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

Chapter 71 Ancestral Witch Houtu, Befriending the Witch Clan

"stop!"

A crisp rebuke echoed throughout the land.

At that moment, the raging mountain wind stopped howling, and the flying pebbles were suspended in mid-air.

Under a terrifying pressure, it was as if the entire world had been frozen in place.

This is the terrifying power of a fully realized Great Luo Golden Immortal, this is the formidable strength of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Even the mere flow of one's own Daoist aura, or even just a shout, is enough to freeze space and render many Great Luo Golden Immortals powerless to resist.

Under this terrifying pressure, Huanglong could hardly lift his head and could not see the other party's appearance.

However, within Mount Buzhou, only the twelve ancestral witches of the Wu clan could unleash such terrifying pressure.

He was quite certain that the visitor was one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Even if Huanglong had obtained the inheritance of the Nine Netherworld Mother and witnessed a corner of Pangu's creation of the world, he would still be no match for the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Moreover, he had no intention of being enemies with the Witch Clan.

What Huanglong didn't expect was that during the years he was in seclusion, even the Twelve Ancestral Witches had already emerged.

Otherwise, he would never have acted as he does now, climbing Mount Buzhou without even a word, causing a misunderstanding among the Wu tribe.

Fortunately, the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not make a direct move, giving them some time to maneuver.

If this misunderstanding leads to me being severely injured and dying at the hands of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, then this blunder will be a huge disaster.

"hold head high--!"

With a long roar, Huanglong forcefully broke free from the shackles of this oppressive force, and the Pangu aura that Huanglong had habitually concealed was revealed.

The most revered being among the Wu tribe is the Great God Pangu. The best way to clear up misunderstandings is to reveal the aura of Pangu and show that they too have received the blessings of the Great God Pangu.

"what?"

As a soft exclamation rang out, the terrifying pressure that had enveloped this place suddenly vanished.

Huanglong was thus able to fully regain his mobility and looked up to see the enormous figure that was ninety thousand feet tall.

It has a human body and a snake's tail, seven hands behind its back, two hands in front of its chest, and both hands holding a flying snake.

"Houtu, the Ancestral Witch!"

According to the time traveler's memories, Huanglong recognized the person the moment he saw the figure.

This is none other than the ancestral witch Houtu, who will one day be reincarnated as the Lady Pingxin.

Huanglong immediately transformed into a human form dressed in a yellow robe and bowed to Houtu.

"This humble Taoist priest, Huanglong, greets the Ancestral Witch Houtu. I have entered Buzhou Mountain without permission, and I hope that Lady Houtu will not take offense."

"You recognize me?"

Seeing Huanglong transform into human form, the ancestral witch Houtu also transformed into a young woman, about the same height as Huanglong, and landed in front of Huanglong.

She wore a flowing pale yellow dress, her long, glossy black hair cascading down her back, her skin as white as snow, and her bare feet seemed to be connected to the earth. She exuded a holy and unapproachable aura.

"When I received the blessing of the Great God Pangu, I saw some things, including the appearance of the Goddess Houtu."

"I see. Since you have received the blessing of the Great God Pangu, you can naturally enter Buzhou Mountain. It was my Wu Clan that was reckless. I hope, um... I hope you will not take offense."

Houtu did not question what Huanglong said. To obtain a wisp of Pangu's aura, one must have gained the approval of Pangu's will.

Those who gain the approval of Pangu's will are friends of the Wu tribe and can naturally enter Buzhou Mountain.

Since Huanglong is a friend of the Wu tribe and is qualified to enter Buzhou Mountain, it would be the Wu tribe's fault if they acted rashly.

Then, Houtu imitated Huanglong's manner, bowing and making a gesture of apology to him.

"There's no need for that. It was my failure to reveal the aura of the Great God Pangu that led to the misunderstanding."

Huanglong hurriedly stepped aside; how could he dare accept Houtu's bow?

Houtu is one of the twelve ancestral witches, and in the future she will be reincarnated and become the earthly saint - Lady Pingxin.

Huanglong was just a young dragon. Even though he had accumulated a lot of merit and gained some good fortune, he dared not accept Houtu's bow.

"Huang Longdao, um... Fellow Daoist Huang Long, what's wrong with you? Is there something inappropriate about what I'm doing?"

Seeing Huanglong's exaggerated reaction, Houtu tilted her head slightly, a look of confusion appearing in her eyes.

"Hahaha, you are one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, how can I accept such a bow from you?"

Huanglong smiled and shook his head, then explained the intricacies to Houtu.

Houtu is one of the twelve ancestral witches, bearing the immense fortune of the witch clan. Ordinary beings cannot withstand even a single bow from such a figure.

"I see. It was my rashness that almost got you into trouble..."

After hearing Huang Long's explanation, Hou Tu's eyes showed a hint of apology, and a touch of embarrassment appeared on her usually calm and composed face, making her look even more lively.

"Oh, right."

At this moment, Houtu suddenly thought of something. With a gentle wave of her hand, she brought back the strong man of the Wu tribe who had been knocked away by the yellow dragon, and transformed him into the size of an ordinary person.

"Xingtian, this is Fellow Daoist Huanglong, a dragon recognized by the Great God Pangu and a friend of the Wu Clan. How could you rashly attack Fellow Daoist Huanglong? Apologize at once!"

That easily relieved the awkwardness.

"Fellow Daoist Huanglong, I didn't know you were a dragon, and I didn't mean to..."

The burly man, Xing Tian, ​​scratched his head, his eyes filled with resentment.

When Fellow Daoist Huanglong first appeared, he didn't reveal the aura of the Great God Pangu. How would I know he was a friend of the Wu Clan?

Besides, Houtu, you almost attacked me too, so why are you blaming me alone...?

Then Xing Tian took a few steps closer and lowered his voice slightly.

"Brother, could you please plead with Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, for me? Otherwise, she'll beat me up again..."

Huanglong: ...

With your loud voice, even if you lower your voice like this, Houtu couldn't possibly not hear you, okay...

"It's alright, it's alright. We became friends after our little misunderstanding!"

Huang Long remained silent for a moment, then smiled and waved his hand, naturally not blaming the other party for such a trivial matter.

What he didn't expect was that this burly man would become the future God of War, Xing Tian.

From now on, I, this humble Taoist, am also a dragon who has beaten Xing Tian.

Huanglong looked Xingtian up and down. To be fair, the physical bodies of the Wu Clan were indeed formidable. Such severe injuries, yet they were able to recover and move around so quickly.

Then, Huanglong made a hand seal and used the Immortal Green Wood Technique, unleashing a beam of green divine light to accelerate Xing Tian's recovery.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist. Xing Tian, ​​you can continue your patrol if you have nothing else to do."

Seeing that the awkwardness had eased and Xing Tian's injuries were not serious, Hou Tu once again gently waved her hand, sending Xing Tian to some unknown place.

After Xingtian "left", Houtu chatted with Huanglong for a while, then invited Huanglong to the Pangu Palace and introduced him to the other ancestral witches.

Due to the aura of Pangu and the approval of Buzhou Mountain, the Twelve Ancestral Witches quickly accepted this descendant of the Dragon Clan, allowing him to freely enter and leave Buzhou Mountain.

They promised that if Huanglong encountered any trouble, he could seek help from Buzhou Mountain, and the Wu tribe would provide him with some limited assistance.

(End of this chapter)