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

Chapter 17 Turning to the Taiyin Star, Disliking Emperor Jun

"It doesn't matter anyway. I've always wanted to get involved in human affairs anyway, and now I have a legitimate reason. 🎅💘 ➅❾𝓼h𝐔χ.𝕔Øm ✌🐚" After thinking for a while and still not figuring it out, Pan Huang simply stopped thinking about it. Anyway, the Kongtong Seal is now his magic weapon, so thinking about it too much is useless.

After emerging from the valley, the innate magic array protecting the Kongtong Seal trembled, and then transformed into a stream of light that entered the Kongtong Seal, forming an array plate in the humanoid carving of the Kongtong Seal.

"The Heavenly Illusionary Bewitching Array can stir up the deepest obsessions in one's heart to form an illusion, causing one to sink into it and become unable to extricate oneself. If one dies in the illusion, then the soul will dissipate, and even the true spirit will be obliterated by the array. What a powerful illusion array!" After reading the introduction of the Heavenly Illusionary Bewitching Array, Pan Huang clicked his tongue.

I don't know if the Kongtong Seal in the novel from my previous life had this formation, but he certainly did.

"Young Master, you seem a little different." Si Teng suddenly said as they walked out of Shouyang Mountain.

"It's different? How is it different?" Pan Huang asked with a smile.

"I can't quite put my finger on it, but I feel that the young master is more composed than before." Si Teng shook his head.

"Let's go home." Pan Huang didn't say anything.

In Zixiao Palace, Laozi, who was listening to the Dao, suddenly opened his eyes. Just now, he suddenly felt a palpitation, which was mixed with a little fear, as if something very important to him had been taken away.

But before he could think about it further, the voice of the Dao Ancestor came again, and Laozi fell into enlightenment once more.

After leaving Shouyang Mountain, Pan Huang and his group went straight back to Buzhou Mountain.

But just as they were about to enter the area of ​​Buzhou Mountain, Pan Huang stopped. He looked up at the sun in the sky, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Let's not go back to Buzhou Mountain yet. Come with me to Taiyin Star first," Pan Huang said to Si Teng and the others.

After saying that, Pan Huang flew straight towards Taiyin Star without waiting for Si Teng and the others to speak.

The moon is desolate, with nothing but a palace and a laurel tree.

"Panhuang of the Wu Clan has come to pay respects to the Taiyin Star Lord," Panhuang said as he arrived at the palace.

"Fellow Daoist, please come in!" As soon as Pan Huang finished speaking, the gates of the Moon Palace opened.

"Greetings, Lord Taiyin. I am Panhuang of the Wu clan. I have come to pay my respects without prior notice. Please forgive my abruptness."

"You are somewhat different from the other Ancestral Witches," Xihe said calmly, looking at Panhuang.

"Really? I also feel that I am somewhat different from the other Ancestral Witches." Pan Huang nodded with a smile.

"May I ask what brings you to my Taiyin Star, my friend?" Chang Xi asked at this moment.

"There's nothing much to say. I just came here to tell the Moon Goddess a piece of advice: be careful of the Sun God." Pan Huang said calmly.

Upon hearing Pan Huang's words, Chang Xi and Xi He frowned instantly. They looked at Pan Huang with some displeasure, but Pan Huang shrugged, appearing completely unconcerned.

"That's all I have to say. As for whether the Moon Goddess believes it or not, that's not my concern. Farewell." Pan Huang cupped his hands and left the Moon Goddess with Si Teng and the others.

"Young Master, what did you mean by what you just said?" On the way back to Buzhou Mountain, Zhong Ling couldn't resist asking the question.

"It doesn't mean anything, it was just a spur-of-the-moment thing," Pan Huang said with a smile.

After Pan Huang and the others left, Xi He and Chang Xi looked at each other, somewhat confused about what Pan Huang had just said.

"Sister, what exactly do you mean by what Pan Huangzuwu said?" Chang Xi asked uncertainly.

"I don't know, but when he mentioned the Sun Star, I had a strange feeling in my heart," Xihe said.

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"Then what about us?"

"Let's see." Xihe wasn't quite sure what Panhuang meant either, so that was all she could say.

"Alright then!" Chang Xi nodded.

What Pan Huang didn't know was that his impromptu remark had actually had an effect; he just didn't know what the final result would be.

After returning to Buzhou Mountain, Pan Huang looked at the Wu Clan, which had grown several times larger, and a smile appeared on his lips. This was his home in the prehistoric world, and this was his refuge in the prehistoric world!

"Thirteenth Brother!" Shebishi was very excited to see Panhuang return. His thirteenth brother had been gone for hundreds of years, and they missed him terribly.

"Twelfth Brother, how have you been these past few years?"

"It's alright, but it feels a bit deserted without my thirteenth brother in the clan," Shebishi said with a smile.

"By the way, where are the other older brothers and sisters?" Pan Huang asked.

"They're all in the clan; I'll inform them right away."

"Okay!" Pan Huang nodded.

That evening, in front of the Pangu Hall, the thirteen Ancestral Witches gathered together. In addition to these thirteen Ancestral Witches, Jiufeng and the other Great Witches were also present. They were the ones with the highest status and prestige among the Witch Clan, besides the Ancestral Witches, so they were qualified to attend the banquet that night.

"Next, I will go into seclusion in the Pangu Palace to nurture my clansmen. At that time, the combat power of our Wu clan will be raised to another level," Pan Huang said during the meal.

"That's great!" Zhu Rong exclaimed excitedly, eager for a magical artifact of his own.

Shebi Shi had been showing off in front of him for a long time. His Nine Dragon Sons had been cultivated from low-grade acquired spiritual treasures to top-grade acquired spiritual treasures, and were only one step away from becoming innate spiritual treasures.

When Zhu Rong found out, her eyes turned red with envy, but since her thirteenth brother was not in the clan at the time, Zhu Rong could only watch from the sidelines.

Now that his thirteenth brother has returned, he insists that his thirteenth brother forge a magic weapon of his own.

The next day, Pan Huang went into seclusion.

It is currently the time of Hongjun's second lecture. Before going into seclusion, Panhuang told the Ancestral Witches that it was time to go and take a trip to the prehistoric world. Upon hearing Panhuang's words, the Ancestral Witches immediately understood what he meant.

After going into seclusion, Pan Huang took out the copper from Shou Mountain and various refining materials he had collected in the prehistoric world, which he piled up into a small mountain next to the blood pool in the Pangu Hall.

The next second, the gray power of law instantly enveloped the small mountain, and Pan Huang's weapon-forging journey began. His weapon-forging was nothing like others. Pan Huang forged all the materials at once and then formed them all at once.

It took Pan Huang a hundred years to finally refine that pile of various materials. Afterwards, he recalled in his mind all the weapons and magical treasures he knew, saw, and heard in his previous life.

"That's about it. That's all for now. We'll refine anything else we can think of later," Pan Huang muttered to himself.

At Zixiao Palace, Di Jun had woken up from his enlightenment at some point. Looking at his furrowed brows, it was clear that he had been awake for quite some time. He wanted to enter a state of enlightenment again, but for some reason, he just couldn't calm his mind.

Every time he was about to enter a state of enlightenment, a strange restlessness would arise in his heart, and it was this strange restlessness that prevented him from entering a meditative state.

Looking at Taiyi's fluctuating aura and the state of the others, Dijun felt both annoyed and threatened. If the gap between him and these people widened too much, it might be difficult to manage the demon race.

(End of this chapter)