Primordial Art Breakthrough! The Blood Pool Within the Ancestral Witch Palace!

When Tongtian attempted to circulate the Nine Revolutions Primordial Skill, he could sense a mysterious transformation taking place within his physical body.

The most conspicuous change was that the Sha Qi, which originally only the Twelve Ancestral Witches could devour, was now something he could absorb as well!

In an instant, the boundless Sha Qi split apart like a river, and a vast amount of it descended entirely upon Tongtian.

His flesh frantically devoured this surge of Sha Qi.

This immediately made him feel his physical body steadily strengthening.

"Just by devouring Sha Qi, I can enhance my flesh."

"Truly profound!"

Tongtian smiled with delight—this Nine Revolutions Primordial Skill was far too powerful!

In this way, his physical body could improve at every moment.

Combined with the Nine Revolutions Profound Skill, surpassing the Twelve Ancestral Witches was merely a matter of time.

At this moment, the Twelve Ancestral Witches stared at the Sha Qi that had diverted toward him, completely dumbfounded.

What was going on?

The Sha Qi between heaven and earth was clearly something only they, the Ancestral Witches, could devour and absorb!

How could this fellow accomplish the same feat?

"What in the world is happening?"

"Could it be that this guy is the same as us?"

Zhurong, unable to figure it out, asked aloud.

Dijiang said in a deep voice, "We are descendants of Father God—how could he possibly be the same as us!"

"It must be that his origins are special, granting him such means."

"Besides, his physical body is not much weaker than ours; he can indeed withstand tempering his flesh with Sha Qi."

The other Ancestral Witches listened to this explanation and nodded in agreement.

"Then, should we still make a move?"

Houtu asked.

Zhurong said with fury, "Do you even need to ask?!"

"When have we ever suffered such a loss? How can we let him off so easily?"

Gonggong also said without hesitation, "That's right."

"If we don't teach him a lesson, how can we claim to be descendants of Father God?"

Hearing this, Dijiang did not hesitate either and said directly, "Then go all out and finish him off quickly."

"Otherwise, if his physical body improves further, it will only become harder to deal with him."

The other Ancestral Witches all found this reasonable.

Though they were reckless, they still used their heads to think.

This fellow was truly too strange—it was best to eliminate him as soon as possible.

Thus, Zhurong and Gonggong immediately burst forth with their own blood energy.

They manifested the Ancestral Witch True Body!

This was also a powerful technique from their inheritance.

It allowed them to gain immense strength in a short time.

Rumble!

Under the manifestation of the Ancestral Witch True Body, Zhurong and Gonggong's forms grew even larger.

Like giants, they struck out together toward Tongtian.

Tongtian didn't even spare them a glance.

The Heavenly Yellow Linglong Pagoda trembled slightly, and a vast amount of Profound Yellow Qi instantly condensed into a barrier.

The terrifying force from the two that shook the void itself

was completely blocked by the Heavenly Yellow Linglong Pagoda.

And that wasn't all—the Heavenly Yellow Linglong Pagoda transformed into a yellow mass of light and soared into the air.

The next moment, a vast power and imposing aura erupted from within.

A phantom pagoda descended from the sky, its terrifying might completely suppressing the towering forms of Zhurong and Gonggong.

The two had no power to resist at all.

Seeing this, Tongtian mercilessly struck out with the Reincarnation Seal.

The two Ancestral Witch True Bodies shattered instantly, and Zhurong and Gonggong were once again severely wounded.

He could only continue healing his injuries in a sorry state.

Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches wore even uglier expressions.

Three spiritual treasures of extraordinary power!

This fellow was far too difficult to deal with!

At this rate, even if they pulled out all their stops, they probably couldn't do anything to him.

But to just let it go like this—they definitely couldn't swallow that anger.

After all, they had suffered such a huge loss at Tongtian's hands.

Feeling the growth in his physical strength, Tongtian's heart was filled with exhilaration.

He no longer wanted the Twelve Ancestral Witches to stop now.

He planned to use them as sparring partners for his physical body, leveraging their powerful physiques to temper his own.

So, with the Heavenly Yellow Linglong Pagoda above his head, Tongtian took the initiative and charged straight at Dijiang.

Seeing this, Dijiang's face was full of fury.

Was this guy actually picking on him because he thought he was easy to bully?

This was going too far!

Did he really think that relying on spiritual treasures meant he could do whatever he wanted?!

The next moment, their bodies collided, and a thunderous boom erupted in the void.

This time, Tongtian still staggered back a few steps.

But compared to before, it was clear that his physical strength had grown significantly.

This also made his eyes shine even brighter.

Without hesitation, he urged, "A few more!"

Hearing such provocation, the other Ancestral Witches howled and charged in.

Tongtian was once again caught in their encirclement.

Under the mounting pressure, his absorption of the nearby Sha Qi also sped up considerably.

This caused his cultivation of the Nine Revolutions Primordial Skill to skyrocket.

First Revolution of the Skill!

Second Revolution of the Skill!

Third Revolution of the Skill!

In an instant, Tongtian's Nine Revolutions Primordial Skill had broken through to the third revolution!

This multiplied his physical strength.

Even without relying on the protection of the Heavenly Yellow Linglong Pagoda and the Northern Mysterious Control Water Flag, he could now match the Twelve Ancestral Witches with his bare body.

Of course, since they were using a pincer tactic, his physique, though no weaker than the Ancestral Witches', still couldn't withstand it.

But the Twelve Ancestral Witches could feel the pressure on them growing.

He didn't even need to activate his treasures for a full-powered strike.

Just his physical strength alone was enough to severely wound them.

Soon, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were all coughing up blood from his blows.

They were no match for Tongtian at all.

The battlefield had long since turned into a one-sided affair.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches weren't afraid of death, but being beaten down like this by Tongtian was something they simply couldn't stand.

In truth, Tongtian had already noticed the state of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Knowing they couldn't hold out much longer, he had already been holding back.

If he had gone all out, several of the Twelve Ancestral Witches would likely have been dead or wounded by now.

"We really are no match for you."

"Stop now."

"You have no intention of killing us. Who exactly are you?"

Dijiang looked at his battered brothers beside him and took the initiative to call for a truce.

The other Ancestral Witches remained silent.

They truly were no match for this man.

Though they were all battle-hungry, they weren't the type who couldn't accept defeat.

Tongtian was somewhat unsatisfied. His Nine Revolutions Primordial Skill had already reached the fifth revolution.

His physical body was comparable to an Acquired Treasure!

Even an ordinary move or stance possessed astonishingly terrifying destructive power.

The blood and qi within his body flowed steadily, like a surging, endless river.

If he could continue fighting, he felt his Nine Revolutions Primordial Skill could still improve further.

Unfortunately, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were clearly spent; they could no longer hold on.

He couldn't very well force them to keep fighting.

After all, he hadn't come to slay the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"I am a Pangu Sect Disciple, Shangqing Tongtian."

Without hesitation, Tongtian declared his origins.

Hearing this, Dijiang and the others were stunned.

Over this period, Tongtian's reputation had already spread across the Primordial World.

They had naturally heard of it as well.

They just hadn't expected their meeting to happen under such awkward circumstances.

"I didn't think it would be you!"

"No wonder you possess a physical body no weaker than ours—turns out we're all from the same family."

Dijiang spoke with a complicated expression.

The other Ancestral Witches also felt a sense of "flooding the Dragon King's temple"—a family misunderstanding.

Since they were all Pangu Sect Disciples, a life-or-death battle was certainly unnecessary.

They could be said to share the same roots, all originating from the transformation of Father God Pangu.

"I was wondering why you had the advantage yet didn't strike to kill us."

"So that's the reason."

Zhu Jiuyin said in surprise.

The other Ancestral Witches nodded in agreement; they had long been exhausted.

If Tongtian had wanted to kill them, with his abilities, it would have been no problem.

Tongtian waved his hand and said, "We are all Pangu Sect Disciples."

"Naturally, I wouldn't kill you."

"In fact, I sensed your aura and was observing from the shadows."

Zhurong said somewhat sheepishly, "This was my rashness."

"If I hadn't been so quick to act and had asked first, we wouldn't have fought."

Dijiang also cleared his throat and said, "This matter is indeed our fault."

"Please, fellow Daoist, accept our apology."

They had acted recklessly and even ganged up on him.

Anyone else would have been furious.

Yet Tongtian had shown restraint and refrained from killing them.

This made the Twelve Ancestral Witches feel rather guilty.

Tongtian smiled and said, "No matter!"

"This battle was quite thrilling."

This was not flattery but the plain truth.

If the Twelve Ancestral Witches hadn't fought him, he would have had to find another way to obtain the Nine Revolutions Primordial Skill from them.

Not to mention the great improvement his own Nine Revolutions Primordial Skill had gained.

These were all tremendous gains.

"Since you came looking for us, fellow Daoist,"

"is there something you need our help with?"

Dijiang took the initiative to ask.

Tongtian nodded. "Indeed!"

"I searched for a long time at the foot of Buzhou Mountain. If I hadn't happened to run into you absorbing Sha Qi,"

"I would have returned empty-handed."

Dijiang sighed softly. "Now that the Qilin Clan's power is vast, none of us are willing to clash with them."

"So we haven't approached Buzhou Mountain."

"Since you have business with us, Fellow Daoist, why not discuss it in our Ancestral Witch Palace?"

Tongtian naturally did not refuse, gesturing for Ao Li to approach.

Ao Li had watched the entire battle from a distance, and she sighed inwardly.

This guy's physical body had grown even stronger.

She was probably even less able to return to the Dragon Clan now.

"Could this be the Dragon Clan's Eldest Princess?"

Houtu asked, her expression somewhat strange.

The other Ancestral Witches also wore interesting looks.

Rumor had it that Tongtian had not only wounded the Torch Dragon but had also taken the Dragon Clan's Eldest Princess away right in front of him.

Just for that boldness alone, Tongtian deserved their respect as Ancestral Witches.

Ao Li said nothing, silently following behind Tongtian.

They chatted as they walked, and soon a massive, ancient hall appeared before Tongtian.

"This Ancestral Witch Palace was built by our own hands."

"No one without Pangu's bloodline may enter."

Dijiang said solemnly.

Among the Witch Race, only the twelve of them, the Ancestral Witches, could freely enter and exit.

Though the other tribesmen were also descendants of Pangu, they could not compare to the twelve.

Tongtian chuckled lightly. "From the look of it, I can tell this Ancestral Witch Palace is extraordinary."

But he was more interested in what lay inside.

The inheritance of the Twelve Ancestral Witches was far greater than that of the Three Pure Ones.

Perhaps the Ancestral Witch Palace held some kind of surprise.

As for Dijiang's words, they were undoubtedly a test of his origins.

He had no need to explain; as long as he could enter the Ancestral Witch Palace, it would prove he was a Pangu Sect Disciple.

"Wait outside."

"You definitely won't be able to get in."

Tongtian said to Ao Li, then strode toward the Ancestral Witch Palace.

The gates of the Ancestral Witch Palace were towering. The moment Tongtian stepped through the entrance, he felt an immense pressure—Pangu's Pressure.

This Pangu's Pressure was no weaker than that on Buzhou Mountain!

Unless one was a Pangu Sect Disciple, even a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal could not force their way inside.

Watching Tongtian enter, Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches exchanged glances, their expressions visibly relaxing.

It seemed the man had not deceived them—he truly was a Pangu Sect Disciple!

So the Ancestral Witches followed him inside.

Tongtian was now surveying the interior of the Ancestral Witch Palace.

Twelve seats were clearly prepared for the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

But what caught his eye was a massive Blood Pool at the very center.

The aura emanating from this Blood Pool made Tongtian feel a sense of kinship.

His eyes lit up, and he asked, "Could this be a Blood Pool formed from Father God's blood?"

Dijiang nodded. "Indeed!"

"But this is not his essence blood."

"It is merely ordinary blood."

Tongtian gave a slight nod. If it were Pangu's essence blood, the Ancestral Witch Palace would have long been flooded with overwhelming vitality.

Still, even an ordinary Blood Pool had great uses.

"You placed this Blood Pool in the Ancestral Witch Palace—are you planning to use it to birth new tribesmen?"

Tongtian asked, a hint of speculation in his voice.

Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches were all astonished.

That was exactly what they had in mind.

"Fellow Daoist, your insight is truly sharp."

"We have long wanted to do this, but we have yet to put it into practice."

Dijiang said in a low voice.

They hadn't expected Tongtian to guess this.

It seemed that his understanding of the Blood Pool was no less than theirs.

Tongtian nodded and said, "This is a very good idea."

"Since you haven't started yet, could I use it first?"

Although it was not a Blood Pool formed from Pangu's essence blood, it was still Pangu's blood!

The Three Pure Ones were all transformed from Pangu's Primordial Spirit.

But their physical bodies were not as fortunate as the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who had been washed by Pangu's blood.

Therefore, Tongtian wanted to borrow this Blood Pool to cleanse his own physical body.

"Uh, of course, that's fine!"

"But this isn't Father God's essence blood—shouldn't it have little effect?"

Dijiang asked with a puzzled expression.

They, the Ancestral Witches, were uniquely blessed because they were born from Pangu's essence blood!

The efficacy of this Blood Pool, formed from ordinary blood, certainly could not compare.

Having obtained the Ancestral Witches' consent, Tongtian was overjoyed inside.

Dijiang was right—its effect would definitely not be as good as Pangu's essence blood.

But it could absolutely elevate his physical body further!

Moreover, with his heaven-defying comprehension, even if his physical body didn't improve, being able to comprehend some powerful divine abilities would still be immensely beneficial.

Regardless, this was no small stroke of fortune.

If he could cleanse his body and advance further, that would be even better.

He greatly envied the Ancestral Witch True Body possessed by the Twelve Ancestral Witches—once activated, their power instantly multiplied several times over.

If he could master it, it would be equivalent to having a powerful trump card.

Surpassing realms in battle would no longer be difficult.

With his current combat power multiplied several times over, wouldn't that mean he'd be practically invincible?