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

After doing all this, Pan Xuan turned around and looked at Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti.

He solemnly cupped his hands in greeting, his voice steady and sincere:

"The three fellow Daoists are wise and righteous, and have broken the shackles. Pan Xuan thanks them."

Of the seven strands of primordial purple energy, six have already been stripped away and purified.

Hongjun only had Dijun's power left, which was still a threat, but no longer a cause for fear.

Since its inception, the Shinto system has achieved its current state thanks to the tremendous support of everyone.

Jieyin and Zhunti clasped their hands together, and Jieyin slowly said:

"Fellow Daoist Panxuan, there's no need for such formalities."

If it weren't for your restoration of the Western Earth Veins back then, there would be no Mount Sumeru today.

If it weren't for your repeated reminders, my fellow Daoist and I would still be completely unaware of this.

This cause and effect has been settled today.

Zhunti replied, "What you say is absolutely right, Senior Brother. After the Primordial Purple Qi was separated, our Dao hearts became clear, and our vows and methods advanced further."

Once the retreat at Mount Sumeru is complete, the Vow Power Dharma Gate can be more deeply integrated with the divine network, benefiting even more beings in the primordial world.

Pan Xuan nodded, then looked at Nuwa.

Nuwa was also looking at him. The heaviness in her clear eyes was gone, replaced by a long-lost ease and relief.

She remained silent for a long time, her gaze sweeping over everyone in the hall.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin and Zhunti, Fuxi, and Pan Xuan standing in front of her.

Over the long course of time, these people have been playing against Hongjun, dealing with the Heavenly Court, opening up the Underworld, and establishing reincarnation, gradually building up the divine system from scratch.

As Hongjun's personal disciple, she had been kept in the dark until today when she finally saw the truth.

"Fellow Daoist Panxuan."

Nuwa finally spoke, her voice still gentle, yet carrying an unprecedented certainty.

"Nuwa is willing to join the pantheon. Hongjun uses fragments of the Jade Disc of Creation to condense the Primordial Purple Qi."

He twisted the essence of the Way of Creation into a tool for controlling the Way of Heaven.

As the master of the Great Dao of Creation, Nuwa has a responsibility to vindicate the Dao of Creation.

If you, fellow Daoist, do not despise me, Nuwa is willing to contribute to the divine system with the Great Dao of Creation.

Upon hearing this, everyone in the hall showed expressions of relief.

Pan Xuan looked into Nuwa's clear eyes and solemnly cupped his hands in greeting:

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa's willingness to enter the divine path is a blessing for the divine path and also a blessing for creation."

The Starry Sky Divine Seal flew out from his sleeve, and its purple-gold light once again illuminated the Pangu Palace.

Pan Xuan, in his capacity as the Lord of the Divine Path, proclaimed to the Great Dao:

"Now there is the innate holy goddess Nuwa, who holds the great Dao of creation, is compassionate, and wishes to enter the divine system to benefit all living beings in the primordial world with the Dao of creation."

Nuwa was appointed as the Goddess of Creation, wielding the power of creation within the divine system, and ranking alongside the Three Pure Ones, the Goddess of Teaching, and Fuxi, the Goddess of Heavenly Secrets, at the pinnacle of the divine path.

Wherever the righteous gods of the divine path reside, and wherever the Way of Creation extends, the growth of all things and the nurturing of all living beings are under the control of the Creator God.

A divine law containing boundless vitality flew out from the Star Seal and landed between Nuwa's eyebrows.

The deity of the law was shaped like the Qiankun Cauldron, with patterns of the Nine Heavens' Breath Soil and the power of creation engraved on its body.

The crescent moon mark that originally marked Nuwa's brow merged perfectly with the laws of the Creator God.

The Qiankun Cauldron flew up on its own behind her, and the creation runes on the cauldron resonated with the divine laws in an unprecedentedly strong way.

The Way of Creation is the Great Way that creates all things, which coincides with the purpose of the divine system in maintaining the order of heaven and earth.

From this day forward, all life and growth in the primordial mountains and rivers will be protected by the Creator God.

Fuxi stood to the side, looking at the divine mark between his sister's eyebrows, a smile of satisfaction appearing on his lips.

Jieyin and Zhunti clasped their hands together and bowed slightly to Nuwa.

The twelve ancestral witches and the three pure ones also nodded to Nuwa, and the atmosphere in the hall was solemn and harmonious.

Another mark shaped like the Qiankun Cauldron was added to the Star God Seal, and the fortune of the God System surged once again at this moment.

The puzzle of the Shinto system is now basically complete.

The Wu tribe is the root of purification, the Three Pure Ones are the source of education, Nuwa is the origin of creation, and Fuxi is the eye of heavenly secrets.

The River Styx is the gate to the underworld, the Burning Lamp is the messenger of funerals, the Red Cloud is the bridge to blessings, and Zhen Yuanzi is the foundation of the earth.

In addition to Houtu, the Lord of Reincarnation, and Panxuan's own Fengdu Emperor, the pantheon encompasses everything from the order of heaven and earth to the education of all living beings, from the cycle of life and death to the vitality of creation.

Pan Xuan put the Star Seal into his sleeve and solemnly bowed to Nuwa:

"God of Creation, from this day forward, all authority concerning the Way of Creation within the divine system shall be held by you, fellow Daoist."

Nuwa returned the greeting, her voice still gentle, yet carrying an unprecedented certainty: "Nuwa will certainly not fail the trust placed in you by fellow Daoist."

Fuxi stepped forward and gently patted Nuwa on the shoulder.

The brother and sister smiled at each other, needing no further words; their tacit understanding and trust had long been ingrained in their countless years of companionship.

Jieyin and Zhunti clasped their hands together and congratulated Nuwa.

The twelve ancestral witches and the three pure ones also bowed in greeting, creating a solemn yet harmonious atmosphere in the Pangu Hall.

Pan Xuan suppressed these thoughts, withdrew the Star Seal, and walked towards the palace entrance.

Outside the Pangu Hall, the sky above Buzhou Mountain remained vast and boundless, with the starlight curtain of the Zhou Tian Star Array slowly swirling overhead.

He gazed at the land he had protected for so many years, his heart undisturbed.

The branches and leaves of the Divine Tree have covered most of the ancient land.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Three Pure Ones, the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin clans, the Blood Sea and the Styx River, Jieyin and Zhunti, Nuwa and Fuxi.

These innate deities who would later stand at the pinnacle of the primordial world have now gathered around the divine system.

From starting out as a lone wolf to now flourishing, this journey has been long, but every step has been taken steadily.

Hongjun was locked within the core of the Heavenly Dao, and Dijun's Heavenly Court temporarily ceased its activities, bringing a rare period of peace to the prehistoric world.

But Pan Xuan knew that this peace would not last long.

The day a sage is born, when the Heavenly Way trembles, marks the beginning of the final struggle between the Divine Way and the Heavenly Way.

That day is not far away.

Afterwards, the escape lights of Nuwa, Fuxi, Jieyin, and Zhunti disappeared one after another in the sky outside the Pangu Palace.

After seeing off the four newly entered divine beings, Pan Xuan did not rest for a moment. He immediately used the Starry Divine Seal to summon the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Three Pure Ones to gather in the Pangu Palace.

Zhu Rong was the last to arrive; he had just finished instructing Chi Yan on the method of controlling the Nanming Li Fire in the cultivation secret realm.

His head and face were still covered in the heat rising from the secret realm's fire.

Upon entering the hall, he strode to his seat, took a large gulp of tea from the teacup on the stone table, wiped his mouth, and asked:

"Brother Panxuan, Nuwa has just entered the path of divinity. Why don't you rest for a couple of days? What's the rush?"

Pan Xuan stood with his hands behind his back in the center of the hall, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

All twelve Ancestral Witches were present. Houtu sat below Dijiang, the Lord of Reincarnation and the mark of the Ancestral Witch of Earth reflecting each other between her brows.

The remaining eleven Ancestral Witches have also condensed the rudiments of their primordial spirits. The divine law between their brows and the faint light of their primordial spirits resonate with each other, making them far stronger than when they first took form at the bottom of Buzhou Mountain.

The Three Pure Ones sat upright in the guest seats, while Laozi, the Supreme Pure One, closed his eyes to rest.

The Yin and Yang energies flowed slowly throughout his body; Yuanshi sat upright, the light of chaos faintly appearing and disappearing in his sleeves.

Tongtian leaned casually against the stone pillar, the Four Swords of Zhuxian hanging behind him, their sword intent concealed.

The seven Calabash Brothers each found a place to sit in a corner of the hall. Chi Yan and Zi Xiao sat together, Bi Luo leaned against Hou Tu, and Qing Xiao, Jin Chen, Huang Yue, and Lan Yuan sat quietly to the side.

Pan Xuan deliberately invited them to sit in on the proceedings. These new generation members would eventually have to take charge on their own, and seeing the decision-making process at the pinnacle of the divine path would only benefit them.

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa has entered the Divine Path, and Fellow Daoist Jieyin and Zhunti's Primordial Purple Qi has also been separated. The fortune and law framework of the Divine Path system have reached an unprecedented height."

Pan Xuan spoke, his voice steady and clear.

"But the order of the primordial world is not static."

Dear brothers and sisters, have you ever thought that as the pantheon expands, mountain gods and water gods each perform their duties, and the cycle of funerals continues as usual?

The way of education also began to take root and sprout in the primordial wilderness.

What's missing from this complete framework of order?

Everyone looked at each other.

The pantheon covers mountains and rivers, lakes and seas, the sky and clouds, and the netherworld and blood sea, with mountain gods and water gods governing the world.

There are the Three Pure Ones who govern education, Nuwa who governs creation, Randeng who governs funerals, Houtu who governs reincarnation, and Fuxi who governs the deduction of heavenly secrets.

This framework of order is already as complete as it gets, so what's missing?

Pan Xuan did not answer directly, but instead took out a palm-sized copper coin from his sleeve.