As Minghe made his choice, the reward was quickly issued.
It was a portion of Five Elements Origin—Innate Five-Elements Origin at that—resembling a cluster of five-colored light as it floated before Minghe.
One could sense the terrifying Five Elements power contained within this Innate Five-Elements Origin.
This Five Elements power was also Innate Five Elements power.
The Innate Five-Elements Origin had only one obvious use for Minghe: cultivating divine powers.
Minghe had previously comprehended the Five Elements Laws and condensed the divine power of Five-Colored Divine Light.
However, the Five-Colored Divine Light Minghe had condensed was merely Acquired Five-Colored Divine Light.
Its power was therefore greatly diminished, far inferior to the Innate Five-Colored Divine Light used by Kong Xuan during the Investiture of the Gods era.
Kong Xuan's Innate Five-Colored Divine Light was truly formidable. Even Saints could be swept into it if they let down their guard, showing just how powerful it was.
And now that Minghe had obtained Innate Five-Elements Origin, the same Innate Five-Elements Origin as Kong Xuan—
Naturally, he had to refine his Five-Colored Divine Light and turn it into Innate Five-Colored Divine Light as well.
Minghe opened his mouth and inhaled. The cluster of Innate Five-Elements Origin was immediately swallowed into his mouth.
Five-colored radiance could not help but bloom in Minghe's eyes.
Then Minghe closed his eyes and sat cross-legged without moving, silently refining the Innate Five-Elements Origin that had entered his body.
A rumbling sound seemed to emanate from within Minghe's body.
After an unknown amount of time, Minghe's body suddenly trembled, and he opened his eyes once more.
Minghe's eyes first turned fiery red. At the same time, a red divine light surged into the sky from behind him.
Boom!
Flames ignited all around Minghe, and the entire palace seemed to transform into a sea of fire.
Yet although it was a sea of fire, it damaged nothing.
And as Minghe sat within the flames, he remained completely unharmed, like an emperor ruling over fire.
The red divine light corresponding to the fire element, one of the Five-Colored Divine Lights, had been successfully refined by Minghe.
And that was not all. The red divine light flashed and vanished.
In its place appeared a yellow light.
The flames around Minghe disappeared, replaced by streams of yellow radiance.
Heavy and vast, bearing all things!
This was the yellow divine light corresponding to the earth element. Another divine light had been refined by Minghe and transformed into Innate Divine Light.
And that was not all. It flashed repeatedly in quick succession—the yellow divine light became white divine light, the white divine light became black divine light, and the black divine light became azure divine light.
In other words, earth became metal, metal became water, and water became wood.
The five elements, the five divine lights—all of them had been refined by Minghe into Innate Divine Light.
Minghe had finally cultivated Innate Five-Colored Divine Light.
The power of this Innate Five-Colored Divine Light was more than a hundred times greater than that of his previous Acquired Five-Colored Divine Light.
The five divine lights continuously flashed in alternation behind Minghe, like the five elements generating and restraining one another. Then, with a final flash, all five divine lights appeared neatly behind him at once.
Minghe slowly exhaled and felt that the Innate Five-Colored Divine Light had completely fused with him, responding entirely to his will.
With a mere thought, the Innate Five-Colored Divine Light would sweep forth and fill the heavens.
With a single sweep, anything within the five elements would be unable to escape and would all be swept into it.
Minghe withdrew the Innate Five-Colored Divine Light, a smile appearing on his face. It had undoubtedly become one of his greatest methods, something he could use as a trump card.
After refining the Innate Five-Colored Divine Light, Minghe did not immediately enter seclusion again.
Instead, he left the palace and came to the surface of the Blood Sea, standing upon its waters and looking up at the sky.
Minghe felt deeply moved.
In the blink of an eye, many, many years had passed since he had transmigrated to this Primordial World.
If this had been his previous life, who knew how many entire histories of civilization could have unfolded in that time?
Yet in the Primordial World, it amounted to nothing more than one period of seclusion after another.
A single session of seclusion lasted at least several thousand years. Longer ones could last tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of years.
Hongjun had already merged with the Dao.
In the present Primordial World, while Minghe could not claim to defeat everyone, with his current strength, he feared no one.
Even against Quasi-Saints, since he had never fought them, it was impossible to say who would win or lose.
After all, Quasi-Saints were still Great Luo Golden Immortals. Beneath sainthood, all were ants.
Moreover, these people had become Quasi-Saints only through cultivating Severing the Three Corpses.
And who knew how many flaws Hongjun had planted within his method of Severing the Three Corpses?
Invisibly, this had brought them many hidden dangers, and their foundations were absolutely nowhere near as solid or stable as Minghe's.
And now, Minghe had also mastered the great divine power of Innate Five-Colored Divine Light.
Minghe truly feared no one.
However, although Minghe had some thoughts about the outside world, the Blood Sea had not yet been completely refined.
Minghe still had no plans to leave just yet. There was plenty of time, so there was no need to hurry.
Minghe wandered around the Blood Sea for a while to clear his mind, then returned to it and continued refining the Blood Sea.
Time flowed on, and in the blink of an eye, several thousand more years passed.
The ten-thousand-year prohibition Hongjun had originally imposed had long since passed. Hongjun himself had even already merged with the Dao.
Yet the Wu and Yao Races did not immediately go to war again after ten thousand years, as everyone had expected.
Instead, ten thousand years passed, then another ten thousand years, and another, and another.
The two races continued to stall, delaying their next decisive battle.
There were reasons for this.
There was no need to mention the Demon Race. They had been beaten back by the Witch Clan in their previous battle, and the psychological shadow Pangu's True Body had left upon them had yet to fade.
Over the years, aside from cultivating, Dijun had continued deducing the Great Zhou Heavenly Stars Array.
This time, Dijun gathered the wisdom of many, summoning even more elite members of the Demon Race to improve the grand array together.
Again and again, they increased the power of the Great Zhou Heavenly Stars Array by a great deal.
Meanwhile, the Witch Clan had also encountered a problem: their capacity for reproduction and propagation was simply too low.
The Witch Clan had suffered immense losses in the previous war and had never managed to recover afterward.
This left the Twelve Ancestral Witches deeply troubled.
Although they could continuously create clansmen through the blood pool in Pangu Hall, doing so consumed their essence blood.
Therefore, the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not dare create too many clansmen at once and instead proceeded cautiously.
Otherwise, they might create the clansmen only to exhaust themselves. If their strength was damaged when the Demon Race attacked, the consequences would be disastrous.
After all, Pangu's True Body might be fierce, but it was also founded upon the Twelve Ancestral Witches themselves.
Only when the Ancestral Witches were powerful could the Pangu's True Body they summoned be stronger!
Otherwise, if the Twelve Ancestral Witches themselves were weak and sickly, how much combat power could the Pangu's True Body they summoned possibly possess?
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