Primordial Era: Reborn as a Qi Immortal, Steadily Cultivating

Chapter 72 The Mysteries of the Witch Clan
Since the end of the Dragon Han Dynasty's initial calamity.

After the three ancient races declined in fortune and had to withdraw from the stage of the primordial world.

The witch and demon races arose in response to this need.

The demon race followed the will of Heaven, establishing a Heavenly Court atop the Thirty-Three Heavens, ruling over the stars and commanding all living beings. Their fortunes were at their peak, and their power extended throughout the universe.

The Wu tribe revered the Twelve Ancestral Witches, claiming to be the legitimate descendants of Pangu, and valuing bloodline above all else, thus multiplying and thriving on this vast land.

They do not cultivate their primordial spirit, nor do they respect heaven and earth.

With just that supreme physical body inherited from Pangu and the instinct to wield the laws, it was enough to rival the demon race with its overwhelming fortune and divide the world in two.

Among them, the twelve ancestral witches were like twelve pillars supporting the sky.

They firmly supported the entire Wu tribe's rule.

Among them are the Ancestral God of Space, Dijiang; the Ancestral God of Time, Zhujiuyin; the Ancestral God of Earth, Houtu; and the Ancestral God of Electricity, Xizi.

These four tribes are located in the center of the primordial world, guarding the Pangu Temple on Mount Buzhou, which is the sacred site of the Wu tribe.

The two tribes, Jumang, the ancestral witch of wood, and Qiangliang, the ancestral witch of thunder, are stationed in the eastern part of the prehistoric world.

The ancestral witch of gold, Ru Shou, and the ancestral witch of wind, Tian Wu, occupied the western part of the prehistoric world.

The ancestral witches of water, Gonggong, and rain, Xuanming, ruled over two tribes that constantly clashed with the territory of the Northern Darkness Demon Master, Kunpeng.

As for the vast and boundless southern part of the primordial wilderness, which is shrouded in endless fire elemental power year-round.

It was the territory of Shebi Shi, who controlled the seasons, and Zhu Rong, the fire god with a beast's head and a human body, riding two fire dragons.

Ma Yuan stood on the clouds, looking down at the vast, crimson land below.

He had a clear understanding of the overall structure of this primordial world.

He knew that these scattered shamans, who made their living by hunting lava beasts, must belong to one of the two great ancestral shaman tribes, Shebishi or Zhurong.

It's just that its specific ownership is unknown.

However, he wasn't in a hurry.

In the past, at the foot of Mount Buzhou, he spent hundreds of years observing the cultivation of the Wu tribe and sensing the oppressive power of Pangu.

This race disrespects Heaven and the sages, and only reveres Pangu.

Its formidable strength had already left a very deep impression on him.

"Although the demon race is called a single race, it is in fact a union of all races in the primordial world. Its power is complex and its strength lies in its vastness."

"The Wu Clan, with the strength of just one clan, is able to stand on equal footing with the Demon Court, which is united by all races, and even slightly surpass it."

Its individual strength and the domineering nature of its bloodline are truly unparalleled in the primordial world.

Ma Yuan sighed inwardly, gaining a deeper understanding of the power of this Pangu bloodline.

Legend has it that the twelve Ancestral Witches were all formed from the essence of Pangu's heart and blood. They were born with the ability to wield a law of heaven and earth, and their physical bodies were so powerful that they were comparable to innate treasures, indestructible through countless eons.

Ordinary shamans, though their bloodline is thin, still inherit a trace of the power of the Pangu God's bloodline.

Its physical body must also contain many unknown mysteries.

"The essence of Pangu's blood is infinitely mysterious..." Ma Yuan pondered to himself.

"The Wu Clan does not cultivate the primordial spirit, but focuses on refining the physical body, developing the power within the Pangu bloodline to its extreme."

Although this path is domineering and fierce, it also points directly to the origin of the Great Dao.

"If I can observe and comprehend the mysteries of its witch body, it will be of immeasurable benefit to my tempering of the Three Talents Dao Foundation, and even to the future forging of the Innate Five Elements Dao Body."

With this thought in mind, Ma Yuan had already made his decision.

He did not choose to go any further or take a detour.

Instead, it slowly descended from the clouds and landed on this crimson land filled with the aura of flames.

With a thought, he transformed Ao Xuan into an inconspicuous little black snake, which coiled around his arm, completely concealing its dragon-like demonic aura with the power of the Three Realms Dao.

This was not an unnecessary step he took.

Rather, the current conflict between the lich and the demon has already deeply penetrated the hearts of the people in the primordial world.

Legend has it that after the ancient Dragon-Han Calamity, when the three races declined, the dragon ancestor Zhulong voluntarily handed over the supreme authority to control Yin and Yang and the alternation of the sun and moon to the demon emperor Dijun in order to save his clan.

In exchange for the tacit approval of the demon race's heavenly court, they were able to eke out a living peacefully within the four seas.

For this reason, in the eyes of the witch clan, the dragon race had long been a vassal of the demon race.

If he were to swagger through the territory of this witch tribe with a golden immortal black dragon, it would undoubtedly attract endless trouble. Ma Yuan himself also concealed all the aura of a Taiyi Immortal Lord.

Like a true hermit in the mountains, he began his journey on foot across this desolate southern land.

And so, thousands of years passed.

For thousands of years, Ma Yuan did not actively seek contact with any Wu tribe.

He was merely an observer of the Dao.

They observed the daily lives and spiritual practices of these descendants of Pangu from afar.

He saw those physically powerful sorcerers, living and multiplying on this cruel land in the most primitive way.

He saw those witch children from the day they were born.

They would then be immersed in a medicinal pool made from the essence of various ferocious beasts and the poison of earthly fiery torment, tempering their muscles and bones in the most intense way.

He saw those adult shamans wrestling hand-to-hand with southern monsters as large as mountains in the most primitive way.

In the midst of life-or-death struggles, the supreme power hidden deep within their bloodlines is unleashed.

He also saw that those great shamans who had reached the bottleneck of their cultivation would venture deep into the most violent volcanic veins.

He drew upon the toxic fire from the earth's core to temper his already indestructible witch body in a way that was almost self-destructive!

To ordinary cultivators, this method of cultivation is tantamount to courting death.

But for these witches, it seemed perfectly natural.

“Using war to sustain war, using the body as a weapon… So that’s how it is. This is the body-refining method of the Witch Clan.”

As Ma Yuan observed, he verified these insights against his own Three Powers Dao Body.

He discovered that the body-refining techniques of the Wu tribe and his immortal body-refining methods, which pursued the harmony of the five elements and the balance of yin and yang, although they led to the same goal, had completely different emphases in the details.

The cultivation of the body in the immortal path emphasizes gradual progress, cultivating both internal and external aspects, tempering the physical body with laws, and governing the body's qi and blood with the primordial spirit.

The Wu tribe, on the other hand, took the concept of "destruction before construction" to its extreme!
They constantly use various extreme external forces to break the limits of their physical bodies, and then rely on their incomparably powerful bloodline regenerative abilities to reshape and sublimate them.

With each reshaping, their magical bodies become even more powerful, and their control over the laws advances further.

This insight was incredibly beneficial to Ma Yuan, opening up new avenues of thought for him.

This gave him countless ideas to learn from and reference on his path to perfecting his own Dao body.

While observing the Wu tribe's spiritual practices, Ma Yuan did not waste any time.

Although the southern part of this prehistoric land has a harsh environment, it has also nurtured many rare treasures that are uncommon in the outside world, containing pure fire and earth elemental energy.

He once found a piece of "Earth Core Fire Marrow" the size of a human head, burning with the fire of the earth veins, at the core of a dormant volcano that had been silent for countless eons.

This item is the essence of the earth's fire veins, making it not only a top-tier divine material for refining fire-elemental magic weapons, but also capable of setting up an incomparably powerful innate fire-elemental array.

They also discovered a vein of "ten-thousand-year-old fire jade" in an ancient cave covered by lava.

This jade is warm and smooth, containing pure yang energy, making it ideal for nurturing magical artifacts or serving as the energy core of formations.

These rare and precious spiritual materials, seldom seen in the outside world, were all unceremoniously collected by Ma Yuan into his leopard-skin pouch, or directly moved into the "Purple Necklace Heaven" to continuously enrich the foundation of this new world.

On one hand, they collected spiritual roots and immortal plants, as well as spiritual vein minerals, to enrich the foundation of the Dinghai Pearl.

While observing the actions of the witch clan, they verified their own path to enlightenment.

Ma Yuan felt that his already perfected Taiyi Dao Foundation had become even more solid through thousands of years of gradual accumulation.

He was getting closer and closer to the mid-stage of the Taiyi realm.

On this day, after Ma Yuan carefully transplanted the last superior-grade acquired spiritual root, the Li Huo Zhu Guo tree, into the Zi Ying Tian Zhong.

He finally stopped completely.

Before him stood a primitive shaman tribe built from countless enormous skeletons and volcanic rocks.

The center of the tribe.

A gigantic totem banner, thousands of feet tall, fluttered in the wind.

The banner did not depict the image of Zhu Rong or Shebi Shi, the ancestral shamans.

Instead, it is an ancient mythical beast totem with a ferocious appearance, a human face and tiger feet, and a snake in its mouth.

This is the Great Witch Tribe, named 'Yan'.

(End of this chapter)