Primordial: From a grain of soil to the ancestor of all paths

Chapter 79: Hongjun attains enlightenment and the ancestor witch is born

"Rumble--"

The sky shook violently, and endless strange phenomena condensed into golden clouds of merit and auspiciousness all over the sky.

Nine towering golden sky bridges condensed from the nine directions of heaven and earth, accompanied by the sound of the avenue, and went directly to the chaos outside the prehistoric domain.

The starry sky blooms with brilliant divine light, and the endless sunlight, moonlight and stars burst out with infinite brilliant starlight.

Three hundred and sixty-five chaotic ancient stars emit endless brilliance, condensing into billions of brilliant avenue divine chains, composing the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, spreading boundless Taoist rhyme, and interpreting the law of nature and reincarnation!

"Lying high on the ninth cloud, I have attained the truth of the Tao on my cushion.

Beyond the universe and the dark yellow of heaven and earth, I shall be the supreme master.

The leader of the Xuanmen sect, one Qi transformed into Hongjun."

On top of nine majestic and sacred golden bridges.

There is a purple figure standing on the top of the prehistoric world. He is surrounded by three thousand great ways, overlooking the prehistoric world, exuding the aura of the supreme, sacred and majestic great way.

"I am Hongjun. Today I have attained the Dao and become a saint. Because all living beings in the prehistoric world cannot cultivate and have no way to attain the Dao, I will give a lecture in the Chaos Zixiao Palace after the Ten Yuan Meeting to benefit all living beings in the prehistoric world. Anyone who is predestined can come!"

"Rumble--"

As Hongjun's golden decree came down, the entire ancient world shook again.

The golden auspicious clouds in the sky condensed into vast golden merits, turning into golden pillars of merit that poured down towards him.

About one-third of the merits turned into garlands and golden lotuses, descending from the depths of the sky and sinking into the starry universe, as well as the vast mountains, rivers, land, and oceans.

In an instant.

The primitive world, which was originally expanding, began to grow rapidly.

The sky is getting higher and higher, the earth is getting wider and wider, the ocean is getting broader and broader, countless mountains and oases are expanding for tens of thousands of light years, and the innate spiritual veins are nourishing and growing, bursting out with pure innate spiritual energy.

Mountains rise from the ground, deserts and swamps come alive, innate elixir medicines break out of the ground, and rare birds and beasts compete to transform, circling and leaping between heaven and earth, singing with joy.

The entire ancient world seemed to have evolved at this moment, and all the mountains, rivers, and billions of living things had obtained great opportunities and great fortunes.

"Hongjun has achieved enlightenment and become a saint!——"

Taichu and countless ancient powerful beings sensed this scene and looked up at the sky at the same time.

When everyone saw that extremely noble purple figure overlooking all living beings in the ancient world, they had different thoughts, but they all understood in their hearts that the ancient world had entered a new era.

The ruler of the new era is undoubtedly the first saint in the prehistoric world - Hongjun!
"Congratulations to Saint Hongjun for achieving enlightenment. May he live a long and prosperous life!"

"Congratulations to Saint Hongjun for achieving enlightenment. May he live a long and prosperous life!"

Just as billions of creatures in the prehistoric world were congratulating and paying homage to Hongjun, the entire prehistoric world began to shake again.

"boom--"

The pillar of the ancient world, Mount Buzhou, was seen shaking slightly, and a palace shaped like a head appeared. The moment the palace appeared, billions of stars in the ancient world poured out endless light from the sun, moon and stars.

All the ancestral mountains, rivers, lakes and seas on the continent resonated with it, bursting out with strands of special earth vein power, converging towards Mount Buzhou and this palace like a pilgrim.

This hall is exactly the transformation of Pangu’s head - Pangu Hall!
"witch--"

"witch--"

Twelve figures filled with surging energy and blood rushed straight into the sky from the hall, shattering the strange vision of the great Dao caused by Hongjun's becoming a saint in the ancient world.

"I am——Di Jiang!"

"I am—Jumang!"

"I am—Zhu Rong!"

"I am Rushu!" "I am Gonggong!"

"I am—Xuan Ming!"

"I am——Qiangliang!"

"I am——Tian Wu!"

"I am—Zhu Jiuyin!"

"I am—Yanzi!"

"I am—Shebishi!"

"I am—Hou Tu!"

The twelve ancestor witches soared into the sky, announcing to the ancient world that they had transformed into human form. Then they practiced the inherited technique "Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art", activating the merits of creating the world that they had inherited, and solemnly swore an oath.

"The Great Dao is above, the Father God is above. As the authentic descendants of the Father God, we, the twelve witch ancestors, have been blessed by the Father God's destiny and fortune. To uphold the Father God's will, we have established the witch clan in the Father God's name to manage the prehistoric world for the Father God and bring benefits to the prehistoric world!"

"From now on, my Wu clan will not respect the heavens or the earth, but only our Father God Pangu!"

"Rumble--"

When the twelve ancestor witches swore to the Great Dao and Pangu with their own blessings and fortune to establish the witch clan, they were immediately recognized by the Great Dao and the will of the ancient world. Then the sky began to shake violently, condensing into endless auspicious clouds and turning into a golden sea of merit clouds.

"Wow—"

Twelve golden pillars of merit poured down towards the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and about 30% of them landed on Pangu Hall. Accompanied by bursts of the sound of the Great Dao, the entire sky showed a strange vision of the Great Dao with golden lotuses falling from the sky and emerging from the ground.

"Just who are these twelve Ancestral Witches? How dare they establish the Witch Clan at the very moment when Sage Hongjun attained sainthood? And even swore an oath to 'respect neither heaven nor earth, but only Father God Pangu.' Are they provoking Sage Hongjun?"

"The Twelve Ancestral Witches claim to be the authentic Pangu, but what about the Three Pure Ones, the incarnations of Pangu's spirit? Are there two authentic Pangus?"

"These twelve ancient witches are so brave that they dare to openly challenge Hongjun, the first sage of the prehistoric world. Aren't they afraid that Hongjun will make a move and kill them in one fell swoop?"

Countless powerful men were just immersed in the shock of Hongjun's ascension to sainthood, but they did not expect the Twelve Ancestral Witches to suddenly appear.

Not only did he shatter Hongjun's vision of becoming a saint, he even swore a great oath: "I will not respect the heavens, I will not respect the earth, I will only respect the Father God Pangu!"

Is this a blatant provocation to the saint Hongjun?

Just as a group of powerful men were paying close attention to the follow-up, they saw that the supreme purple figure on the nine towering golden bridges did not make any move.

He just glanced at the Twelve Ancestral Witches of Buzhou Mountain and then disappeared in the ancient world.

at the same time.

After seeing this scene, the Three Pure Ones who were in seclusion in their respective temples were somewhat envious of the merits and rewards received by the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but at the same time they could not help but get furious.

For the three brothers.

As the incarnation of Pangu's primordial spirit, I am the most authentic Pangu. You, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, are merely the incarnations of Pangu's essence and blood. What qualifications do you have to snatch the title of Pangu's authentic from me, the Three Pure Ones?
To know.

Pangu Authentic is not just a title, but represents the recognition and blessing of the ancient world and Pangu's will.

As the creator god of the ancient world, the legacy and fortune he left behind were fixed. If one more Pangu got a share, he would get one less share.

How could the arrogant Three Pure Ones allow the Twelve Ancestral Witches to snatch away their legacy and fortune?

"Shh-"

There was no hesitation.

The Three Pure Ones flew directly from East Kunlun to Mount Buzhou in perfect harmony.

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