Honghuang: Eat a Hunyuan Daluo

Chapter 46: Hou Tu Condensed Spirit

After hearing Bai Jing's words, Hou Tu frowned slightly. Are the demons unable to sit still?
Hou Tu always knew that her brothers had different expectations of her.

When the brothers first listened to the teachings in Zixiao Palace, although they didn't say it, they were definitely quite afraid of the saint Hongjun in their hearts.

Otherwise, they would not have started to practice in seclusion after the lecture in Zixiao Palace, and they would not have broken through the sixth level of Xuan Gong one after another.

After the second lecture in Zixiao Palace, Houtu learned that what Hongjun taught was not suitable for the Wu clan.

Fortunately, the Wu Clan had an ally in Bai Jing at this time. With Bai Jing's help, the Wu Clan clarified their future path and placed all their hopes on the tunnel.

But in the end, strength is what is respected in the Honghuang world, and his brothers all hope that a saint comparable to Hongjun will appear in the Wu clan.

There is no doubt that the brothers placed their hopes on her. After all, according to Fellow Daoist Bai Jing, she was the only one among the Twelve Ancestral Witches who had the potential to give birth to a primordial spirit.

Now that Fellow Daoist Bai Jing has helped to obtain the innate immortal spiritual light, Hou Tu knows that as long as she makes use of this spiritual light, she will be able to condense her own primordial spirit.

With the primordial spirit, the speed of understanding the law of reincarnation will inevitably be greatly accelerated. At present, Hou Tu has mastered 50% of the law of reincarnation.

Hou Tu herself was also surprised at the speed of her enlightenment. The main reason was that the Path of Reincarnation was so compatible with her. If she had her primordial spirit and was given two to three Yuanhui of time, she should be able to completely control the Path of Reincarnation through her own enlightenment and attain the status of a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

And this is exactly what the brothers expected.

Thinking of this, Hou Tu no longer hesitated and grasped the ray of innate immortal spiritual light.

The moment the spiritual light entered her body, Hou Tu began to guide the spiritual light into her sea of consciousness and slowly merge it with her true spiritual nature.

While Hou Tu was concentrating her primordial spirit, on the demon clan side, Di Jun learned that all the members of the witch clan and the ancestor witches had returned to Mount Buzhou, and he immediately summoned the great demons of the demon clan to discuss the matter.

After nearly 20,000 years of cultivation, Di Jun's Taoist injuries have almost healed. In fact, because of the destruction of the Immortal Court, the demon clan has gathered a lot of luck, which has allowed Di Jun's cultivation to reach a higher level and break through to the late stage of Quasi-Saint.

Donghuang Taiyi took the path of proving himself through force. Even if he had the luck of the demon clan, he could not break through because he did not fully comprehend the laws. But this did not mean that Donghuang Taiyi had no progress. His strength was much stronger than when he destroyed the Immortal Court.

After years of seclusion, Fuxi had killed the second corpse and entered the middle stage of quasi-saint.

The three demon kings made great progress in strength. In addition, Kunpeng, who had gained a lot of merit by creating the demon text, also killed the second corpse and broke through to the middle stage of quasi-saint.

The ten great demon saints of the demon race also took advantage of the luck of the Immortal Court and successfully beheaded all the corpses, entering the quasi-saint realm.

Among the demon clan today, there is one late quasi-saint, three middle quasi-saints, and ten early quasi-saints. With such powerful high-end combat power, in the eyes of the demon clan, the witch clan is nothing but ants that can be destroyed with a flip of a hand.

So when they learned that the ancestors of the Witch Clan had returned to Pangu Temple, the great monsters of the Demon Clan decided to send troops to the Witch Clan almost without hesitation.

Emperor Jun laughed loudly and said, "Great! You are worthy of being the sons of my demon clan! Then gather the troops and call back all the clan members who are fighting outside, and then follow me to crush the witch clan!"

Di Jun did not realize that after he issued this order, a layer of haze covered the golden dragon of heaven's luck, faintly mixed with a hint of the aura of great calamity.

Before we knew it, a hundred years had passed in the blink of an eye.

Ever since she and her brother joined the demon clan, Nuwa has never set foot into the ancestral land of the witch clan again.

Now that the demon army was about to attack, Nuwa made an appointment with Xuanming to meet.

After many years, standing at the foot of Mount Buzhou again, Nuwa's first feeling was that she felt uncomfortable all over. The foot of Mount Buzhou at this time was completely different from the last time she came here.

The air was not only filled with the witch clan's unique evil spirit, but also with a faint gray-black calamity. Nuwa sighed. This sacred mountain that supported the ancient world would soon become the home of the war between witches and liches. Once this war broke out, I'm afraid the calamity here would increase countless times!
"Nuwa, why are you sighing again? During this Yuanhui, every time I saw you, you sighed."

Hearing Xuanming's voice ringing in her ears, Nuwa restrained her emotions and turned to Xuanming and said, "Xuanming, are you Wu people really unwilling to take a step back?"

Xuan Ming didn't say anything but just shook his head.

Xuanming's attitude was so firm that Nuwa thought of the scene a hundred years ago when she asked her brother and the demon clan was unwilling to take a step back.

At that time, her brother also shook his head firmly.

At this moment, Nuwa already knew that the war between the wizards and the liches was inevitable.

"Nuwa, I know you have always wanted to stop the war between the two tribes, but given the current situation, I'm afraid you can't stop it."

"Xuan Ming, I hope that the day will never come when we meet in battle." After saying that, he turned into a ray of light and returned to his own dojo.

Xuan Ming smiled. She was actually looking forward to having a fight with her best friend.

Looking back at Pangu Temple, Hou Tu, who had been silent for a hundred years, suddenly opened her eyes. A divine light burst out from her eyes, and her whole temperament became more ethereal.

Bai Jing flipped his hand and a Nine Revolutions Golden Pill appeared in his hand. This golden pill was obtained by Bai Jing in exchange for the immortal material ore contaminated by chaotic energy from Laozi during the third lecture in Zixiao Palace. There were three of them in total.

Bai Jing snapped his fingers and the Nine-Revolution Golden Pill flew to Hou Tu's hand.

Hou Tu took the elixir and swallowed it without hesitation.

In an instant, Hou Tu completed the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head and the Five Qis Returning to the Origin.

After only a moment's pause, Hou Tu's three flowers began to bloom.

The other ancestor witches and Bai Jing all stared at Hou Tu's three flowers.

There was no pause from the first grade, the second grade, all the way to the eighth grade when the flower bloomed.

After the flower blossomed to its eighth level, Hou Tu revealed her true form.

Hou Tu was transformed from Pangu's essence and blood, and was absolutely the authentic Pangu. How could the eighth level of flower blooming be her limit?
At the moment the true body was revealed, Hou Tu's flower blossomed to the ninth level, and a powerful wave of magic power swept across the entire Pangu Palace.

"Hahaha! I succeeded!" Zhu Rong said with a big laugh.

The other witch ancestors also had smiles on their faces.

Bai Jing also smiled. At this point, he had paid back half of what he owed to the great god Pangu.

Hou Tu has condensed her own primordial spirit. Even if Hou Tu has to reincarnate in the future, she will not disappear, and she will not be a witch anymore.

If one has a primordial spirit, he or she can carry the vast amount of merits after reincarnation. At the very least, he or she can be a saint with merits like Nuwa. Naturally, he or she will not be restricted in the underworld and unable to leave.

With the presence of the saint Hou Tu, the Witch Clan has a way out, and Bai Jing's other plans can be carried out more unscrupulously.

(End of this chapter)