Primordial Era: Something's Wrong with This Generation of Witch Clan

Chapter 12 Primordial Trials, Panhuang Blood Refining Sea

But the Ancestral Witches didn't care what Pan Huang said. In their eyes, whether it was the same person or not was completely unimportant, as long as it was a newly formed witch clan, who cared if it was the same person from before? 🌷🍫 ➅9HH.COM 😝💗

As for energy consumption? They had been paying close attention to the blood pool, which didn't consume any energy. However, there were only tens of thousands of Wu Clan warriors. If there were more, it would probably consume some energy, but the Ancestral Witches were still very excited.

After dealing with the corpses of the witch clan, Pan Huang went to the place where the corpses of the demon clan were piled up. These demon clans were really pathetic; they died and no one even came to collect their bodies.

The general combat strength of the Wu tribe is stronger than that of the Yao tribe, so the number of Yao corpses is more than double that of the Wu tribe.

Upon seeing these corpses, Pan Huang mentally scoffed. Then, gray law power enveloped the corpses. After Pan Huang's refining, these demons were all turned into blood beads. As for the weapons and magic treasures in their hands, Pan Huang unceremoniously put them away. Anyway, the Wu Clan couldn't use them, so he might as well give them to them and refining them for them to use later.

"This blood bead is the essence of the demon race. It can help my witch clan's sons cultivate. Take it and distribute it among everyone, according to their performance on the battlefield." Pan Huang handed the blood bead in his hand to Jiu Feng.

"Yes." Jiufeng nodded.

"Brothers and sisters, now that everything is settled, I'll be off to train." After dealing with the demon corpses, Pan Huang said to Di Jiang and the others.

"Good!" After witnessing Pan Huang's strength, Di Jiang and the others no longer wanted to stop him. They wanted to protect their thirteenth brother, but now that their thirteenth brother had the strength to protect himself, they no longer needed to worry about anything.

After leaving Buzhou Mountain, Pan Huang still chose the Blood Sea as his first stop. However, this time he did not plan to fly directly to the Blood Sea like last time. Instead, he wanted to walk there step by step, just to see the beautiful scenery of this prehistoric world.

Yutani.

"Reporting to the Eastern Emperor, the Ancestral Witch Panhuang has left Buzhou Mountain."

"Wait until he's a little further away before you make your move, and remember to do it cleanly," Taiyi said calmly, looking at the scout in front of him.

"Yes!" The scout nodded and disappeared from the spot.

"Hmph!" Taiyi snorted coldly as he looked in the direction of Buzhou Mountain.

"Clumsy tracking skills. Do you think my Wu clan can't detect and sense things just because we don't have a primordial spirit?" Pan Huang snorted coldly after sensing the demon clan following him.

"Young Master, should we deal with them?" Leng Yue asked.

"Let's find a quieter place," Pan Huang nodded.

Soon, Pan Huang and his group arrived at a dense forest. This place was very secluded and suitable as a burial site.

"Kill them! Leave one to deliver the message."

"Yes, young master!" Leng Yue and Zhong Ling nodded, and the next second they disappeared from the spot.

The next second, the sound of fighting came from the distant dense forest, but it didn't last long before it disappeared.

A few breaths later, Leng Yue and Zhong Ling arrived at Pan Huang's side with five or six demons.

"Is this the treatment I, a dignified Ancestral Witch, receive?" Looking at the few demons in front of him who were only at the mid-stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal, Pan Huang's brows furrowed instantly, and an unnamed rage filled his heart.

He had already proven himself with the failure of the Ghost Chariot, but he never expected that the demon race would humiliate him like this. Not to mention that he was not even a Great Luo Golden Immortal, he was not even a Taiyi Golden Immortal at the peak.

"Go back and tell Taiyi that I have accepted this generous gift, and I will give him a generous gift in return another day," Pan Huang said calmly, suppressing his anger.

"Get out!"

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Upon seeing this, the demon transformed into its original form and left. After it left, Pan Huang waved his hand, and a gray energy entered the demon's body.

"Let's go." After taking a few deep breaths, Pan Huang refined the corpse on the ground into blood beads and threw them to Zhong Ling and Leng Yue.

After the incident with the demon race, Pan Huang's desire to travel the prehistoric world diminished considerably. In the days that followed, they quickened their pace and returned to the edge of the Blood Sea ten years later.

Looking at the surging sea of ​​blood before him, a glint of light flashed in Pan Huang's eyes.

"Nether River, if my conjecture comes true, your fortune will arrive," Pan Huang murmured to himself.

"You two look around. Si Teng is by my side; he'll protect me in a bit," Pan Huang said to Zhong Ling and Leng Yue.

"Yes, young master!" Zhong Ling and Leng Yue nodded, and then went to explore the area around the Blood Sea.

Deep within the Blood Sea, when Pan Huang and his group arrived, Styx noticed them. He had also been following the battle at Buzhou Mountain, so he recognized Pan Huang as soon as he appeared in the Blood Sea.

"I wonder what brings you to my Blood Sea, my friend?" Just as Pan Huang was about to take some Blood Sea to refine, the Styx River appeared.

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Styx," Pan Huang said to Styx as he stood up.

"Fellow Daoist, do you want the blood in my Sea of ​​Blood?" Styx asked.

"That's right, I do want some. I have a theory that if it succeeds, it will be a tremendous blessing for both me and my fellow Daoist." Pan Huang nodded.

There's no need to beat around the bush with someone like Styx; the more straightforward the better. Styx isn't one to play mind games, at least not before Houtu transformed into a being.

"Oh?" Styx was somewhat surprised to hear Panhuang say that.

"In that case, fellow Daoist, why don't you come to my Daoist temple? It's not very safe here," Styx said.

"Okay!" Pan Huang nodded.

"Si Teng, go find Zhong Ling and the others. I'll be out before the second lecture of the Dao Ancestor," Pan Huang said to Si Teng, who was standing beside him.

"Yes, young master." Si Teng nodded.

After entering the Blood Sea, Pan Huang said he wanted to extract the Pangu bloodline from it. If the Pangu bloodline was extracted, the Styx River could also become the true descendant of Pangu.

In reality, Pan Huang didn't know whether Styx could fuse with Pangu's bloodline, but he had to say it that way, otherwise why would Styx let him refine the blood of the Blood Sea?

Upon hearing this, Styx didn't hesitate. With a wave of his hand, the sea of ​​blood instantly dropped by an inch, eventually condensing into a blood sphere that appeared in Styx's hand.

"Fellow Daoist, please!"

"Alright!" Pan Huang did not refuse, and the power of law appeared in his hand.

As Pan Huang refined the blood, the impurities in the blood were dissolved, and a faint pressure emanated from the blood in Pan Huang's hands.

When Panhuang was born into the Wu tribe, he wondered, since the entire prehistoric world was transformed by Pangu, do these beings also have Pangu's bloodline within them? If not, it doesn't make sense that Pangu transformed into all things; if they do, why can't it be manifested?

He finally concluded that it was too thin, so thin that it was impossible to detect, so he thought of the sea of ​​blood.

When Styx felt that faint pressure, his eyes widened instantly. The reason he invited Panhuang to his place as a guest and gave him the blood from the Sea of ​​Blood was actually to make a favor with the Witch Clan.

Unexpectedly, Pan Huang, the ancestral witch of the Wu clan, was actually able to refine the Pangu bloodline. Thinking of this, Styx quickly waved his hand, and the Blood River Formation instantly enveloped the sea of ​​blood.

(End of this chapter)