Golden Immortal of the Origin, Three Islands Coordinates

If the Dutian Divine Thunder was the ancestor of all thunder, the progenitor of lightning, then this drop of Pangu's Essence Blood was likewise the ancestor of all blood, the source of all blood.

As Minghe made his choice, the system's reward was soon delivered.

With a thought from Minghe, a single drop of blood materialized before him—it was Pangu's Essence Blood.

Gazing at this drop of blood, which was as large as a human head, and sensing the terrifying power contained within, Minghe nodded lightly, his eyes brimming with excitement.

Pangu's Essence Blood—finally in his hands.

Minghe did not immediately devour this drop of essence blood. Although it was unlike the blood of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, which had been tainted by the turbid qi of the earth, and thus carried no risk of aftereffects, this drop of essence blood was far more valuable to Minghe than simply swallowing it to enhance his bloodline and physical body.

Minghe intended to use this drop of essence blood for enlightenment, to elevate his understanding of the Law of Blood and the Blood Dao to a higher level.

Meanwhile, at the very moment Minghe made his choice, obtained Pangu's Essence Blood, and began to comprehend it, the Thirty-three Heavens were bustling with activity, for it was the grand wedding of Dijun.

The entire Demon Race celebrated together, and great cultivators from all directions had been invited, filling the air with joy.

Yet who could have foreseen that the Witch Clan would attempt to steal the bride? Fortunately, the Demon Race had prepared for this.

Not only had Kunpeng been hidden among the wedding procession, blocking the surprise attacks of Gonggong and Zhurong in time, but soon Taiyi and Fuxi also arrived to reinforce.

After a fierce battle, Gonggong and Zhurong, outnumbered and lacking the advantage of terrain, retreated under the cover of other Ancestral Witches.

And so this farce came to an end.

Due to the respective reasons of both clans, this farce did not escalate further into an all-out war between them.

Under Nuwa's presiding, Dijun smoothly conducted the Heavenly Marriage, taking Xihe as the Heavenly Queen of the Demon Race.

As soon as the Heavenly Marriage was completed, Heavenly Merit descended from the Way, splitting into three portions: Nuwa received one, while Dijun and Xihe each received one.

With this Merit, Nuwa successfully Severed a Corpse. Dijun and Xihe also made considerable progress in their cultivation.

With Nuwa becoming a Quasi-Saint, the Demon Race's Heavenly Court now boasted two Quasi-Saints. Moreover, the other three—Fuxi, Taiyi, and Kunpeng—all possessed immense potential, ready at any moment to Sever a Corpse and become Quasi-Saints under the right opportunity.

For a time, the Demon Race's Heavenly Court grew even more prominent, as if rising with unstoppable momentum.

It struck fear into the hearts of great cultivators everywhere.

Time flowed on, peaceful and uneventful, and in the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of years passed.

One day, Minghe was in seclusion, comprehending Pangu's Essence Blood, when suddenly his body trembled. With a thunderous roar, surging waves of powerful qi erupted from every inch of his being, growing stronger and stronger, climbing higher and higher.

At this moment, Minghe's cultivation had broken through once more, advancing from the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.

He stepped into an entirely new realm—the Quasi-Saint realm.

Or, to be more precise, it should be called the Golden Immortal of the Origin. After all, Minghe had not followed the path of other great cultivators, who learned Hongjun's method of Severing the Three Corpses to break through.

Instead, he comprehended the laws, accumulated his cultivation, and broke through naturally. This realm was called the Golden Immortal of the Origin.

Upon reaching this realm, Minghe felt his strength surge dramatically.

He was immeasurably more powerful than his former self.

But beyond that, the most important thing was that at this moment, Minghe had finally refined the entire Blood Sea.

It was precisely because Minghe had refined the Blood Sea, combined with his continuous study of Pangu's Essence Blood during this period, that he had broken through to become a Golden Immortal of the Origin.

With his cultivation breakthrough and the refinement of the Blood Sea, he had achieved an undying, indestructible body.

At this moment, Minghe was blessed with double joy. He opened his eyes, and the delight within them was impossible to conceal.

It could be said that from this moment on, Minghe finally had a true foundation to stand firm in the Primordial World.

With a thought from Minghe, the Blood Sea surged instantly. Waves of blood sea water rose up and coalesced into countless figures.

Each of these figures wore a blood-red robe, and their faces were identical to Minghe's.

These figures were the Blood God Son avatars, capable of manifesting up to four hundred and eighty million in total.

They could be expended freely, and as long as the Blood Sea did not dry up, they could be re-condensed at any time.

At this moment, the Blood Sea had become Minghe's possession entirely, beyond the reach of anyone else.

"Ding, detected that the host's cultivation has broken through to become a Golden Immortal of the Origin. The host may make the following choices."

"Choice One: Emerge from seclusion immediately and travel the Primordial World. Reward: Coordinates to one of the three islands—Penglai, Yingzhou, or Fangzhang."

"Choice Two: Continue in seclusion. Reward: One Fragment of the Jade Disc of Creation."

After hearing the system's prompt, Minghe couldn't help but smile. He moved his body, rose to his feet, and with a sweep of his sleeve, stored away the floating Pangu's Essence Blood.

Having been in the Primordial World for so many years, it was time to go out and take a walk.

"System, I choose one." Minghe silently declared in his heart, speaking to the system.

As Minghe made his choice, the system's reward was quickly dispensed.

It turned out to be the coordinates of Mount Fangzhang among the three immortal islands.

"This... not bad." Minghe nodded slightly and chose to use these coordinates.

Instantly, a certain resonance arose within Minghe's perception, and following this sensation, he could journey forth and seek out the location of Mount Fangzhang.

Depart!

After activating the Grand Array over his Dao Field, Minghe transformed into a streak of blood-colored Evasion Light and vanished into the eastern horizon.

Of course, Minghe didn't really need to activate any Grand Array, for he had already refined the Blood Sea itself.

The entire Blood Sea was essentially one of his avatars; even if his true body left, the Dao Field within the Blood Sea remained utterly secure.

Still, activating the array to shield the Dao Field served as a warning to any who might stumble in by accident.

If they turned and left, all would be well, but if anyone dared to breach it, things would get interesting.

At that point, four hundred and eighty million Blood God Sons would surround the intruder on all sides.

Imagine—what utter despair that would be!

This was a bit of Minghe's dark amusement, though generally, most powerful beings wouldn't be foolish enough to provoke him.

It was the reckless hotheads, those of lesser strength, who might be so ignorant of death.

Yet these weaker creatures likely couldn't even penetrate the depths of the Blood Sea to reach his Dao Field.

After all, the Blood Sea was a forbidden zone for living beings; its environment was not something any random cultivator could trespass into.

Otherwise, if they became tainted by the Sha Qi, malevolent energy, and other negative auras of the Blood Sea, they'd either die or be crippled.

In short, the Blood Sea was Minghe's home, but it was not a home anyone could breach.

Those without great power had no right to enter, and even if a great power came, Minghe had absolute confidence to protect his Dao Field.

Even if the Three Pure Ones arrived, Minghe now stood utterly unafraid, ready to do battle!

And now, Minghe was simply going on a trip—to witness the vast expanse of the Primordial World.