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

It was a feeling that was hard to describe.

It was as if that thin membrane in his soul, which did not belong to this world, had been completely cleaved apart by the force of that axe.

From this day forward, he was no longer an "anomaly" or a "transmigrator." His soul had been perfectly integrated with this primordial world.

Pangu's consciousness withdrew its gaze and looked at him calmly.

"I have erased your identity as an anomaly." Pangu's voice remained calm. "From this day forward, you are a member of this world, no different from anyone else."

Pan Xuan bowed deeply, his voice solemn: "Thank you, Father God."

Pangu's consciousness nodded slightly, and a hint of gentleness suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"I have something to entrust to you."

Pan Xuan raised his head and looked at Pan Gu.

Pangu's consciousness fell silent for a moment, as if recalling something, or as if pondering something.

After a long silence, he spoke slowly, his voice carrying an indescribable emotion:

"The Witch Clan... are people formed from my essence and blood. They inherited the power of my physical body, but because of this, they are unable to give birth to a primordial spirit."

They are powerful, yet fragile; they are brave, yet reckless.

They are the bloodline I left behind in this world, the children I cherish most.

He paused, then continued, "The birth of Houtu's primordial spirit is a good thing."

However, the other ancestral witches still do not have a primordial spirit.

They will face many difficulties and dangers in the future. I cannot protect them forever, nor can I protect them forever.

Pangu's consciousness looked at Panxuan, his eyes filled with entrustment and expectation:

"Although you are an anomaly, you are also formed from my righteous spirit, the merits of creation, and the primordial energy of heaven and earth. You and the Wu clan are originally one."

You possess divine wisdom, the power of righteousness, and the profound and virtuous Dharma.

You have the ability to help them, and you also have the responsibility to protect them.

Pan Xuan listened quietly, a feeling he couldn't quite describe welling up inside him.

"Take good care of the Wu tribe for me." Pangu's voice became solemn, each word weighing as heavy as a thousand pounds. "Take good care of my children for me."

Pan Xuan remained silent for a moment.

He knew what this entrustment meant.

This means that he must do everything in his power to protect the witch clan, that he must use his wisdom and supernatural powers to help the witch clan, and that he must shoulder the fate of the witch clan.

He took a deep breath, raised his head, and met Pangu's gaze with unwavering eyes.

"Rest assured, Father God."

Pan Xuan's voice was solemn and firm, every word coming from the bottom of his heart: "Although Pan Xuan is not formed from the essence and blood of the Father God, he is born from the righteous energy of the Father God."

The Wu tribe are Pan Xuan's brothers and sisters, and protecting the Wu tribe is Pan Xuan's duty.

Pan Xuan will not fail the trust placed in him by the Father God; he will use all his strength to protect the Wu tribe and every brother and sister.

Pangu's consciousness looked at him, and a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.

"it is good."

A single word, yet it contains boundless trust and expectation.

Pangu's figure began to blur, and his towering body gradually dissipated into the void.

He created the world and transformed into all things; his remaining consciousness has waited for countless years atop Mount Buzhou.

All this was to impart the Great Dao of Power and the Great Array of Heavenly Gods and Demons to the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and to entrust this task to Pan Xuan.

Now that his mission is complete, it's time for him to disappear.

"Go...carry my entrustment, and create a future that belongs to you..."

Pangu's voice grew weaker and weaker, his figure faded and faded, and finally, he completely disappeared into the void.

Pan Xuan stood in that void and bowed deeply in the direction where Pangu had disappeared.

"Farewell, Father God. Pan Xuan will not fail in his mission."

In the void, the chaotic light slowly dissipated.

He didn't know how much time had passed before he felt his feet touch solid ground.

He opened his eyes and found himself back at the summit of Buzhou Mountain.

The twelve Ancestral Witches also emerged from the chaotic light and stood beside him.

The chaotic light gradually subsided and eventually disappeared completely, restoring tranquility to the summit of Mount Buzhou.

On the blue stone in the center of the mountaintop, the chaotic light has disappeared, leaving only an ordinary stone.

The thirteen people exchanged glances, and each saw shock and emotion in the other's eyes.

"Father God..." Dijiang said softly, his resolute face still wet with tears.

He looked at the other ancestral witches and said in a deep voice, "My father god has taught me the Great Dao of Power and the Great Array of the Heavenly Gods and Demons. From now on, the strength of my witch clan will reach a new level."

Zhu Rong wiped his face and grinned, "I received it too!"

"The Great Dao of Power, the Heavenly Divine Array left to us by our Father God, is indeed the best thing!"

Gonggong nodded, unusually refraining from arguing with Zhurong: "The grace of the Father God will be unforgettable for eternity."

Houtu said softly, "Father God also helped me elevate my primordial spirit to the same level as my physical body."

From this day forward, my primordial spirit is completely stable.

The ancestral witches looked at Houtu with delight.

Houtu's primordial spirit is stable, which means that she can begin to break through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm and begin to refine the Destruction Stele.

It can truly unleash the full potential of the first primordial spirit of the Wu clan.

"Good!" Dijiang shouted, "Today's event is a tremendous opportunity for our Wu clan!"

The Father God bestows the Dharma, and Houtu's primordial spirit achieves great success—a double blessing!

Zhu Rong laughed loudly, "Let's go back and have a proper celebration! I've been so cooped up these past few days!"

The ancestral witches all nodded, their faces beaming with joy.

Pan Xuan stood aside, looking at these ancestral witches, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

He looked down at his hands and could feel that the trace of the "anomaly" in his soul had been completely erased.

From this day forward, he will no longer be a time traveler or an outsider, but a true member of this primordial world.

The shock of that axe blow still lingered in his mind.

The power of that axe strike had been integrated into his soul, becoming the most precious treasure on his path of cultivation.

His conversation with Pangu and his promise to Pangu are things he will fulfill with his entire life.

Houtu walked to his side and whispered, "Brother Panxuan, what are you thinking about?"

Pan Xuan raised his head and smiled slightly: "I was thinking about what Father God said."

Houtu didn't press him for details, but simply patted his shoulder gently and said softly:

"No matter what God the Father says, we are together."

Pan Xuan nodded: "Sister Houtu is right. We'll be together."

Zhu Rong walked over, slapped Pan Xuan on the shoulder, and laughed loudly, "Brother Pan Xuan, let's go! Back to the Pangu Palace! We must have a good drink today!"

Pan Xuan steadied himself and said with a smile, "Brother Zhurong, please show mercy."

The ancestral witches burst into laughter.

Thirteen people stood atop Mount Buzhou, overlooking the entire primordial land.

As the sun sets, it paints the sky a golden-red hue.

The light shone on them and on the mountain that bore the will of Pangu.

"Let's go." With a command from Dijiang, the thirteen people transformed into streaks of light and flew down from the top of Buzhou Mountain, heading towards the Pangu Palace.

Back in the hall, everyone took their seats.

Dijiang sat in the main seat, his resolute face still showing excitement.

He looked around and said in a deep voice, "Today's events represent a tremendous opportunity for our Wu clan."

The Great Dao of Power and the Great Array of Heavenly Gods and Demons, imparted by the Father God, will be the foundation for our future dominance over heaven and earth.

But this matter must not be revealed to outsiders; even the high shaman of the witch clan cannot easily disclose it.

The ancestral witches all nodded in agreement. The Great Dao of Power and the Great Array of Heavenly Gods and Demons were personally passed down by the Father God, and were of great importance, so they should not be revealed to outsiders.