Transmigrating to the Primordial Era as a Peerless Great Witch, Changing Fate in the Primordial Worl

Chaos stretched on for countless years; no one knew how much time had passed.

A completely new work, derived from the *Huangji Jingshi Shu*, yet forming its own system and more "down-to-earth".

The Imperial Dao technique, more suitable for establishing order from scratch in a lowly, resource-scarce world, gathering fortune, using the Dao of Fortune to nourish oneself, and ultimately even hoping to give back to the world, gradually took shape in Wugu's consciousness.

This cultivation method was named "Forging the Holy Dynasty" by the original Wugu.

"Zhu" means casting, establishing, creating and forging something from nothing.

It aligns with what Wei Xiaobao, the projection of the character, is doing, and also subtly reflects Wugu's own path of "creation."

"Holy Dynasty" does not refer to the name of a specific dynasty, but rather to an ideal state based on order, law, popular support, and good fortune.

The dynasty that is forged to be eternal, ever-advancing, and ultimately reaching the state of "sainthood".

This is both the goal and the path.

With the technique complete, Wugu himself did not delay any longer.

He used his own will as a pen and the essence of the "authority of creation of the heavens" as the "paper."

They began to inscribe the complete text of "Forging the Holy Dynasty," the practice routes, visualization methods, techniques for utilizing Qi and fortune, and even the initial framework for "Dynasty Construction" and the advancement ceremony into it.

This is both a supplement to the core of the authority and a way to "load" new functions, as well as to establish a stable and clear "inheritance channel".

Just as Wugu himself was on the primordial side, successfully inscribing the last rune and the last wisp of Dao rhyme of "Forging the Holy Dynasty" into the body of "The Authority of Creation of All Heavens".

"Buzz".

Far beyond the endless chaos, separated by countless dimensions and worlds, the story of The Deer and the Cauldron unfolds in the universe.

Projecting into the depths of Wei Xiaobao's soul, there lies the "Statue of Creation" sub-body, which has always been in a semi-slumber, dim and lacking luster, maintaining only the most basic "projection" connection.

And at its core, the even more illusory phantom of the "authority of creation of all heavens" suddenly generated an unprecedented and extremely violent tremor and resonance.

It was as if a dried-up riverbed had been given a source of fresh water, or as if dormant seeds had sensed the call of spring thunder.

The illusory image of the offspring shone brightly, and its internal structure began to undergo extremely subtle yet fundamental adjustments and "updates."

A completely new "information flow" and "Taoist rhythm," imbued with a majestic order and vibrant vitality, began to slowly infuse along that mysterious connection.

A deeper connection began to form between Wei Xiaobao's soul and his.

This takes time, but once the process begins, it is irreversible.

Sensing the intense reaction from the Deer and Cauldron World amidst the primordial chaos, a clear, expectant smile finally appeared in the immense will of Wugu.

The seeds have been sown.

The path to the inheritance of "The Forged Holy Dynasty" has been opened.

If the projection of Wei Xiaobao can seize the opportunity and take advantage of this chaotic world to successfully overcome the initial and most difficult "end of Dharma" accumulation stage, establish preliminary order, and gather enough fortune and faith.

This gathered power will not only accelerate his own cultivation, but will also provide key energy for the further "unsealing" of the "Creation God Statue" sub-body.

Once the sub-body has accumulated enough, the small section of the "World Tree" sub-body sealed within can be released and take root in the Deer and Cauldron World.

The World Tree possesses the supreme power to transform chaos into spiritual energy.

Even if it's just a small segment of a offspring, with only a fraction of its original function, as long as it can take root and grow in this realm...

It can then draw upon the sparse chaotic energy from the boundless void and slowly transform it into "spiritual energy of heaven and earth" usable in this world.

At that time, the world of Deer and Cauldron will completely bid farewell to the predicament of "the end of Dharma" and have the possibility of generating spiritual energy on its own.

The predicament of resource scarcity will be fundamentally reversed.

A world with spiritual energy, where cultivation is possible and advancement is even possible, forming a "virtuous cycle."

It will be truly "forged" in the hands of the projected Wei Xiaobao.

This is precisely the most glorious future that the path of "Forging the Holy Dynasty" can open up in the world of The Deer and the Cauldron.

Wugu himself has already made a crucial move in his strategy.

The rest depends on how the projection of Wei Xiaobao, in this turbulent world, will write his own chapter of "Forging the Saint".

The projected image of Wei Xiaobao sat cross-legged on a futon in the quiet room, suddenly opening his eyes, which were filled with shock and disbelief.

"What's going on? What is this?"

Just a moment ago, he clearly felt that the "Statue of Creation" sub-body deep within his soul, which had been dormant and served only as a converter of "Light of Creation," began to tremble violently without warning.

An unprecedented, vast, magnificent, and incomparably majestic wave,

Like an ancient beast awakening from its slumber, it erupted from within the statue, instantly engulfing his entire sea of ​​consciousness.

This sudden and dramatic change shocked him, causing his blood and qi to involuntarily accelerate.

He forced down his fear, took a deep breath, and immediately got up and went to the door.

He quickly instructed Shuang'er, who was guarding outside, that he had a premonition and needed to immediately go into seclusion, and that no one should disturb him.

Seeing his unprecedentedly solemn expression, Shuang'er dared not ask any more questions, and quickly nodded in agreement, retreating to a distance to carefully guard him.

As soon as Shuang'er left, Wei Xiaobao immediately returned to the quiet room, locked the door, and even moved a table and chairs to block the door.

After doing all this, he sat down cross-legged again, his five palms facing the sky.

Force yourself to abandon all distracting thoughts and focus most of your mind and will on...

Like a tidal wave, it surged into the turbulent sea of ​​consciousness.

The sight before him made him gasp in shock.

The previously dim sea of ​​consciousness, with only faint glimmers of light, was now...

At this moment, it was completely enveloped in a magnificent, dazzling light.

The source of that light was the "Statue of Creation" suspended in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The statue was no longer the lifeless and ancient sight it had before.

It is made entirely of gold, shimmering with light and exuding an indescribable aura of nobility, antiquity, and supreme power.

It was trembling violently, and with each tremor, the entire sea of ​​consciousness space fluctuated accordingly.

It was as if this spiritual world was about to collapse under its power.

What shocked Wei Xiaobao even more was that a point of extreme light suddenly flashed between the eyebrows of the statue.

The light was like the first ray of light after the creation of the world, containing endless Taoist charm and majesty.

The next instant, a burst of light erupted, transforming into a dazzling stream of light.

Like a divine dragon breaking free from its restraints, it shot out from between the statue's eyebrows and instantly appeared at the top of the sea of ​​consciousness.

boom.

A terrifying pressure, even more powerful and majestic than the statue itself, seemingly capable of suppressing all heavens and herding all spirits, descended with a roar as the stream of light appeared.

The entire sea of ​​consciousness trembled violently, rumbling incessantly. Wei Xiaobao's mental avatar trembled under this pressure, almost collapsing.

He felt as if he were an ant gazing up at the sky, or a speck of dust facing the sun.

That feeling of insignificance and powerlessness was unprecedented.

Immediately afterwards, the dazzling light hanging above the sea of ​​consciousness began to undergo incredible changes.

It is no longer dazzling, but quickly becomes introverted, condensed, and transformed.

Countless complex and mysterious runes and patterns, which Wei Xiaobao could not understand at all, flickered, combined, and arranged within it.

Finally, under Wei Xiaobao's utterly horrified gaze,

The stream of light slowly unfolded and spread out.

It transformed into a magnificent "article" composed of thousands of ancient characters that emitted a faint golden glow and contained endless mysteries.