Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

The information contained in that drop of ancestral witch blood was, in fact, a great method for cultivating the physical body.

According to the information left in Houtu's blood, this method of cultivating the physical body was compiled by the twelve ancestral witches based on the information left to them by Pangu.

The entire cultivation process is divided into three stages, the first of which is the cultivation of the Great Luo Realm.

The second stage is the Primordial Golden Immortal, which corresponds to the current Quasi-Saint realm of cultivation.

The third type is the cultivation of the Primordial Golden Immortal, which is now known as the Saint realm.

However, the Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Third Incarnation only sorted out a part of Pangu's inheritance, and they were also comprehending it themselves, so it was not perfect.

Houtu, the ancestral witch, directly explained this situation in it.

There is also a small portion of information about cultivation methods below the Great Luo Realm. These methods were created by Houtu and the other twelve Ancestral Witches based on the information contained in their heritage and combined with the bodies of the Witch Clan.

It is divided into five stages, corresponding to the realms of True Immortal, Celestial Immortal, Mysterious Immortal, Golden Immortal, and Taiyi Golden Immortal in the cultivation of immortality.

Huang Long looked at this cultivation method speechlessly. You call it the "Nine Revolutions Profound Technique", but it only has eight revolutions, and the last revolution is only a half-finished product.

If it is said to be the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, it directly points to the Primordial Golden Immortal, so it cannot be that protective method of the Chan Sect.

However, Huang Long felt that the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique was better. As for the missing revolution, it only corresponded to the realm below True Immortal. With his current cultivation level of Great Luo Realm, he naturally could not evolve to a higher level, but if he wanted to go down, it would be a piece of cake.

This drop of ancestral witch's essence blood was left to Huanglong by the ancestral witch Houtu, so that he could comprehend its true meaning and better cultivate this physical body method.

Huanglong put the cap back on the bottle containing the essence blood of the Ancestral Witch, and then, along with the two innate spiritual roots, ventured deep into the Xuanhuang Realm.

Huanglong said to Houyi and Kuafu, "I am very satisfied with what the Ancestral Witch has brought out. This deal is done."

"I will forge a bow and arrow for Hou Yi that can shoot down the golden crow."

but......

Huang Long paused, meeting Hou Yi's somewhat nervous gaze, and slowly said, "I need your full cooperation!"

Hearing Huang Long's words, Hou Yi visibly breathed a sigh of relief. He only needed Huang Long's cooperation and there were no other special requirements.

"Brother Huanglong, please tell me how you need my cooperation, and I will do my best to cooperate."

Huanglong led Houyi away from the Wu tribe and across hundreds of millions of miles of land to the outer edge of the Undying Volcano.

Looking at the dark red earth, what flowed through the cracks was not magma, but a more condensed and violent earth vein fire essence, the terrifying temperature of which was enough to make ordinary Golden Immortals hesitate.

On the edge of a particularly active volcano, Huanglong and Houyi stopped.

Huang Long was always dressed in a Taoist robe with dark yellow cloud patterns, and a pagoda with five-colored light was above his head. The five elements spiritual light that descended kept the surrounding heat waves and scorching fire poison at bay.

Unlike Huanglong's ethereal aura, Houyi was surrounded by a tangible, blood-red aura of malevolence. This aura was the result of countless battles with ferocious beasts and even demons, a fierce and savage fighting spirit that blended strangely with the surrounding environment, yet remained incongruous with it.

He stood there, as if he were part of the volcano, as steady as a mountain, his breath stirring up waves of fiery energy around him.

The great shaman's body was being tempered by the fiery energy of this place.

"Senior Hou Yi, the fire element here is extremely violent, perfect for forging your bow," Huang Long said, his voice firm, almost merging with the roar of lava erupting from the volcano.

"However, the Witch Clan does not cultivate the primordial spirit or practice magic power; they only condense the power of blood and evil to temper their physical body."

Huanglong explained to Houyi: "Ordinary weapon-forging methods, which use the imprinting of the primordial spirit as the core, will not only fail to integrate with the thick blood and evil energy of the Wu Clan, but will also clash with each other, like oil and water clashing. Even if it is a treasure, it will be just ordinary iron to you. It will not only fail to enhance your strength, but may even harm your Great Witch body."

Upon hearing this, Hou Yi looked at Huang Long with his sharp, hawk-like eyes beneath his thick eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "Brother Huang Long, since you brought me here, you must have a way to forge weapons that our Wu tribe can use."

His voice was like the clashing of boulders, his tone filled with unwavering trust in Huanglong.

Huang Long nodded and said, "Exactly!"

Then, a glint of light appeared at his fingertip, pointing towards the churning lava lake in the crater below:

"My method lies in 'unity.' It's not that I forge the weapon for you, but that you and I jointly forge a divine weapon. From selecting materials, tempering, shaping, to awakening the spirit, you must participate in the entire process, using your essence and blood as the guide and your Great Dao will as the hammer, to completely transform this bow and arrow into an extension of your flesh and blood, bearing your boundless and boundless bloodthirsty power, so that you can use them as if they were your own limbs, unleashing the ultimate power to slaughter the Golden Crow."

A glint of light flashed in Hou Yi's eyes: "How can I participate?"

"It's very simple!"

With a flick of his sleeve, Huang Long sent out array flags imprinted with mysterious Dao patterns flying into the void surrounding the volcano.

"From the very beginning of forging the materials, you will need to use your own blood and evil power to guide the earth fire and personally temper them. I will set up a grand formation to gather and condense the purest earth vein fire essence beneath this immortal volcano, and you will be the main force in controlling this flame and forging divine materials."

Before he finished speaking, Huanglong formed a hand seal, and rays of clear light spread out like ripples.

In an instant, the earth's veins within a radius of tens of millions of miles trembled faintly, centered on the volcano. Countless dark red earth fire essences, as if summoned by an invisible force, converged towards the crater through the interconnected earth veins.

The grand formation set up by Huanglong was like an incredibly complex funnel and furnace, forcibly compressing and purifying the raging earth fire power.

A sickening hissing sound echoed in the void, the result of excessively dense fire elemental energy scorching the void.

The originally dark red sky was illuminated as a dazzling golden-red, and countless streams of fire flowed into the formation like rivers flowing into the sea.

Even with the protective aura, Huanglong could still feel the terrifying heat that seemed capable of melting everything.

Hou Yi took a deep breath, and the bloodthirsty aura around his body involuntarily accelerated its flow. He relied on his physical body to subtly resist the power of heaven and earth. The burning pain on his skin did not make him back down, but instead aroused the ferocity in his witch bloodline.

Years later, at the center of the great formation, the wisp of earth vein fire essence that had been condensed to the extreme finally took shape—it was no longer a crimson flame, but a fire lotus only the size of a fist, but almost black with dark gold patterns flowing around its edges. It floated quietly, and the surrounding space collapsed and repaired continuously because of its existence, in an endless cycle.

Just one glance was enough to make me feel like my whole body was going to be burned.

"Let's begin, Senior Hou Yi!"