Honghuang Xuanyang Dao

Chapter 219 Pangu's Heart
"Please, True Immortal Xuanyang, wait a moment!"

Upon hearing Xuanming's voice, Li Xuanyang looked at the Ancestral Witch Hall with a half-smile and asked knowingly, "I wonder what business the Ancestral Witch has with this humble Taoist?"

“Master, why ask a question you already know the answer to!” Xuanming’s voice rang out again in the Ancestral Witch Hall, addressing Li Xuanyang.

"I truly do not know!" Li Xuanyang smiled and shook his head, making no attempt to mention Zhu Rong.

Upon hearing this, Xuanming remained silent for a long while before speaking again: "Why don't you come inside and discuss this in detail, Master?"

“Alright!” Faced with Xuanming’s invitation, Li Xuanyang readily agreed and then turned to Zhen Yuanzi and Xuanyin Daoist, saying, “Why don’t you two fellow Daoists go together and see the Ancestral Witch Hall?”

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi glanced at Li Xuanyang in surprise. Seeing that Li Xuanyang smiled without saying a word, Zhen Yuanzi nodded and said, "Fellow Daoist, what you say is exactly what I was thinking. The Ancestral Witch Hall is a relic of the Great God Pangu. I have never seen it before. Now it is a good opportunity to go with you and see it for myself."

Seeing that Zhen Yuanzi had agreed, Xuan Yin Daoist was somewhat tempted and nodded to Li Xuanyang.

The three descended from the clouds and arrived at the entrance of the Ancestral Witch Hall.

"Fellow Daoists, please restrain your primordial spirit and magical power later, and do not use your divine sense to perceive things," Li Xuanyang reminded them, and took the lead in stepping into the Ancestral Witch Hall.

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi and Xuan Yin Daoist exchanged glances, indicating that Li Xuanyang was quite familiar with the Ancestral Witch Hall.

Thinking back to the overwhelming pressure and divine might of Pangu that had just emanated from the palace, the two became even more curious about the Ancestral Witch Palace.

However, when they followed Li Xuanyang into the Ancestral Witch Hall, they found that it was not the dazzling light and auspicious clouds they had imagined.

Instead, the interior of the hall looked quite ordinary, without any dazzling lights or imposing atmosphere. The entire hall was empty, with only a few dozen thick stone pillars and some stone chairs and benches, which was quite disappointing.

"Greetings, three esteemed masters!" Xuanming and Tianwu, their faces pale, approached and bowed to Li Xuanyang and the other two.

"I wonder what the Ancestral Witch wishes to discuss with me in detail?" Li Xuanyang asked with a smile, bowing to Xuanming and Tianwu in return.

“Since you won’t speak, then I, Xuanming, will have to be frank.” Seeing that Li Xuanyang was avoiding the topic, Xuanming frowned slightly and spoke directly to Li Xuanyang, “I wonder how you intend to deal with Brother Zhurong?”

Zhu Rong!

"So the Ancestral Witch wanted to inquire about this matter?" Li Xuanyang chuckled, waved his hand and summoned the Innate Yin-Yang Divine Diagram, which transformed into a black and white divine light, releasing Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong was severely injured and bound by divine light, his face turning deathly pale. He had just managed to transform into a primordial deity, coexisting with the Dao, and was about to witness the Wu tribe return to the primordial world and restore its former prosperity.

Before they could even rejoice, the sages came knocking on their door. Not only did Gonggong meet his end, but the matter of the Ancestral Witch Palace and the relics of the Father God was also exposed. Even the Witch Clan, who had followed them to the prehistoric world, suffered heavy casualties and had long since lost all hope.

Upon seeing that Li Xuanyang had released her, Zhu Rong gave Li Xuanyang a cold look, then turned her head to the other side without saying a word.

Seeing Zhu Rong's rudeness, Li Xuanyang didn't mind. Instead, he chuckled softly and said to Zhu Rong, "The Ancestral Witch painstakingly transformed into a primordial deity, but in the end, she ended up like this, even being included in my catalogue. She must be feeling resentful now!"

In response to Li Xuanyang's words, Zhu Rong merely snorted coldly and remained silent.

“Why bother with further words, fellow Daoist!” Zhen Yuanzi glanced at Zhu Rong and said indifferently, “Since Zhu Rong has already transformed into a primordial deity and is no longer the ancestral witch of the Wu clan, why not hand him over to fellow Daoist Zhulong to kill?”

Xuan Yin Daoist first glanced at Zhen Yuanzi in surprise, then seemed to understand something, and said indifferently to Zhu Rong on the ground: "Fellow Daoist is right. In my opinion, it is better to leave it to Fellow Daoist Zhulong to kill."

"Moreover, after today's events, Zhu Rong must harbor resentment towards the Xuanmen. Although you are not afraid, it is hard to guarantee that he will not harm other Xuanmen fellow practitioners!"

"Two True Immortals!" Upon hearing Zhen Yuanzi and Xuan Yin Daoist's words, Xuan Ming's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly said to Li Xuan Yang, "Please, True Immortals, show mercy. No matter what wrong Brother Zhu Rong has done, he is still the Ancestral Witch of my Wu Clan. Please, True Immortals, for the sake of Hou Tu, forgive Brother Zhu Rong this once. Xuan Ming will be eternally grateful!"

"Please, Master, show mercy! Our Wu Clan will be eternally grateful!" Xuanming and Tianwu bowed to Li Xuanyang in unison, pleading for Zhurong's life.

"Do you two Ancestral Witches intend for me to release Zhu Rong?" Li Xuanyang asked with a smile, looking at Xuanming and Tianwu.

"If you have any requests, please speak them. If we can fulfill them, we will certainly not refuse!" Upon hearing Li Xuanyang's words, Xuanming eagerly presented his conditions to Li Xuanyang, clearly intending to get Li Xuanyang to spare Zhu Rong.

Now that Gonggong has fallen, Xuanming and Tianwu cannot bear to see Zhurong perish as well. Even if it comes at a price, they must save Zhurong.

"I don't want any conditions," Li Xuanyang said slowly, then looked at Xuanming and Tianwu, and suddenly changed his tone, "However, when the Ancestral Witch Houtu visited me at Xuanyang Mountain to ask for an enhancement of the power of the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, she promised me that I could go to the Ancestral Witch Hall and choose any of the items I wanted. I wonder if the two Ancestral Witches still remember?"

"So that's how it is!" Zhen Yuanzi and Xuan Yin Daoist glanced at Zhu Rong and both showed a look of understanding.

Upon hearing Li Xuanyang's words, Xuanming immediately remembered the matter and bowed to Li Xuanyang, thanking him and saying, "Rest assured, Master, since it is something my Wu clan has promised, we will naturally not go back on our word."

Before he could finish speaking, Xuanming formed a hand seal and unleashed a divine light that fell into the void above the hall, creating a golden portal.

"You are welcome to enter and choose whatever you like!" Xuanming felt relieved and pointed to the golden portal.

"Innate spiritual light!" Looking into the golden portal, Zhen Yuanzi and Xuan Yin Daoist showed surprise. Even through the portal, they could still feel a trace of innate energy, and even the aura of innate spiritual light emanating from it.

But Li Xuanyang didn't even glance at the golden portal. Instead, he calmly addressed Xuanming and Tianwu, saying, "Two Ancestral Witches, did you not understand what I just said?"

"What do you mean, Master?" Tianwu frowned and asked Li Xuanyang, puzzled.

"I do not want anything of the primordial kind!" Li Xuanyang glanced into the depths of the Ancestral Witch Hall and said, "Have you two Ancestral Witches forgotten that you promised me that I could choose anything!"

"What does the Master wish to choose?" Xuanming and Tianwu asked Li Xuanyang in a deep voice, their eyes narrowing.

"A relic of the Great God Pangu!" A divine light flashed on Li Xuanyang's body as he manifested the Chaos Divine Light, transforming it into a hazy gray radiance that enveloped himself, Xuanming, and Tianwu as he spoke.

Upon hearing this, Xuanming and Tianwu's expressions changed drastically, and they stared intently at Li Xuanyang, saying, "Is the True Man joking?"

"It is true that the Ancestral Witch Palace was left by the Father God, but it is an object used to suppress the Nine Netherworlds. If there is any disturbance, it will cause a great disaster."

"Or is it that the True Person intends to disobey the decree of the Dao Ancestor Hongjun?"

"When did I ever say I wanted the Ancestral Witch Palace?" Li Xuanyang suddenly chuckled and said.

Hearing Li Xuanyang's words, Xuanming shook his head and said, "Aside from the Ancestral Witch Hall and the twelve Heavenly God and Fiend Banners, my Witch Clan has no other relics of the Father God, otherwise we would not have fallen to such a state."

"Hehe, you two Ancestral Witches, don't be so quick to deny it. Since I can mention the relics of the Great God Pangu, I must know the secrets of the Witch Clan," Li Xuanyang said slowly.

"At the beginning of the primordial world, the great god Pangu perished, and his body transformed into all things in the universe, among which his two eyes became the moon and the sun..."

Li Xuanyang recounted the story of how the great god Pangu transformed into all things in the universe, one by one, which made Xuanming and Tianwu's expressions grow increasingly gloomy.

"But there was one thing that did not transform into all things in the universe, but instead fell into the depths of the earth and has been preserved in the Ancestral Witch Hall ever since."

"I wonder if what I said is correct!"

"What exactly does the True Man want to say?" Xuanming asked Li Xuanyang after a moment of silence. "It is the Heart of Pangu!" Li Xuanyang said in a startling statement.

Long ago, the great god Pangu created the world and perished. His body transformed into all things in the universe, but his heart fell into the depths of the earth.

The twelve drops of essence blood contained within, tainted with the turbid energy of the earth, ultimately gave birth to the twelve ancestral witches of the witch clan.

Li Xuanyang had only guessed this earlier; otherwise, he wouldn't have believed that the Ancestral Witch Palace possessed such power that it could condense the true form of Pangu solely from the remaining pressure of Pangu and the divine might of creation.

In contrast, the Heart of Pangu is the source of Pangu's essence and blood, and it also gave birth to twelve ancestral witches, containing the power of Pangu's life force.

Only in this way can the true form of Pangu be brought together.

"What!" Upon hearing Li Xuanyang suddenly mention the Heart of Pangu, Xuanming and Tianwu were shocked. They were about to reveal their true forms as ancestral witches and shouted at Li Xuanyang, "How did you know about this?"

This matter was concealed by the Wu Clan. Apart from the twelve Ancestral Wu, even the great Wu such as Xing Tian, ​​Xiang Liu, and Jiu Feng, as well as the thirteenth Ancestral Wu of that year, did not know about it.

But Li Xuanyang said it outright.

If this matter were to get out, even if the Dao Ancestor Hongjun had spoken, the Ancestral Witch Hall would likely be razed to the ground, and the remaining Ancestral Witches might even be wiped out.

"The two Ancestral Witches seem to be speaking ill of me. Do you intend to question me?" Li Xuanyang looked at Xuanming and Tianwu with a half-smile, but the chaotic divine light around him burst forth and crashed down on the two of them.

When Zhen Yuanzi and Xuan Yin Daoist outside saw Xuan Ming and Tian Wu suddenly exuding a murderous aura, they couldn't help but exchange glances, wondering what the three of them were talking about, as they seemed ready to fight Li Xuan Yang to the death.

Just as the two were surprised, they suddenly turned around and looked towards the entrance of the main hall. They saw a shaman walk in and shout at Xuanming and Tianwu in the chaotic divine light, "Don't be rude!"

The visitor was none other than the Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang, who resided deep within the eighteen levels of hell. His purpose in coming here was self-evident.

"So it's the Ancestral Witch Dijiang who's here!" Upon hearing Dijiang's voice, Li Xuanyang's chaotic divine light subsided, and he smiled as he spoke to Dijiang.

"Big brother!" Tianwu felt a sense of relief and quickly transmitted his voice to Dijiang.

Li Xuanyang did not stop him from doing so.

After a long while, Dijiang's expression changed, and he looked at Li Xuanyang deeply before saying, "This item is indeed in the Ancestral Witch Hall, but I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

"Oh!" Li Xuanyang's eyes lit up, and he asked Dijiang with great interest, "I wonder what the Ancestral Witch Dijiang means by this?"

“You will know once you come with me, True Man.” Dijiang did not explain further and strode into the depths of the Ancestral Witch Hall.

"Please wait a moment, fellow Daoists, I'll be right back!" As he spoke, Li Xuanyang waved his hand, and a divine light struck Zhu Rong, freeing him from his restraints. He then stepped forward and followed Di Jiang away.

Although Zhen Yuanzi and Xuan Yin Daoist were puzzled as to what Li Xuanyang and Di Jiang were talking about, they did not ask any further questions.

This was not something Li Xuanyang intentionally concealed; rather, the Heart of Pangu was so precious that it might even surpass the value of innate treasures.

For Taiqing Daoist, Yuqing Daoist, and Shangqing Daoist in particular, the importance of Pangu's Heart even surpasses that of innate treasures.

The two walked further and further away, gradually leaving the area of ​​the Ancestral Witch Palace. Li Xuanyang then discovered that Dijiang was leading him deeper into the earth, and they even gradually arrived at the Nine Netherworld.

The surrounding area was ravaged by spatial storms, with chaotic earthly evil energy and dense chaotic and nine-ninth energy emanating from it.

These chaotic auras were so mixed together that even a quasi-saint with great supernatural powers would not dare to take a single step without the protection of an innate spiritual treasure, otherwise he would surely be annihilated, body and soul.

However, Li Xuanyang seemed completely unaffected by these auras, not even bothering to unleash his protective divine light, causing Di Jiang's eyes to narrow in surprise.

"I have often heard that the Immortal's Chaotic Undying Body is a method of proving the Dao through force, and its divine power is immeasurable, even surpassing the true body of the Ancestral Witch of my Witch Clan."

"Seeing it today, it's indeed true!" Dijiang suddenly exclaimed in praise.

"The Ancestral Witches praise you!" Li Xuanyang smiled and looked at Dijiang, only to see Dijiang's body shimmering with divine light, protected by the laws of space. A strange light flashed in Dijiang's eyes. "I have also heard that you Ancestral Witches took form in the Nine Netherworlds. How could you possibly fear the aura here?"

Looking at the increasingly dense chaotic energy and the occasional fragments of space passing by, Dijiang smiled bitterly and said to Li Xuanyang, "The True Man overestimates us Ancestral Witches. Chaotic energy can erode and assimilate all things. Even though we Ancestral Witches are not afraid of the Earthly Fiend Qi and the Nine Nether Qi, we cannot ignore the chaotic energy like the True Man does."

"Otherwise, our Wu clan would not have left this place and ventured to the primordial land!"

This place is deep within the earth, located at the border between the primordial land and the Nine Netherworld. Further ahead lies the legendary Nine Netherworld.

As they were about to enter the Nine Netherworld, Li Xuanyang suddenly asked, "Could it be that the Heart of Pangu is not in the primordial world, but deep within the Nine Netherworld?"

As Li Xuanyang sensed the Nine Netherworld Qi becoming increasingly intense, he gradually began to have some doubts, and at this moment he asked Di Jiang about it.

“This is not the Nine Netherworld.” Di Jiang shook his head and said to Li Xuanyang, “Please wait a moment, Master.”

After speaking, Dijiang suddenly stopped and spat out a mouthful of golden blood essence. He then formed hand seals and released beams of light that fell into the golden blood essence.

Golden rays of light burst forth from it, gradually merging into the void until they disappeared completely.

Suddenly, a bright light shone forth, and a trace of Pangu's aura appeared out of thin air, sweeping away all the surrounding auras and revealing a black hole tens of feet in size, from which countless auras emanated.

"True man, do not use your primordial spirit and divine sense to investigate!" As Di Jiang spoke, he transformed into a beam of divine light and flew into the black hole.

Seeing this, Li Xuanyang's body flashed with chaotic divine light, and he followed closely behind Dijiang. The next moment, Li Xuanyang had a feeling that he had left the prehistoric world, but he was not in the chaotic void. It was an indescribable feeling, somewhat similar to arriving in the Xuanhuang Realm.

In a short while, Li Xuanyang felt a powerful aura emerge from the void, causing his primordial spirit and magical power to stagnate.

"We've arrived!" Dijiang suddenly pointed to the depths of the void ahead and said, "The Father God's possession that the True Man desires is right here!"

Upon hearing this, Li Xuanyang subconsciously looked around and saw that the sky in front of him was empty, devoid of anything, and filled with chaotic energy.

Just as he was feeling puzzled, a golden boulder the size of a mountain suddenly appeared in the void, stretching as far as the eye could see.

An invisible and intangible, enormous aura emanated from it, spreading out in an extremely chaotic manner.

It was none other than the oppressive power of Pangu and the divine might of creation that Li Xuanyang had once felt.

In Li Xuanyang's eyes, he seemed to see a towering giant, roaring angrily at the sky with a face full of resentment, as if it were complaining about the injustice of the Great Dao, and even seemed to contain a trace of helplessness.

After a full half-cup of tea's time, Li Xuanyang finally withdrew his gaze and asked Dijiang, "Is this the heart of the Great God Pangu?"

(End of this chapter)