The Power of Pangu in the Ancestral Witch Bloodline

Within the embryonic great universe.

Gonggong endured the boundless pressure and shouted for days on end, but he received no response from Ao Changsheng.

Despair grew in his heart.

Time passed second by second.

He had been born a Daluo Golden Immortal, with an innate mastery of the Great Dao of Water.

In the tens of millions of years since his birth, when had he, Gonggong, ever counted time in seconds?

"A hundred years holding up the heavens... Three more years at most, and the pressure around me will reach a point where I can no longer bear it."

Gonggong gazed at the chaotic spacetime around him, his heart filled with despair, but all he could do was struggle to hold on.

Three years passed in a flash.

By now, Gonggong was nearly a lamp out of oil. With the nearly limitless energy around him replenishing him, his Daluo Law Power had suffered little depletion.

But... over those three years, the crushing pressure around him had built up until it was nearing the limit his Ancestral Witch body could withstand.

Once it reached that limit, what use would even the most abundant Daluo Law Power or the fastest recovery of Law Power be?

At death's door, Gonggong's mind grew hazy.

To be honest, he had imagined how he might die.

Perhaps he would fall to an enemy while fighting for the Witch Race, or perhaps he would be worn away by an opponent's Great Dao in a battle against some great Divine Ability user, but...

He had never imagined that one day he, Gonggong, would die not beneath a powerful expert's Great Dao, but crushed to death by an accumulation of matter and energy, as if it were some kind of joke.

If someone had told him before that a Daluo Golden Immortal could be crushed to death by nothing more than matter and energy, Gonggong would have died laughing on the spot, then mocked them mercilessly.

After all, what Daluo Golden Immortal didn't command a Great Dao? How could one possibly be crushed to death by matter and energy?

But now...

Feeling the pressure around him, formed from utterly pure matter and energy without the slightest trace of a Great Dao.

He was about to make that joke of a death come true.

Elder brothers, younger brothers and sisters, I, Gonggong, must go to meet Father God before you. If Father God's spirit watches from heaven, he must pass my lesson on to you.

The Primordial World is dangerous. Keep your heads down and stay in seclusion-don't come out!

That was Gonggong's last thought while he was still conscious.

Then, beneath the accumulation of endless matter and energy around him, his mighty Ancestral Witch body was squeezed into a small lump of unidentifiable matter.

Had the other eleven Ancestral Witches come here, they would probably never have believed that this lump was their brother, the Ancestral Witch Gonggong.

A formless, intangible Great Dao of Water, unshakable by mere matter and energy, stood at the center of the universe.

At the very center of this Great Dao of Water was none other than the Ancestral Witch Gonggong, crushed into a lump.

At that moment, Ao Changsheng suddenly appeared beside this lump of "unidentifiable matter."

Scratching his chin as he looked at the "unidentifiable matter," Ao Changsheng immediately felt satisfied with the effect of this great universe.

Of course, miserable as Gonggong looked, he was actually still alive.

His Great Dao of Water was firmly protecting Gonggong's true spirit from the terrifying pressure around him. As for his Ancestral Witch body, which had been crushed into a lump...

Once the surrounding pressure was gone, the regenerative power of an Ancestral Witch body would restore it in the blink of an eye.

"The test results are good. Let him out!" With a thought, Ao Changsheng prepared to move Gonggong out of this great universe.

Then...

"Ha!"

Suddenly, a furious roar came from Gonggong's Ancestral Witch body, which had been crushed into a lump.

"This is..." Ao Changsheng froze and immediately stopped what he was doing, staring in surprise at the lump of "Gonggong" before him.

He didn't know whether it was an illusion, but in that roared "ha," he seemed to have sensed Pangu's will to split heaven and earth, the same will he had sensed at the source of time.

Is it Pangu's will, hidden deep within the Ancestral Witch bloodline?

Ao Changsheng couldn't help but speculate, his eyes fixed intently on the "Gonggong" before him.

In the end, all that surged out of Gonggong's body was an incomparably faint force.

That force was weaker even than a gentle push from a small child.

"This..." Ao Changsheng froze for a moment, then sighed.

Indeed, the great god Pangu had fallen in the end. Hundreds of millions of years had passed since the Primordial World was created, and Pangu had been dead for just as long.

Even if the Ancestral Witch bloodline contained his will, how much power could remain?

Just as Ao Changsheng was about to move Gonggong away.

A shocking sight appeared before him!

The endlessly chaotic matter and energy that Gonggong had been unable to calm even with all his strength were touched by that faint force.

And, strangely, they quieted down.

Though it was only a little, a tiny amount of matter and energy had undoubtedly reached a delicate balance, and that small patch of chaotic spacetime had also settled.

It was unlike before, when Gonggong had calmed the matter and energy around him, only for the surrounding chaotic matter and energy to throw it back into chaos.

The result of this faint force was like a miracle.

That tiny bit of balanced matter and energy seemed to act as a catalyst, causing the chaotic matter and energy around it to settle into balance.

Like a domino effect, more and more matter and energy rapidly fell into balance.

And the speed at which it spread grew faster and faster.

Soon, it surpassed the speed at which the pressure had spread through the endless matter and energy when Gonggong was being crushed.

And it continued to rise exponentially.

"This..."

Ao Changsheng, who had dodged the force and left the great universe at the very beginning, watched what was happening before him, dumbstruck.

"Is this... Pangu's power?"

Pangu's power had never been mere brute force, and pure brute force could never have created the vast Primordial World.

Only that miracle-like power was Pangu's power. Perhaps it had grown very faint.

But... it still contained the power to split heaven and earth.

With the support of his Dao field, Ao Changsheng watched this great world closely with his spiritual sense, which possessed a Sage's might.

One day, two days... one year, two years... A full ten years passed, and the power of miracles, now grown immensely, covered the entire great universe.

The endless matter and energy of the vast universe fell completely into balance, and the once-chaotic spacetime returned to normal.

As for Gonggong, who had brought about all this.

Over those ten years, at some unknown point, he had long since recovered from that lump of unidentifiable matter and regained his original, powerful Ancestral Witch body.

No, it was more than that.

After that Power of Pangu had been drawn out, Gonggong's Ancestral Witch body was different from before, though the change was extremely subtle.

But just like the Power of Pangu that had brought order to heaven and earth at the very beginning, the change gradually spread, until it reached Gonggong's entire Ancestral Witch body.

Hum-

The instant Gonggong's entire Ancestral Witch body completed its transformation, the Great Dao of Water that had been circling him all along suddenly trembled.

Then it plunged directly into Gonggong's body and rapidly fused with it.

Gonggong's realm rose rapidly, his Perfection Daluo cultivation undergoing an earth-shaking transformation.

This was!

Quasi-Sage!

At this time, Dao Ancestor Hongjun had yet to become a Sage, preach the Dao, and pass down the Secret Method of Severing the Three Corpses to attain the Dao.

Without alerting anyone, Gonggong had become the first Quasi-Sage of this era!

Although... he was still unconscious.