch Clan possessed cultivation far beyond Jing Chu's current level. At the very least, he was a Great Luo realm existence.

Before such an existence, Jing Chu naturally could not keep his form hidden and was discovered on the spot.

Clearly, this giant of the Witch Clan was not one of good temper. The instant he discovered Jing Chu, he attacked without hesitation.

Surging, violent Sha Qi coiled around his palm as he wielded incomparably dense vital energy and blood—so scorching hot that merely sensing it felt like being burned—and grabbed at Jing Chu.

A powerful sense of danger instantly rose within Jing Chu's heart.

He did not dare hesitate. On the spot, he transformed into a streak of white divine light and fled into the distance.

At the same time, with a thought, he summoned the Purple Lightning Hammer.

Wrapped in endless purple lightning, it smashed down toward the giant of the Witch Clan.

As a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, under Jing Chu's current power, the Purple Lightning Hammer could make even an ordinary Great Luo bleed in a direct clash, perhaps even suffer grievous injury.

But the Purple Lightning Hammer, summoned for the first time, displayed none of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure's might. It merely blocked that palm for an instant before being casually slapped away.

"This junior is Jing Chu, disciple of Shangqing Tongtian. Greetings, Senior!"

Seeing the Purple Lightning Hammer sent flying so casually, Jing Chu's heart tightened, and the jade talisman given to him by his Second Martial Uncle immediately appeared in his hand.

He was already prepared. If his master's name proved useless, he would throw out that jade talisman on the spot.

In Jing Chu's view, this suddenly appearing giant of the Witch Clan was at most a late-stage Great Luo, absolutely not a Quasi-Sage.

If he were a Quasi-Sage, capturing someone like Jing Chu would not require such trouble at all.

After he announced his identity, the enormous hand reaching toward him paused slightly, then stopped and dispersed.

"You're Shangqing Tongtian's disciple, not a member of the Demon Race?"

"I heard my Ancestral Shaman mention your master."

"She said your master is a very formidable person."

"I can't beat him, so I won't touch you."

The giant's rough voice rang out, echoing across hundreds of thousands of miles and making Jing Chu's ears buzz.

This was not meant to cow him; the giant's voice was simply this loud by nature.

Seeing the giant stop, Jing Chu recalled the Purple Lightning Hammer, and his gaze could not help falling upon him.

He had a sturdy body with bulging muscles, wore crude battle armor made from the hides of Demon Race creatures at least at the Great Luo level, and the exposed parts of his body were covered in dark, earthen-yellow patterns.

"This junior, Jing Chu, greets Senior!"

"May I ask which of the Twelve Witch Clans Senior is the Great Shaman of?"

Hearing the giant's completely unguarded words, the corner of Jing Chu's mouth twitched slightly.

He could not be bothered to fuss over it and immediately cupped his hands as he spoke.

Most members of the Witch Clan were not quite right in the head. Calling every last one of them reckless brutes would not be an exaggeration.

They were even extremely vindictive. Killing one and provoking a whole pack was no exaggeration either.

Jing Chu had no desire to make enemies of a group like that.

Besides, his strength was still insufficient. To deal with a Great Shaman, using the jade talisman containing a single strike of the Pangu Banner would truly pain him.

Furthermore, he had other ideas. If he could befriend the Witch Clan and obtain their body-tempering methods, it would be of immense benefit to his future cultivation.

He only did not know which tribe this Great Shaman came from. If it was Gonggong's or Zhurong's, he would turn and leave at once.

If it was another, then they might be able to form a personal friendship.

"My name is Kuafu. My Ancestral Shaman is Houtu, the gentlest Ancestral Shaman of the Witch Clan!"

"Just now, I thought you were from the Demon Race and suddenly attacked you. I'm really sorry."

"Um, do you want to come back with me? I can host you."

Kuafu?

Houtu!!!

The moment he heard those two names, surprise immediately appeared on Jing Chu's usually calm face.

Those two names were truly renowned far and wide.

So this was the fool who had been roasted to death by ten suns.

No, he probably had not been roasted to death. Was it a scheme of the Demon Race?

A Great Luo at the peak of the realm—how could he possibly be roasted to death? The Demon Race must have had a hand in it.

As for Houtu, she was even more famous.

Like the Dao Ancestor, she was a spokesperson for the Earthly Dao and the only Sage of the Earthly Dao.

In the future, she would evolve the Six Paths and transform herself into Reincarnation, praised as a being of great virtue!

She was also the only Ancestral Shaman of the Witch Clan to survive after the Witch-Demon Calamity!

He had never expected Kuafu to be the Great Shaman of this Ancestral Shaman's tribe.