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

Chapter 14 The Styx River Enters the Witch Clan, the Mosquito Taoist Appears

After opening his eyes, Styx was momentarily stunned, but his eyes immediately brightened. ♨♜ 6➈𝔰卄Ǘ𝐱.匚Ｏ爪💝♔

"Thank you very much, fellow Daoist. I am deeply grateful." Upon seeing Pan Huang, Minghe bowed deeply to him.

"Fellow Daoist, there's no need for such formalities. I have my reasons for doing this. I wish to invite you to join my Witch Clan," Pan Huang said.

"Fellow Daoist, there's no need to rush to answer me. I won't use this as leverage. Think it over before you tell me. If you're unwilling to join the Witch Clan, I will settle this karmic debt with you today," Pan Huang said with a smile as he saw Styx preparing to speak.

Styx was deeply moved by Panhuang's words. From birth until now, no one had ever confided in him like this. Everyone looked down on Styx's birth, everyone thought that Styx came from a filthy place and was not qualified to be compared with them. Even in Zixiao Palace, no one was willing to sit next to him.

Now that Pan Huang was treating him with sincerity, how could he not be moved? Because of his background, Minghe had suffered from the contempt of others, so he was very sensitive to this. He could feel that what Pan Huang had just said was the truth.

Pan Huang said this to plan for the future. If Styx was unwilling to join the Wu Clan, he would not force him. When Houtu reincarnated, Styx would not obstruct him too much because of their current relationship. This was Pan Huang's idea.

"Fellow Daoist treats people with sincerity, and I am not the kind of person who is ungrateful. Now I have also obtained the bloodline of Pangu, and I am considered a descendant of Pangu along with you. Since you have invited me, I will naturally accept. From today onwards, I am a member of the Wu Clan." Styx said to Panhuang with a solemn expression.

"On behalf of the Witch Clan, I welcome you to join us, fellow Daoist." Pan Huang's face showed a happy expression.

Pan Huang then told Styx about the current situation of the Lich and Demon races.

"Fellow Daoist, it is not advisable to reveal your joining my Witch Clan yet, but rest assured, as a member of my Witch Clan, you will definitely enjoy many benefits. Perhaps in the future, you may even be able to ascend to the legendary Sainthood."

"Okay!" Styx nodded.

"Now that this matter is settled, I will take a portion of the blood from the Blood Sea. Fellow Daoist, please remember to refine the rest for your own use. This Blood Sea will become the gathering place of the blood of all living beings in the prehistoric world. We have already proven that the blood in this Blood Sea can be used to extract the bloodline of Pangu, so we must firmly grasp this place in our own hands."

"Haha, don't worry, Ancestral Witch, this Blood Sea is my birthplace, refining it will be no problem for me," Styx said with a smile.

"Alright, I'll be going now. If anything happens in the future, I'll have my clansmen inform you. Once my strength has increased, I'll help you reforge your companion magic weapon to take your combat power to the next level."

"Then thank you very much, Ancestral Witch," Styx quickly said, cupping his hands in thanks.

"We're all family, no need to be so polite. My Wu clan doesn't have so many rules and formalities," Pan Huang said with a smile.

Then, with a wave of his hand, Pan Huang collected a large mass of blood.

"Ancestral Witch, is this enough? Shall we take some more?"

"That's enough. We need to learn to take things slowly and steadily. I'm leaving now." Pan Huang said before leaving the Sea of ​​Blood.

"You treat me with sincerity, and I, Styx, will return your sincerity." Styx murmured to himself as he watched Panhuang's departing figure before going into seclusion to cultivate.

After emerging from the sea of ​​blood, Pan Huang smiled. With a flick of his wrist, a blood sphere appeared in his hand. Inside the sphere, a creature was frantically rushing around, but it couldn't escape.

"The Mosquito Taoist? I didn't expect to gain anything unexpected. I can start making arrangements for the underworld in advance," Pan Huang muttered to himself.

The next second, Pan Huang's expression changed drastically. He sensed the auras of Si Teng and the others from afar. These auras were mixed, and there were some powerful evil auras among them. It seemed that a battle had taken place on their side.

Thinking of this, Pan Huang disappeared from the spot. He was the master of Si Teng and the others. With just a thought, no matter how far away, he could appear in front of Si Teng and the others. Similarly, with just a thought, Si Teng and the others would appear in front of him immediately.

But Pan Huang didn't do that. He chose to go to Si Teng and the others. He wanted to see who dared to touch his Pan Huang Ancestral Witch people.

Just as Pan Huang appeared beside Si Teng and the others, an attack suddenly flew towards him.

Pan Huang didn't even look, raising his hand to block the attack. At that moment, he also saw clearly the person who attacked him. It was a short, stout, hunched-over man with an extremely ugly appearance.

"With your appearance, it's quite an achievement that you've reached the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm," Pan Huang said with a smile.

The next second, the weapon in the ugly man's hand instantly turned into a pool of molten iron and fell to the ground. While he was still stunned, the gray energy had already enveloped his entire arm and melted it away in an instant.

what--

Screams rang out instantly, but Pan Huang ignored them and began to weave through the crowd. After about a dozen breaths, he had dealt with all twenty or thirty evil cultivators present.

"There's no challenge at all," Pan Huang said casually.

"Thank you, young master." Si Teng and the others were delighted to see Pan Huang arrive.

"Let's go. Now that things are settled here in the Blood Sea, let's go to Wuzhuang Temple for a stroll. I've heard that Zhen Yuanzi's ginseng fruit is delicious." Pan Huang licked his lips.

At this moment, the Three Pure Ones are chatting in a magnificent palace on Kunlun Mountain. Their conversation is about Pan Huang.

"Elder brother, what was that familiar oppressive aura from before?" Yuanshi Tianzun asked, frowning.

"I don't know, but it should be related to the ancestral witch Panhuang." Laozi shook his head.

"What's the big deal? Although we don't admit it, the Wu Clan is indeed formed from the essence and blood of Father Pangu. It's normal that they have some methods that we don't know about!" Tongtian said nonchalantly.

Yuanshi Tianzun wanted to refute Tongtian, but in the end he opened his mouth but said nothing, because Tongtian was right. Even if he didn't want to admit it, the Wu Clan was still a descendant of the father god Pangu, so it was normal for them to have some tricks up their sleeves.

"Second Brother, we all know what the Blood Sea is. Even if the Witch Clan wins over the Blood Sea and the River Styx, what does that have to do with us? We are destined to become saints and ancestors," Tongtian said at this moment.

Upon hearing Tongtian's words, Yuanshi Tianzun was taken aback, but then he understood. "That's right, what am I worried about? We've already sat on that futon, destined to become saints. After becoming saints, whether it's the witch clan or the demon clan, they'll all be ants."

"Alright, let's hurry up and cultivate. The second lecture of the Dao Ancestor is about to begin. If we fall too far behind, we won't have the face to sit on that futon. Whether it's the Witch Clan, the Demon Clan, or anything else, it has nothing to do with us. Right now, the second lecture of the Dao Ancestor is the most important thing." Laozi made his final concluding remarks, and then the three of them closed their eyes and went to cultivate.

(End of this chapter)