Primordial Era: I, Huanglong, have refined all the heavens, and will not join the Chan Sect.

Chapter 69 The Awakening of the Witch Clan, the Innate Gourd Vine

"When opportunity knocks, there's no stopping it."

Looking at the hazy fog around him, Huang Long chuckled and, without choosing any direction, simply followed his instincts and walked forward.

He believed that he would unknowingly enter this innate grand formation.

That means you have a connection with the items in the formation. As long as you follow your instincts and move forward, it's only a matter of time before you find that spiritual object.

at the same time.

Buzhou Mountain, Pangu Temple.

This is the place where the twelve ancestral witches were born, and it is the sacred land of the witch clan.

The twelve ancestral witches sat solemnly among them, each with a serious expression.

Over the past three thousand years, the conflict between the Wu tribe and the Sun Temple has intensified.

In the beginning, thanks to Donghuang Taiyi's instructions, the Temple of the Sun did not actively seek trouble with the Wu Clan.

After all, the primordial world is so vast that even if we want to subdue Buzhou Mountain, there is no need to rush it in this short time.

Moreover, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were powerful, and there was no great enmity between them. In the initial battle, the Temple of the Sun God only lost some Golden Immortals and Taiyi Golden Immortals.

It would be unwise to make an enemy of the witch clan over such a trivial matter.

But gradually, for some unknown reason, their friction with the Taiwu tribe increased.

In the beginning, it was a few Taiyi Golden Immortals from the Temple of the Sun who rashly entered Buzhou Mountain and offended the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

These Taiyi Golden Immortals who disobeyed Donghuang Taiyi's orders are simply dead; the Sun God Temple would never waste its energy avenging them.

Until one day, when the Ancestral Witches were killing these Taiyi Golden Immortals, for various reasons, they actually fought with an army from the Temple of the Sun and killed several Daluo Golden Immortals.

From then on, the conflict between the Wu tribe and the Sun Temple intensified. From the perspective of the Sun Temple, in order to avoid the collapse of morale, Donghuang Taiyi could not forcefully suppress the matter.

All he could do was minimize casualties among the high-end combat forces on both sides and prevent an irreversible situation from occurring.

Di Jun and Bai Ze also felt that this matter was somewhat strange, but strangely, even with the help of the Hetu Luoshu to deduce the secrets of heaven, they did not get any results.

However, after discussing it, the two of them still supported Donghuang Taiyi's approach and tried their best to control the war with the Wu tribe.

Whether out of concern for the unknown or from the perspective of a leader, making enemies of the Witch Clan is not a wise move.

Even so, the casualties at the Temple of the Sun continued to increase day by day, with more and more Great Luo Golden Immortals joining the struggle for various reasons.

Even top-tier combatants like Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun had to intervene and fight the Twelve Ancestral Witches several times to protect the Great Luo Golden Immortals of the Sun God Temple.

The relationship between the Witch Clan and the Temple of the Sun is deteriorating, and some people are already bloodthirsty.

Now, beneath the feet of the Twelve Ancestral Witches lies a mountain of white bones and a sea of ​​blood.

"From this day forward, our Wu clan will no longer need to guard Mount Buzhou. I will let all living beings in the primordial world know that our Wu clan is the true orthodox lineage of the primordial world. Do they really think we can't see anything?!"

Zhu Jiuyin snorted coldly, and the other eleven Ancestral Witches also had murderous intent in their eyes.

But when they looked at the pool of blood in front of them, their gaze softened considerably.

Within this pool of blood lie their slumbering clansmen.

this day.

The blood pool churned, the laws manifested, and one after another, robust and powerful witch clan great witches awoke from among the blood clan.

Every great shaman is born with at least the cultivation level of a Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Famous great shamans such as Xing Tian, ​​Kua Fu, Hou Yi, and Jiu Feng.

Even after birth, its height exceeded a thousand feet, and its cultivation reached the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, comparable to some innate gods and demons.

After the Great Shaman comes the Divine Shaman.

Tens of thousands of divine shamans, each of them possessed at least the cultivation level of a Golden Immortal, and a few even had one foot in the door of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Following them were the Earth Witches and True Witches, who were numerous and all had reached the True Immortal realm in cultivation.

"Hahaha! Now it's time to let all the beings of the primordial world witness what the Witch Clan truly is!"

Looking at the hundreds of thousands of clansmen before him, the Twelve Ancestral Witches laughed loudly, their hearts surging with pride and boundless joy.

With these clansmen, we no longer need to defend Buzhou Mountain. If any creatures of the prehistoric world dare to invade Buzhou Mountain, our Wu clan can also fight our way out of Buzhou Mountain!

Then, the group of Wu tribesmen left Buzhou Mountain. Their first step was to completely occupy Buzhou Mountain and drive out all the outsiders.

What none of the witches present, nor even the twelve ancestral witches, noticed was that a wisp of energy, thinner than the color of hair and invisible and intangible, was wrapped around the heads of these people.

……

Time flies, and three hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Within the innate grand formation.

One day, Huang Long suddenly noticed that the surrounding gray fog had become even thicker. Following his senses, he walked forward for a month, making many twists and turns, until he arrived at a seemingly desolate valley.

In the heart of this valley, the fog is particularly thick, and a long vine can be vaguely seen.

"This is……"

Huang Long sensed something and strode forward to the vine.

The vine, like the surrounding mist, was grayish, with only a few scattered green leaves and seven stem marks of varying sizes.

A mysterious Daoist aura entwined around the vines, and one could sense its extraordinary nature simply by looking at it.

"This is a naturally occurring gourd vine?!"

Soon, Huanglong could see the roots of this gourd vine.

This is precisely the supreme innate spiritual root—the innate gourd vine!

According to the memories of the time traveler, the innate gourd vine grew on Mount Buzhou, took root in chaos, and used chaos as nourishment to give birth to seven innate gourds, each representing a different color: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple.

The crimson gourd was obtained by the Taoist Hongyun, who refined it into the Nine-Nine Soul-Destroying Gourd.

The purple gourd was obtained by the Taoist Taiqing, who refined it into the Purple-Gold Gourd.

The golden gourd was obtained by Nuwa and was eventually refined into a demon-summoning banner.

The yellow gourd is said to have been obtained by Lu Ya, or by Donghuang Taiyi, and was refined into the Immortal-Slaying Gourd.

A green gourd...

Each of these seven gourds possesses a mysterious function, and after being refined, they will all become top-grade innate spiritual treasures.

Unfortunately, after producing seven gourds, the original essence of the gourd vine was almost completely dried up.

Furthermore, after Pangu separated heaven and earth, there was not much chaotic energy left on Mount Buzhou.

Now that the innate gourd vine's original source is missing and there is no chaotic energy to provide nutrients, let alone growing new gourds, even maintaining its vitality is difficult this year.

If things continue like this, in another 30,000 to 50,000 years at most, the Chaos Gourd Vine will probably become the first top-grade innate spiritual root to die due to an accident.

"Is the key to keeping the innate gourd vine vibrant the chaotic energy...?"

Huang Long stroked his chin, a thoughtful expression on his face.

With Huanglong's current cultivation level, he is fully capable of entering the chaos beyond the heavens and bringing back some chaotic energy.

As for how to replenish the Chaos Gourd Vine's essence and make it grow new gourds, Huanglong wasn't very confident.

"Hmm... If innate mirage energy can be restored to its original state, perhaps this method can also be used on innate gourd vines."

Huang Long nodded slightly, then gently pressed his hand on the innate gourd vine.

"I can provide you with chaotic energy to maintain your vitality. As for how to restore your original state, there's no guarantee at the moment. That's all. Are you willing to follow me?"

(End of this chapter)