I, the primordial ancestor, started out as a useless cult and a useless saint.

Chapter 219 Enhancing Bloodline, Reviving the Aura of Pangu

Gently stroking Houtu's hair to comfort her, Ye Yang felt a pang of sadness in his heart. He was worried because he had given her hope but was unable to realize it.

"Although the Ancestral Witches inherited the bloodline of Pangu, they were born in the innate realm. Your bodies have reached the limit of the innate treasure level. Unless you can reproduce the authentic Pangu bloodline and elevate your origins to the chaos level, you will be stuck here for life."

At this point, Ye Yang also thought of himself. Could it be that his limit was only the Dao Ancestor?

No, I don't accept this outcome.

Suddenly, a surge of hostility erupted.

"Ye Yang, what's wrong? Don't scare me."

This wave of hostility came quickly and went quickly; suddenly, Ye Yang seemed to sense something.

"Perhaps... there really is a way."

As if he had just thought of something, Ye Yang suddenly looked at Hou Tu, but he was embarrassed because the position made him feel a surge of impulse.

"What method?"

Houtu doesn't care about so much. As long as there is hope, she is willing to endure any amount of pain.

"No, um, Houtu, get up first, you might accidentally crack the eggs like that."

Houtu was taken aback, then realized what was happening and immediately felt embarrassed.

It took him a while to recover:

"Ye Yang, what method did you just mention?"

"Ahem, isn't your lineage too weak? Then let's find a way to help you restore your Pangu bloodline."

"What? Restore the Father God's bloodline?"

Like a bolt from the blue, the Ancestral Witch Houtu's mind went completely blank. Restore Pangu's bloodline? Is that even possible?

"That's right, it's about restoring your Pangu bloodline. Only in this way can you improve your foundation, further enhance the quality of your body, and reach the level of a Chaos Treasure."

Ye Yang had a sudden idea, which was actually the concept of atavism from his later memories. However, each of the twelve Ancestral Witches inherited a portion of Pangu's bloodline. To revert to Pangu and recreate his bloodline, the twelve Ancestral Witches would have to be resurrected, which was obviously impossible.

However, Ye Yang took a different approach. He happened to have the essence blood of the Twelve Ancestral Witches in his possession. Although it was not much, as long as there was a catalyst, he could spend time to allow it to grow and mature.

"This person is unlikely. Each of us twelve Ancestral Witches inherited the lineage of our Father God. Now, the eleventh Ancestral Witch has perished. Although the Ten Kings of Hell inherited the bloodline of the Ancestral Witches, they are still in the Primordial World and cannot leave until the immeasurable eon."

"Alright, I gave you hope, but then I played you for a fool," Ye Yang said with a slight smile.

"Don't forget, I still have some here."

Yes, Houtu realized it instantly.

"Quick, give it to me, I want it."

Oh my God

"Girl, wait a minute, it's not convenient here. Let's leave the prehistoric world first."

"it is good."

In an instant, enveloped by the power of the earth, Ye Yang and the Ancestral Witch Houtu rushed directly into the depths of chaos, and after a long time, they returned to the chaotic place where they had devoured flesh and blood.

"I can't sense the tunnel anymore. This should be fine, right?"

"It should be possible."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Yang waved his hand, and twelve drops of Ancestral Witch Blood essence appeared before his eyes, instantly unleashing a surge of chaotic malevolent energy.

"Hiss—, as expected of the blood essence of the Ancestral Witch. Although it's not all of it, it's still powerful."

Ye Yang waved his hand, and Houtu's essence blood was retrieved, since the original body was here.

"Houtu, take most of it, just leave me a little."

"it is good."

Although she didn't know why Ye Yang kept a trace of Ancestral Witch Blood essence for so long, Houtu didn't ask. She only saw him take a big gulp, and most of the other Ancestral Witch Blood essence rushed into Houtu's body.

"Ye Yang, spread out, quickly—".

"Holy crap—!"

All Ye Yang saw was a terrifying energy fluctuation emanating from Houtu's body, which frightened him so much that he immediately withdrew the rest of the Ancestral Witch's essence blood and then retreated billions of kilometers away.

"roar--."

With a sudden roar, a terrifying wave surged from within the body of the Ancestral Witch Houtu.

"This is the aura of Pangu? No, it's just a faint feeling. My bloodline is too weak."

Even so, she cannot be compared to Houtu in the past.

Terrifying power swept in all directions, its force no less than the previous impact of the Chaos Treasure.

"Oh no, the prehistoric world is dangerous."

Ye Yang was terrified and immediately shouted:

"Houtu, we still need to go to the deepest part; the primordial wilderness is dangerous."

Swish—.

At this moment, Houtu's magical power surged, and with a single teleportation, she traversed an unknown distance; all she felt was the disappearance of the oppressive aura.

But before Ye Yang could react, a sudden pulling force forced him to leave the place.

"this"

In the blink of an eye, Ye Yang had run an unknown distance, only to see a colossal giant in front of him continuously unleashing terrifying power.

"Is this Houtu you?"

Ye Yang could manifest in countless forms, yet at this moment, he was no match for a single toe of Houtu.

"Ancestor of Humanity, the blood in my body is undergoing a transformation, and my magical power is surging. No, I sense a trace of the Dao. I need to go into seclusion. Don't disturb me."

Without thinking twice, Houtu sat down directly in the void.

"Holy crap, oh my god, help me—!"

Clang—

Suddenly, the sky seemed to darken, and Ye Yang was pinned down by Hou Tu's buttocks.

"Houtu, damn it. Ugh—".

As a result, she fainted from happiness. Terrifying power of law swirled around Houtu's body, and one could vaguely see dragons coiling all over her body. Twelve bloodlines filled her body, fighting fiercely.

If Houtu's physical strength hadn't increased to the level of a supreme innate treasure, she would probably have exploded and died, which has nothing to do with her cultivation level.

However, the advantage is that during the continuous battles, Houtu's body is gradually becoming stronger and is slowly absorbing the energy released by these twelve bloodlines.

Meanwhile, these twelve bloodlines began to slowly merge amidst the constant battles.

Perhaps the initial fusion was only a tiny bit, but it rapidly grew in the next instant, just like a spark igniting a prairie fire.

bang

A terrifying pressure was released, and the endless chaos around him was repelled by a terrifying force.

"roar--."

With a roar, the aura of the Ancestral Witch Houtu rose to a new level, and her entire body faintly emitted a golden light, illuminating the surrounding chaos.

Then, all that could be seen was the rapid fusion of blood, which ignited like a raging fire within the body, transforming into a golden fire dragon that surged through all the meridians of the body.

All that could be seen was that the area where the fire dragon had roamed was completely merged together, and after a long time, the twelve bloodlines were completely fused together.

Aww—.

Like a dragon's roar, Houtu's body returned to calm in the next instant. The twelve ancestral witch bloodlines were no longer in her body, and only one bloodline flowed throughout her body.

"Is that all?"

The Ancestral Witch Houtu slowly opened her eyes, suddenly feeling a sense of loss. "Is this it? What happened to the promised improvement in my foundation? Why do I still feel like a Primordial Treasure?"

Old man—.

At that very moment, a vast and ancient aura suddenly erupted, and the forehead of the Ancestral Witch Houtu lit up.

"This is..."

A mark appeared.

(End of this chapter)