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

Chapter 13 Pangu's Bloodline Appears, the Styx Generates Power

This Blood River Array is an innate array of the Styx River. When the Styx River was still being nurtured in the Blood Sea, this array was used to protect it. 🎄💀 ❻➈𝓼Ĥυ𝔵.ᑕ𝕠𝓂 🐤🐯

As soon as the Blood River Formation was set up, the blood bead in Pan Huang's hand immediately shrank, and then the oppressive aura, similar to that of Mount Buzhou, became even stronger.

This caused Pan Huang's refining process to pause slightly, but fortunately, he was someone who had been baptized by Pan Gu's pressure, so he was able to withstand this pressure.

Styx stood at a distance, watching quietly, not daring to move, for fear that the slightest movement would cause Panhuang to fail, and then he would have nowhere to cry.

Outside the Blood Sea, the appearance of Si Teng and his two companions attracted the attention of the creatures around the Blood Sea. Those who could live around the Blood Sea were all people who cultivated evil arts in the primordial world. Their personalities had certain flaws. In their eyes, Si Teng and his companions were like guiding lights, shining brighter than ever.

"Hehehe, what beautiful female cultivators! Such pure energy. If we eat them, our cultivation will definitely break through to another level." In the shadows, several short, ugly, and hunched-over people were whispering and discussing.

"There are five of us, but only three of them. How are we going to divide them?" one of them asked the crucial question.

"That's easy." The leading evil cultivator exchanged a glance with the person beside him, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

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The next second, the two of them made a move and killed the people around them with lightning speed, reducing the five people to three.

"Look, now it's just the three of us left. One for each of us, it doesn't contradict that at all, does it?" The leader of the evil cultivators grinned, revealing a mouthful of black and yellow teeth.

"Something's wrong!" Just as those evil cultivators were killing each other, Si Teng suddenly stopped and transmitted his voice to Leng Yue and Zhong Ling beside him.

"What's wrong?" Leng Yue asked.

"A murderous aura, a faint murderous aura lurking in the shadows, and within that murderous aura lies a deep malice," Si Teng said.

"Are they coming for us?" Zhong Ling asked.

"Yes, everyone be careful. The young master isn't here, so we need to protect ourselves." Si Teng's eyes narrowed.

"Yes!" Leng Yue and Zhong Ling nodded.

Whoosh whoosh—

Three whooshing sounds came from the air. The three of them, who were prepared, dodged the flying projectiles in an instant. Then, the three stood back to back and looked around.

The next second, three short, hunched-over, ugly, and greedy evil cultivators appeared in front of Si Teng and the others.

"How ugly!" When Zhong Ling saw the three of them, her face instantly scrunched up like a bun.

Upon hearing Zhong Ling's words, the expressions on the three evil cultivators' faces instantly changed from greed to rage. They hated it most when others called them ugly.

Born around the Blood Sea, they had no choice. When they took human form, they also wanted to be elegant young men. However, the Blood Sea was the most filthy place in the entire prehistoric world. When they took human form, they were affected by the aura here and ended up looking like this. This is the pain of all cultivators within the Blood Sea.

Therefore, they are very averse to the word "ugly," as it is seen as reopening old wounds and rubbing salt into them.

"Originally, I wanted to devour you directly, but now I've changed my mind. I'm going to eat you bit by bit, let you die in pain and despair, I want you to experience a feeling worse than death, and I also want you to feel our pain." The leader of the evil cultivators said coldly, and at the end, his tone was tinged with madness.

"Then let's see if you have the ability." Leng Yue said calmly, and the next second, a slender Miao sword appeared in Leng Yue's hand.

"Hahaha, a top-grade acquired spiritual treasure, hahaha, it's mine now." The evil cultivator's tone was full of excitement after seeing the Cold Moon Miao Blade.

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"You're too happy too soon," Zhong Ling said with a smile. The next second, a small golden bell appeared in her hand, which was also a top-grade acquired spiritual treasure.

Si Teng didn't speak. With a flick of his wrist, a soft whip appeared, and the aura of the innate spiritual treasure stunned the evil cultivator on the spot.

"A primordial spiritual treasure!" they muttered to themselves, the greed and excitement in their eyes vanishing instantly.

There are only two types of people who can obtain innate spiritual treasures: one is an extremely powerful person, and the other is the disciple of an extremely powerful person. They cannot afford to offend either of these two types.

But Si Teng and her team wouldn't wait for the enemy to recover. While Di Ran was still stunned, Si Teng and her team had already begun their attack.

Leaving aside the battle on Si Teng's side, in the Styx Dojo, Styx was clenching his fists tightly, kneeling on the ground, with veins bulging on his forehead, as if he was under immense pressure.

At the front of the Styx River, Pan Huang was also in a bad state. Although he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his hands were on the ground, his body was hunched over, and his head was almost touching the ground. He was also under tremendous pressure.

The blood bead in his hand was now only the size of a fist. It looked as smooth and beautiful as jade, captivating at first glance.

However, at this moment, the blood bead emitted an extremely strong pressure, which was exactly the same as the pressure of Mount Buzhou.

"Fellow Daoist Styx!" Pan Huang roared at this moment, because if you don't roar, you can't say anything at all.

At this point, the blood bead had reached its limit. If it were refined any further, Pan Huang would likely be blown apart by the pressure of Pangu's might and die.

Hearing Pan Huang calling him, Styx practically crawled over.

"Ready? This is the destiny I was talking about!" Pan Huang grinned.

"Huh?" Styx was a little confused. At this moment, Panhuang slapped the blood bead in his hand directly into Styx's heart.

"Focus on your core and begin refining!" Pan Huang roared.

Styx finally realized what was happening and quickly adjusted his mindset, beginning to refine the Pangu bloodline. But was the Pangu bloodline really that easy to refine?

Almost instantly, countless cracks appeared on Styx's body, and a violent aura surged out from his body, as if he would explode and die at any moment.

Styx groaned, and countless blood-red threads suddenly appeared in the void, connecting to Styx's body. After these blood-red threads connected to Styx's body, the cracks began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But as soon as it healed, it cracked open again, and then healed again, over and over again, in a never-ending cycle. The expression on Styx's face went from pain to numbness. Now he could only mechanically circulate his magic power to refine the Pangu bloodline; he could do nothing else.

Pan Huang sat aside, adjusting his breathing, and then quietly looked at the Styx River in front of him. Now it was up to the Styx River itself. If it could withstand the storm, it wouldn't be impossible for it to become a saint and an ancestor in the future. If it couldn't withstand the storm, the Blood Sea would probably change hands today.

Pan Huang glanced subtly in one direction of the sea of ​​blood, a smile playing on his lips.

It was unclear how much time had passed, but the healing speed of Styx's body finally exceeded the speed of cracking, and a very intimate feeling appeared on Styx's body. Pan Huang knew that Styx had succeeded.

"As expected of the Lord of the Blood Sea, my Witch Clan will have another great general." Pan Huang muttered to himself.

Time flies, and less than a hundred years have passed since Hongjun's second lecture. At this moment, Styx slowly opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)