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

Chapter 29: Unlucky Zhou Obtains a Treasure, Revenge Begins

But Panhuang continued to crawl up the mountain; this was Panhuang's instinct and his belief.

No one knows how much time passed—perhaps a hundred years, perhaps two hundred years, perhaps even longer—but Pan Huang, dragging his dilapidated body, finally climbed to the top of the mountain.

At this moment, Pan Huang's limbs were completely destroyed, and half of his face was devoid of flesh, revealing stark white bones. His eyes were cloudy, and he had long since lost consciousness, yet his mangled body was still moving mechanically.

Upon reaching the summit, he continued to climb mechanically, his body completely unaware that he had reached the top.

thump—

A splash was heard as Pan Huang fell into a small, white puddle that was about to submerge him.

When he fell into the puddle, the white liquid instantly enveloped Pan Huang, and his tattered body healed at a visible speed. In just a few breaths, Pan Huang's body returned to normal, but he was still unconscious.

After Pan Huang's physical body returned to normal, the white liquid still enveloped him, and soon, a painful expression appeared on Pan Huang's face.

The next second, his flesh and blood began to dissolve, and almost instantly, Pan Huang turned into a skeleton. However, the skeleton was full of life, so Pan Huang was not dead yet and was undergoing an unknown transformation.

And so, Panhuang's body healed and dissolved in the pool, then healed and dissolved again, in a continuous cycle, until the white liquid in the pool had decreased to a height of two fingers, at which point the process stopped.

After stopping, the white liquid seemed to have a mind of its own, and actually carried Pan Huang out of the small puddle.

Pan Huang woke up shortly after being pulled out of the water pit. He was still a little confused and didn't know where he was.

When he lost consciousness, he only knew that he seemed to be climbing Mount Buzhou, but now the place felt somewhat unfamiliar to him.

"Wait!" Suddenly, Pan Huang thought of a possibility.

Upon realizing this possibility, Pan Huang quickly stood up and observed his surroundings. The next second, he laughed. The mountaintop—this was the summit of Buzhou Mountain! He had actually climbed to the top of Buzhou Mountain.

After laughing, Pan Huang cried again. He didn't know why he wanted to cry, but tears just kept flowing down his face. It took him a long time to calm down his complicated feelings.

Then he arrived at the puddle, and Pan Huang finally saw the full view of it. The puddle was not big, only about a meter in diameter, and he didn't know its depth, but it didn't look deep. He was very doubtful about how he had managed to stay in it.

"Pangu Jade Marrow, I never expected there would be Pangu Jade Marrow on Buzhou Mountain. If I bring it back, the strength of the other Ancestral Witches will be greatly improved, and their physical strength and bloodline will be enhanced and refined once again." Pan Huang muttered to himself.

After saying this, he knelt on the ground: "Please, Father God, have mercy!"

After Pan Huang finished speaking, he kowtowed three times heavily to the Pangu Jade Marrow. The next second, the Pangu Jade Marrow in the water pit began to flow and rotate. Seeing this, Pan Huang used stones to make a bottle that could store the Pangu Jade Marrow. After the bottle was successfully made, the Pangu Jade Marrow flew straight into the bottle.

"Thank you, Father God, for your mercy and love!" After putting away the Pangu Jade Marrow, Panhuang kowtowed three more times.

In his view, it was only right to kowtow to the great god Pangu. Not to mention that he was once the axe spirit of Pangu's axe and is now the ancestral witch, even if he did not have this identity, as an ordinary being in the prehistoric world, it was only right for him to kowtow to Pangu.

After the chalcedony was safely stored away, Pan Huang prepared to descend the mountain. He was already quite satisfied with obtaining the Pangu chalcedony and would not ask for anything more.

However, after taking only a few steps, a dark cloud appeared on Mount Buzhou. The cloud was not large, just enough to envelop Pan Huang. The next second, a hazy gray light fell from the cloud and landed directly on Pan Huang.

Pan Huang was immediately stunned. This was actually the Creation Mark, and it was so clear. In fact, the Ancestral Witches and the Three Pure Ones all had Creation Marks, but they were not very clear, so the Daoist rhyme would be very blurry when comprehending them.

Now, Pan Huang has actually received the inheritance of the Creation Mark once again, and this time it's a high-definition version, which makes Pan Huang's body tremble uncontrollably.

As the gray light enveloped Pan Huang, the dark cloud visibly shrank and disappeared in no time.

Pan Huang let out a long sigh of relief. His head was a little throbbing, but he could still handle it; he was just a little uncomfortable.

After resting for a while, Pan Huang headed down the mountain. It was at this moment that Pan Huang suddenly caught a glimpse of gray, which made him stop in his tracks.

This gray hue originated from the water pit containing the Pangu chalcedony. Upon reaching the edge of the water pit, Panhuang saw three fist-sized grayish-white stones.

"The Chaos Divine Stone!" Pan Huang exclaimed in surprise!

The reason he recognized the Chaos Stone was because the main material of the Pangu Axe was the Chaos Stone.

"Is this the Father God helping me? I was just thinking of reforging the Pangu Axe, and I found the Chaos Divine Stone on the top of Buzhou Mountain," Pan Huang muttered to himself.

After putting away the three Chaos God Stones, Pan Huang went down the mountain without looking back. His eyes were fixed on the front, and he didn't even dare to look around.

He was afraid that he might discover something good and then be unable to resist taking it.

He wasn't a greedy person; he had already received a lot here, and taking more would be insatiable.

Of course, this mentality only applies to Buzhou Mountain. If it were anywhere else, it would be all looted, all looted, and looted to the point of being completely robbed!

At the foot of the mountain, in front of the Pangu Hall.

The twelve Ancestral Witches were gathered together, their eyes filled with worry.

"Big brother, will thirteenth brother be alright?" Shebishi asked.

"No, I believe in my thirteenth brother!" Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, said before anyone else could speak.

"Yes, I believe in Thirteenth Brother too! He'll definitely be alright," Xuanming quickly added.

The reason they said this was to shut others up. They wouldn't allow anyone else to say anything bad about Panhuang, not even their own brothers.

"Yes, yes, thirteenth brother will definitely be alright," Shebi Shi quickly added.

"Of course I'll be fine! You brothers still don't trust your little brother!" Just as everyone was worried, a teasing voice came from outside the Pangu Hall.

Upon hearing this voice, all the Ancestral Witches stood up excitedly, for it was the voice of their thirteenth brother!

"Hahaha, I knew it, I knew it!" Shebishi rushed forward and hugged Panhuang tightly.

"Brothers and sisters, I'm sorry to have worried you." After hugging Shebi Shi, Pan Huang looked at the group of Ancestral Witches with a serious expression.

"It's good that you can come back, it's good that you can come back."

As women, Ru Shou, Xuan Ming, Hou Tu, and Xi Zi were quite emotional upon witnessing this scene, and tears were already welling up in their eyes.

Although they were ancestral witches, they were also female immortals and Panhuang's sisters.

"Brothers and sisters, I've found something good on the top of Buzhou Mountain. Please make arrangements for the tribe and then return here," Pan Huang said to the group of ancestral witches after exchanging pleasantries.

"Okay!" Zhu Rong nodded.

Two days later, the ancestral shamans had arranged everything in the tribe.

"I discovered Pangu Jade Marrow on the top of Buzhou Mountain. This is a treasure left to us by our father. If our brothers and sisters can absorb this jade marrow, their strength, bloodline, and physical body will be greatly enhanced."

"Hiss!!!" A gasp of cold air rang out.

The ancestral witches knew very well what Pangu Jade Marrow was, which is why they had such expressions.

"Brother, there isn't much chalcedony left. I've used most of it, so you can distribute the rest." Pan Huang handed the bottle containing the chalcedony to Di Jiang.

Upon seeing the bottle, Dijiang trembled as he took it, his eyes filled with excitement and anticipation.

"Then I won't bother you any longer. I'll take care of the tribe's affairs for you while I'm at it," Pan Huang said with a smile after handing the jade marrow to Di Jiang.

"Alright!" Dijiang nodded and led the group of Ancestral Witches into the Blood Pool in the back hall.

"Send someone to me." After leaving the Pangu Palace, Pan Huang contacted Mosquito Taoist and asked him to send someone to the Witch Clan.

In the sea of ​​blood, after receiving Pan Huang's message, Mosquito Taoist immediately ordered Styx to send a Blood God Child to Buzhou Mountain.

After the Blood God arrived at Buzhou Mountain, Pan Huang took out two smaller stone bottles.

"There are two portions of Pangu Jade Marrow here. Take them back and share them with Mosquito Daoist," Pan Huang said to the Blood God Child before him.

"What? You mean this is...?" When Blood God heard the four words "Pangu Jade Marrow," he thought he had misheard. Just as he was about to shout it out, he finally realized what was happening and tightly covered his mouth.

"Go ahead! Just don't let anyone find out." Pan Huang smiled.

Blood God Child nodded, transformed into a cloud of blood mist, and vanished instantly.

After the Blood God Child disappeared, Ruyi didn't need Pan Huang's reminder at all; she began to stir up the heavenly secrets and disrupt the traces of the Blood God Child's visit.

"Fifteen hundred years, there are still about fifteen hundred years left in the three lectures. It's time to stretch our muscles and bones," Pan Huang said with a smile, looking in the direction of Kunlun Mountain.

The next day, Panhuang issued an order to mobilize troops. While the ancestral shamans were in seclusion, they had already instructed the tribes to unconditionally obey the orders of Panhuang, the ancestral shaman.

In reality, even if the other ancestral witches didn't give instructions, these witch clans would unconditionally obey Pan Huang's orders, since the weapon witches had now become indispensable combat partners for the witch clans.

Once the Wu tribe youths had assembled, Pan Huang led them in a grand procession straight towards Kunlun Mountain.

At this time, after the Three Pure Ones left, Kunlun Mountain was only inhabited by the disciples of Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian, as well as a group of female immortals from Xikunlun.

When they discovered that Pan Huang's target was Kunlun Mountain, the female immortals of Xikunlun suddenly became nervous. They were afraid that the Wu tribe had come to cause them trouble. As for why they thought this, they didn't know. Perhaps it was because of the Eastern King Duke, or perhaps it was because of the Western Queen Mother's status as the head of the female immortals.

As for whether the Wu Clan came to find the Three Pure Ones, these female immortals never even considered it. In their view, the Wu Clan and the Three Pure Ones were both descendants of Pangu, so they shouldn't be fighting each other, right?

But the truth is, Pan Huang really did come to cause trouble for the Three Pure Ones.

The one who plotted against the Wu tribe and caused the war between the Wu and the demons was actually the Three Pure Ones. The amount of merit that Ruyi calculated was probably unmatched by anyone else in the entire prehistoric world except the Three Pure Ones. Laozi must have blocked Ruyi's calculations with the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda.

Others may not know, but Pan Huang knew perfectly well that the reason he had been patient all this time was actually for this moment.

As for whether they're afraid Laozi and the others will cause trouble for the Wu Clan after they return, they probably wouldn't dare now. After all, they haven't found a way to deal with Pangu's true form yet. And most importantly, they simply don't dare to cause trouble for the Wu Clan. Once Panhuang reveals their scheme against the Wu Clan, they will become enemies of both the Wu and Yao Clans.

At Kunlun Mountain, Duobao, Guangchengzi, and Chijingzi looked at the mighty army of the Wu tribe approaching, their faces showing solemn expressions.

"Senior Brother Duobao, what should we do if the Witch Clan is coming for us?" Chijingzi asked Duobao.

As Tongtian's disciple and the first disciple of the Three Pure Ones, Duobao naturally became the first disciple of the Three Pure Ones.

"It's alright, our Kunlun Mountain is protected by a great formation, the Wu Clan can't break our mountain-protecting formation," Duobao said, squinting his eyes.

Actually, there was one more thing Duobao didn't say: if the opponent attacked using Pangu's true form, they would have no ability to resist.

"Children, charge! I, the Ancestral Witch, only have one task for you: scrape the earth three feet deep." Pan Huang ignored Duobao and the other two standing on the hilltop and turned to the witch clan youths behind him, saying this.

"Witch! Witch! Witch!" The young men of the witch clan roared in fury and charged toward Kunlun Mountain.

The next second, a golden light shone from Kunlun Mountain, activating the protective formation and keeping all the Wu Clan outside.

"A mountain-protecting formation? I had completely forgotten about that!" Pan Huang muttered to himself upon seeing the mountain-protecting formation.

"Lord Ancestral Witch, there is a protective formation here, we can't get in!" Xing Tian came to Pan Huang.

"It's alright, leave it to me." Pan Huang waved his hand.

Upon arriving at the formation, Pan Huang poked it with his hand. It was very soft. Pan Huang used all his strength but could only poke it in one finger deep, and he couldn't break through the defense at all. Clearly, the formation was of a high level.

"I wonder if it can withstand my Divine Forging Law," Pan Huang muttered to himself.

Then, gray law energy appeared in his hand.

When the energy of the laws covered the formation, the entire mountain-protecting formation trembled slightly, and then an extremely strong repulsive force emanated from the formation, trying to shake Pan Huang's hand away.

But is it really that easy to shake off Pan Huang's hand? Obviously, that's unlikely.

"I didn't expect it to be a spirit array. The Three Pure Ones are quite lucky! No wonder they are hailed as the true descendants of Pangu." Pan Huang's lips curled into a mocking smile.

(End of this chapter)