In the primordial era: the Wu tribe ceased its struggle for supremacy, and Hongjun collapsed!

Thus began a pleasant "discussion" between the host and guests.

Zhu Rong and Gong Gong enthusiastically rushed into the formation set up by Fu Xi. Fu Xi used the music of his zither to control the formation, creating the elements of heaven, earth, wind, thunder, water, fire, mountains, and marshes.

Then Tu remained outside the formation, sitting opposite Nuwa.

Nuwa looked at the two Ancestral Witches in the formation who, though trapped, were still full of energy and physically withstood the power of the formation, and couldn't help but sigh, "Truly blessed by Heaven."

Then, she turned her gaze to Houtu, a hint of warmth flashing in her eyes: "Does this elder sister cultivate the Great Dao of Earth? I cultivate Creation, and Creation depends on the earth for its existence. I wonder if I could discuss the Dao with you, elder sister?"

Houtu sensed Nuwa's goodwill and nodded with a smile, "I couldn't be happier. I'm also very curious about my sister's path to creation."

The two goddesses whispered to each other outside the formation, exchanging their insights on the Great Dao, a scene of serene beauty.

Inside the formation, however, the scene was quite different.

"Hey! Fuxi, how come the wind can change direction?"

"Gonggong, watch out! Your water has extinguished my fire!"

"Shut up, Zhurong! It's your own fault for being stupid!"

……

Several days later, when Zhu Rong and Gong Gong emerged from the formation, although they were somewhat covered in dust and their clothes were slightly disheveled, their spirits were higher than ever before.

"That was exhilarating! Absolutely exhilarating!" Zhu Rong rubbed his slightly sore shoulders, gave Fuxi a thumbs-up, and said, "Fellow Daoist Fuxi, your formation is truly impressive; it made my head spin. But I've gotten the hang of it. Next time, I'll bring my elder brother along, and we'll definitely be able to break your formation!"

Fuxi also had a smile on his face. Although he had expended a lot of energy, he had also discovered several flaws in his formation through the powerful attacks of the two ancestral witches, and had gained a lot.

Before parting, Nuwa, grateful for Houtu's insights into the laws of the earth that enabled her to gain new understanding of the way of creation, took out a section of vine and gave it to Houtu.

"Although this item is not a supreme treasure, it contains primordial spiritual water and the vitality of creation, which may be useful to Fellow Daoist Gonggong."

Houtu thanked her, and as a return gift, she took out a piece of "Earth Vein Solomon's Seal" that she had obtained during her travels. This item has a miraculous effect on stabilizing the Taoist temple and nourishing the physical body.

"Thank you for your hospitality, fellow Daoists."

After leaving Phoenix Perch Mountain, Zhu Rong, though bruised and battered, was beaming with excitement, waving his staff: "Hey, Big Brother was right to send us out! There are so many capable people in this prehistoric world. That Fuxi looks weak, but he's no pushover when he gets going! And I didn't cause any trouble this time; they invited me in to 'help' test the formation. Big Brother will definitely praise me when we get back!"

Looking at the self-satisfied Zhurong, Houtu and Gonggong exchanged a glance, both smiling helplessly, and continued on their way to their next destination.

In the far north, the wind howls and the land is frozen solid for thousands of miles.

This is a desolate and frigid land, rarely visited by humans, but for the tough and resilient Wu tribe, it is a natural playground.

"Hahaha! That's great! That's great!"

A cyan hurricane swept across the ice plains, shattering the ice and whipping up a blizzard. That was Tianwu, the ancestral sorcerer of wind.

"Eighth brother, you're too slow!"

A bolt of lightning instantly surpassed the speed of a hurricane, and Qiang Liang was enveloped in purple lightning, like a thunder god descending to earth, covering thousands of miles in an instant.

"That's because you didn't see me!"

The ancestor of electricity, Xizi, transformed into a bolt of lightning, moving even faster than Qiangliang, leaving behind a series of afterimages in the air.

This trio is the "Speed ​​Squad" among the Ancestral Witches. They headed north, racing against each other, and unknowingly ventured deep into the heart of the North Sea.

"Boom!"

The three's reckless running shattered the tranquility of the North Sea. Lightning struck the sea, creating towering waves; a hurricane whipped up the seawater, forming a water dragon reaching to the sky.

Just as the three were having a great time, the originally deep and dark sea suddenly began to churn violently.

An unimaginably enormous black shadow slowly emerged from the seabed. The shadow was so large that it was estimated to be thousands of miles long, resembling a moving continent.

"roar--!"

A deep, furious roar came from the seabed, followed by a gigantic maw large enough to swallow the heavens and earth, with a terrifying suction force, trying to swallow the three "little bugs" that were disturbing their peaceful sleep.

"Wow! What a huge fish!" Tianwu stopped, his eyes wide, a trickle of liquid even dripping from the corner of his mouth. "Big Brother said there's a fish in the Northern Sea called Kun, and that Kun is so big that it can't fit in one pot... It's true!"

"Stew my ass! It's going to eat us!" Qiang Liang shouted, lightning condensing in his hand into a thunder spear, which he fiercely stabbed at the giant mouth.

"Sizzle—"

Thunder exploded in the giant mouth of the Kun, which was merely a tickle to the Kun's enormous size, but it thoroughly enraged the overlord of the North Sea—the demon master Kunpeng.

"Ignorant barbarians, how dare you disturb my peaceful cultivation!"

Enraged, Kunpeng shook its body and broke free from the sea, transforming into a giant roc that blotted out the sky. With a flap of its wings, it soared ninety thousand miles into the sky.

"Transformed? Turned into a bird?" Xizi shouted excitedly. "Bird meat is delicious! Roasted wings!"

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng nearly fell off the sky in anger. He, a dignified innate deity, was being treated as food?

"Wind and Thunder Combined!"

Tianwu and Qiangliang exchanged a glance and instantly cooperated perfectly. The wind amplified the thunder's power, and the thunder borrowed the wind's might.

In an instant, a huge thunderstorm tornado formed above the North Sea, tightly binding the Kunpeng in the air.

Xi Zi then transformed into a bolt of lightning, specifically targeting the weak points in Kunpeng's defenses.

Although Kunpeng possessed profound cultivation and extremely high speed, he was unable to gain the upper hand against these three reckless and equally monstrous Ancestral Witches.

Especially since these three guys were too tough. His claws could only leave a white mark on their bodies, but a punch from them could make his blood surge.

"Where the hell did this monster come from?!" Kunpeng exclaimed in horror.

After fighting for three days and three nights, Kunpeng realized that he was no match for these three barbarians, and the way they looked at him was getting hungrier and hungrier.

"unlucky!"

Kunpeng was also a decisive person. With a flap of its wings, it used its innate divine power and instantly transformed into a stream of light, disappearing into the void without a trace.

"Hey! Don't run away, big bird!" Tianwu waved regretfully.

Although they didn't get to eat Kunpeng meat, the three of them discovered the ruins of an abandoned dragon palace near Kunpeng's lair.

Inside, they plundered a considerable amount of deep-sea cold iron and millennia-old ice essence.

"Hehe, take these shiny stones back to Big Brother, he'll definitely praise us!" Qiang Liang happily put away a piece of cold iron the size of an iceberg. They had primordial spirits, plus the Jade Butterfly of Creation, so in addition to being proficient in their own laws, they also dabbled in some unorthodox paths.

In the west, the aura of metal is bleak and deadly.

Ru Shou, Ju Mang, and Xuan Ming traveled among the towering mountains.

Ru Shou is the ancestral sorcerer of metal, possessing a natural affinity for metal veins. He traveled and "ate" his way through the land. When he encountered high-quality ore, he would grab it and stuff it directly into his mouth, crunching it with delight.

"Fourth Brother, can you please stop eating? Doesn't your tooth hurt?" Jumang, dressed in a green robe, walked with lotus-like steps, bringing spring to withered trees wherever he went. He shook his head as he watched Rushou's rude eating habits.

"What do you know? This is replenishing our source," Ru Shou mumbled. "Ahead...there's something good ahead! Such pure Geng metal energy!"

Following their senses, the three arrived at a majestic snow-capped mountain – West Kunlun.