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

The East China Sea stretches out in a vast expanse of mist and waves.

Zifuzhou is hidden among the misty waves, appearing and disappearing intermittently.

Pan Xuan landed and stood in front of Zifu Continent.

The mountain gate exudes an ancient charm, as if it had existed since the beginning of time.

He slowly walked into the mountain and felt that the pure yang energy in the mountain was so rich that it was almost solidified, like a sun that never sets, warm and vast.

Before an ancient palace, a Taoist priest dressed in a crimson-gold robe stood with his hands behind his back, quietly gazing at the waves of the East China Sea.

The Taoist priest possessed an aura of boundless pure Yang energy, seemingly the embodiment of all masculine power in the world. He was none other than the Eastern King Duke.

"Fellow Daoist Panxuan, you've come from afar, a rare guest indeed," Dongwanggong said, his voice as deep and resonant as a bell. "Please."

Pan Xuan bowed respectfully: "Lord Dongwang, I apologize for disturbing you."

The two sat facing each other. Dongwanggong personally poured a cup of pure yang spiritual tea, pushed it in front of Pan Xuan, and slowly said:

"Fellow Daoist, you are now the master of the Primordial Divine Path, a sage of unparalleled virtue."

"You have personally graced my Purple Mansion Continent with your presence; surely you have some important matter to discuss."

Pan Xuan accepted the spirit tea, but did not drink it immediately.

He raised his eyes, looked directly at the Eastern King Duke, and slowly said, "Fellow Daoist, to be honest..."

I have come here to investigate an old matter concerning Hongjun.

"Hongjun?"

The Eastern King frowned slightly, a complex light flickering in his eyes.

"Hasn't he already left the primordial world?"

"It is precisely because he has left that I am even more determined to investigate."

Pan Xuan slowly said, "Hongjun is a man who excels at planning."

He once ruled the Heavenly Dao for countless eras, planting countless hidden schemes throughout the primordial world.

The Investiture of the Gods is one example.

I fear... he may have left some kind of backup plan for you as well.

Upon hearing this, the Eastern King remained silent for a long time.

He slowly closed his eyes, as if sensing something.

After a long while, he opened his eyes and slowly said:

"Fellow Daoist's concerns are not unfounded."

I just looked inward and carefully sensed myself, and indeed... I vaguely felt that there seemed to be a very subtle abnormality deep within my soul.

The anomaly was extremely faint; if you hadn't mentioned it, I probably would never have noticed it in my entire life.

Upon hearing this, Pan Xuan's gaze sharpened slightly: "May I have a look?"

Dongwanggong nodded: "Please go ahead, fellow Daoist."

Pan Xuan raised his hand, and divine power slowly surged out, like a warm ray of light, enveloping the Eastern King Duke.

He carefully, inch by inch, explored the depths of the Eastern King's soul.

After a long silence, he slowly withdrew his hand, his gaze deep and thoughtful.

"I guessed right."

Deep within your soul, there is indeed a very subtle mark, which was quietly imprinted by Hongjun with the power of the Heavenly Dao.

That mark, so faint, yet it lurks deep within your soul.

Like a dormant seed, waiting to be quietly awakened by some unseen force.

"Just as I thought."

The Eastern King Duke spoke slowly,

"It must have been when he appointed me as the head of the male immortals that he quietly imprinted this mark on me."

Pan Xuan nodded:

"Hongjun's schemes have always been like this. Under the guise of spreading the Tao, he secretly lays hidden traps on all living beings."

You can't be blamed for being schemed against by him.

However, if this mark is not removed, and if Hongjun were to use it as a pretext to manipulate you in the future, it would become a major hidden danger for the primordial world.

"Then, in your opinion, what should we do?" asked the Eastern King.

Pan Xuan's gaze was resolute: "I will remove this mark for you today!"

After Pan Xuan removed the mark from the Eastern King Duke, he traveled westward and arrived at the Western Kunlun.

On the western Kunlun Mountains, clouds and mist swirl, creating an ethereal atmosphere.

At the summit of that mountain, there is a Jade Pool, its waters clear and sparkling, like a mirror reflecting the heavens and the earth.

On the shore of the Jade Pool, a beautiful female fairy, dressed in a plain white robe, stood quietly by the pool, seemingly one with the Jade Pool itself.

She was none other than the Queen Mother of the West.

"Fellow Daoist Panxuan, you must be tired from your long journey."

The Queen Mother of the West spoke, her voice clear and melodious, as gentle as the waters of the Jade Pool, "Please."

Pan Xuan bowed respectfully and said, "Queen Mother of the West, please forgive my unauthorized visit."

The Queen Mother of the West stood by the Jade Pool and slowly said:

"Fellow Daoist has come from Zifu Continent, so you must have already met the Eastern King Duke."

"Fellow Daoist, have you come here regarding the matter of Hongjun?"

Pan Xuan said, "I did this precisely to investigate whether Hongjun had also left a contingency plan on you."

Upon hearing this, the Queen Mother of the West slowly closed her eyes, then opened them a moment later, a knowing glint in her eyes:

"To be honest, fellow Daoist, when I looked inward just now, I also vaguely felt a very faint abnormality deep within my soul."

It was as if a very deep mark was quietly lurking in the darkness.

It seems that this was quietly imprinted when Hongjun preached at Zixiao Palace back then.

Hongjun, under the guise of spreading the Dao, secretly laid hidden traps for all living beings; this was his consistent method.

You and Dongwanggong are both incarnations of the Yin and Yang of the primordial world. If you are controlled by Hongjun with his mark, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Today, I will rid you of this ailment as well.

He raised his hand, and divine power surged forth once more, like a gentle ray of light, enveloping the Queen Mother of the West.

After a moment, he withdrew his hand and slowly said, "I have removed the mark deep in your soul."

From this point on, Hongjun had no more means to manipulate you.

The Queen Mother of the West stood by the Jade Pool, sensing that deep within her soul, some invisible shackles seemed to have quietly dissipated.

She said slowly, "Fellow Daoist Panxuan, the Queen Mother of the West will remember this kindness."

"If the primordial world ever needs my help, please give me your instructions."

Pan Xuan cupped his hands and said, "You flatter me."

We all live in this ancient land, and it is our duty to fight against foreign enemies together.

You and Dongwanggong are the embodiment of Yin and Yang in the primordial world, and also the foundation of the primordial world.

Protecting you is protecting the foundation of the primordial world.

After returning from Zifu Continent and Xikunlun, Pan Xuan stood in Daluo Heaven, and a great weight was finally lifted from his heart.

The marks of Hongjun on the bodies of the Eastern King Duke and the Western Queen Mother have been completely removed.

Within the Heavenly Court, at the Jade Pool of Haotian, Emperor Jun secretly kept an eye on things, but no unusual activity was observed.

The Investiture of the Gods has been returned to the Heavenly Way.

The hidden threats left by Hongjun in various parts of the prehistoric world have all been eliminated.

Within the primordial wilderness, the threat posed by Hongjun was finally gone.

Pan Xuan stood atop the Great Luo Heaven, overlooking the vast and primordial wilderness.

Immortals and mortals are separated, and each of the three realms is at peace with its place.

With the four religions standing together, education flourishes and wealth flows freely, bringing vitality; funeral rites are passed down, and people's hearts become kind and compassionate.

The karma of the three races is cleansed, allowing the ancestral saints to advance in their cultivation; sages and saints emerge in great numbers...

"To repel external aggression, we must first pacify internal strife."

Pan Xuan said slowly, "Now, the situation inside is peaceful."

The hidden dangers within that primordial wilderness have all been eliminated.

The backup plans left by Hongjun have all been eliminated.

The three elements of the primordial world became increasingly complete, and the foundation of the primordial world became increasingly stable.

However, Pan Xuan did not stop.

He knew that conquering Chaos was not something that could be accomplished simply by relying on a few saints and a few treasures.

In the chaos, Hongjun and the four rulers were no ordinary beings.

If they really start fighting, it will be an earth-shattering battle.

In a great battle, what is most indispensable is a powerful and fearless army.

On this day, Pan Xuan left the Great Luo Heaven and headed towards the most secluded place in the primordial wilderness.