Primordial Era: The Witch Clan's Dog-Headed Strategist

When the three beams of light landed in front of Buzhou Mountain, the Three Pure Ones simultaneously removed their disguises.

The Yin and Yang energies of the Tai Chi diagram, the chaotic light of the Pangu Banner, and the sword intent barrier of the Four Swords of Zhuxian quietly dissipated.

For the first time, the three innate deities transformed from Pangu's primordial spirit stood on the land of the Wu tribe in their original forms.

Mount Buzhou still stands tall and majestic, its towering peaks piercing the clouds. The fierce winds at its summit intertwine with the sea of ​​clouds, forming a vast, desolate barrier that stretches across the sky.

The divine light of the mountain god enveloped the entire Buzhou Mountain, and the earth's spiritual energy flowed in an orderly manner, which was completely different from the cold and beautiful Kunlun Mountain.

This place feels more profound, more ancient, and closer to the primordial atmosphere of the beginning of time.

The Three Pure Ones did not deliberately release their power, but they appeared in front of Buzhou Mountain at the same time.

That invisible aura continues to stir up ripples in the Wu Clan's network of destiny.

In the Pangu Hall, Pan Xuan opened his eyes almost at the same instant that the Three Pure Ones removed their coverings.

He was sitting in the main hall discussing with Dijiang the follow-up arrangements for the various tribes' cultivation secret realms.

Sensing the three auras, he smiled slightly, stood up, and said to Di Jiang, "Our guests have arrived."

Dijiang also sensed those three auras.

The Yin and Yang energies of Taiqing Laozi, the chaotic light of Yuqing Yuanshi, and the sharp sword intent of Shangqing Tongtian.

Unlike the last time in Kunlun Mountain.

This time, the subtle sense of repulsion was gone from these three auras; instead, there was a sense of composure and solemnity.

He nodded slowly: "I'll go and gather the other brothers."

The ancestral witches in the Pangu Palace quickly arrived.

The nine ancestral witches—Zhurong, Gonggong, Xuanming, Jumang, Rushou, Qiangliang, Xizi, Shebishi, and Tianwu—arrived from their respective cultivation realms or tribal settlements.

They took their seats in the main hall in order.

Dijiang and Zhujiuyin were already seated on either side of the main seat, and the eleven ancestral witches were gathered together.

The atmosphere in the hall was calmer than ever before when the meeting was being held.

Zhu Rong didn't make a sound; he simply sat in his seat, the Southern Bright Fire burning quietly around him, neither leaping wildly nor crackling.

Gonggong, unusually, did not close his eyes to rest; his gaze was slightly lowered, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

Xuanming still had that cold and aloof demeanor, but the chill emanating from him had lessened considerably.

Pan Xuan saw that everyone had arrived, turned around and walked out of the Pangu Hall.

Standing on a blue stone platform at the foot of Mount Buzhou, the Three Pure Ones were gazing at the towering pillar before them.

The bluestone platform beneath their feet is the natural gate of Mount Buzhou.

On either side of the platform stand two rows of stone pillars formed by the power of the mountain god, with reliefs depicting the achievements of the great shamans of the Wu tribe throughout history.

In front of the platform is the main mountain road of Buzhou Mountain, and countless natural patterns of laws have formed on the rock walls on both sides of the mountain road.

That is the trace left by the fusion of the remaining will in Pangu's spine and the earth veins of Buzhou Mountain.

"What a magnificent Buzhou Mountain!"

Taiqing Laozi sighed softly, and the yin and yang energies slowly flowed in his deep, abyss-like eyes.

"The last time I came here was before the sermon at Zixiao Palace."

Although this mountain was majestic back then, it was not as orderly as it is today.

The divine system truly lives up to its reputation for regulating the earth's veins and harmonizing spiritual energy.

Shangqing Tongtian stood at the edge of the platform.

His gaze swept over the secret cultivation grounds in the mountains and the Wu tribe members on the training grounds, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes:

"The Wu tribe is known as brutes, but the Buzhou Mountain under the rule of these brutes is more orderly than any other blessed land I have ever seen."

These clansmen possessed an overwhelming aura of malevolence, and their physical bodies were tempered to be even more robust than those of ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortals.

With such military prowess alone, few forces in the primordial world could rival it.

Yuqing Yuanshi did not speak, but his gaze lingered on the flow of the earth's veins at Buzhou Mountain for a long time.

Kunlun Mountain is also the ancestor of all mountains, but compared with Buzhou Mountain...

The earth veins of Kunlun Mountain are like an untamed wild horse, rich in spiritual energy but chaotic and disorderly.

The earth veins of Buzhou Mountain are like a well-trained battle formation, with each stream of spiritual energy flowing along a predetermined trajectory, neither interfering with each other nor hindering one another.

This was not formed naturally, but rather is the result of the mountain god managing the earth's veins.

He had to admit that the Wu tribe did indeed have exceptional abilities in governing mountains and rivers.

Just then, a streak of purple-gold light flew out from the depths of Buzhou Mountain and landed in front of the platform.

Pan Xuan was still wearing that purple-gold robe, his aura was as gentle as jade, and there was a faint smile between his brows.

He bowed respectfully, his tone both friendly and solemn:

"As expected, the three fellow Daoists kept their promises."

Pan Xuan has been waiting here for a long time. The journey from Kunlun Mountain to Buzhou Mountain is long and arduous.

Taiqing Laozi nodded slightly in return:

"Fellow Daoist Panxuan, you flatter me."

After my fellow Daoist spoke to me in the Kunlun Mountains, my two fellow disciples and I pondered it deeply and it confirmed some of our thoughts.

I apologize for the inconvenience caused by my visit today.

"Not at all."

Pan Xuan smiled slightly and gestured for him to enter.

"The three fellow Daoists have come from afar and should have enjoyed the scenery of Buzhou Mountain."

However, we have important matters to discuss right now, so let's go into the hall for a cup of tea first, and we can explore the mountains another day.

The twelve elder brothers and sisters were already waiting in the hall.

The Three Pure Ones followed Pan Xuan up the mountain path of Buzhou Mountain and headed towards the Pangu Palace.

As they passed through the restrictive barrier of the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array.

An invisible scanning force swept over them, causing all three to pause slightly.

Although the oppressive power of the formation was concealed, the three of them could naturally see how terrifying it was.

"The Great Array of the Celestial Stars".

Shangqing Tongtian looked up at the faint starlight overhead, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

"The power of all 365 celestial main stars has been activated."

The grand formation that Di Jun and Tai Yi set up on the Sun Star is probably inferior to this one.

Pan Xuan smiled modestly: "Fellow Daoist Tongtian, you flatter me."

It was merely borrowing the light of the star's origin; it's nothing special.

As they spoke, the blood pool and five innate spiritual roots in front of the Pangu Palace appeared before them.

When the Three Pure Ones' gaze fell upon the five innate spiritual roots, all three fell silent.

The four colors of the banana tree change, and the primordial forces of earth, water, wind, and fire intertwine among its branches and leaves.

The four colors of light were perfectly natural, as if they contained the original forms of the four elements of earth, water, wind, and fire when the world was created.

The innate gourd vines meandered, and seven flower buds emitted seven-colored light.

Each flower bud contains a fundamental law that is almost like the Tao itself.

The power of creation is conceived and flows within it, a mystery of creation that even sages may not be able to fully comprehend.

Nine golden plums sway on the branch, with the three ancient seal characters "Huangzhongli" faintly visible on the peel.

Each fruit exuded an aura of the Great Dao that could drive even a Quasi-Saint mad.

The Yellow Plum is one of the ten supreme innate spiritual roots of the primordial world. Eating just one plum can give one the chance to attain the Great Luo Dao Fruit, and this tree in front of us actually has nine plums growing on it.

The Wudao tea trees are lush and verdant, with golden light mingling with the aroma of tea on their tender buds.

The refreshing aroma of the tea alone is enough to clear one's mind and make one's perception of the laws of nature more distinct.

If you brew tea with this tea, the effect of enlightenment will probably be no less than a small-scale epiphany.

The five-needle pine needles of five colors intertwine as shown in the picture, and the power of the five elements circulates endlessly within the pine cone.

The five-colored light did not represent ordinary spiritual energy of the five elements.

Rather, it is the embodiment of the most fundamental Five Elements principle; a pine nut is a natural embryo of a Five Elements spiritual treasure.

Yuqing Yuanshi's gaze lingered on each of the five innate spiritual roots, finally settling on the seven flower buds of the innate gourd vine.

On his always dignified face, a muscle twitched almost imperceptibly.

He had lived for countless years and considered himself to be very knowledgeable, but these five innate spiritual roots before him were truly astounding.

Each one is a top-grade spiritual root capable of suppressing the fortune of a major sect; for an ordinary force, obtaining even one would be an immense stroke of luck.

The witch clan casually planted it by the blood pool in front of the palace, without even sending any guards, as if it were just an ordinary ornamental plant.

This depth of knowledge cannot be described as merely "profound"; it is truly unfathomable.