Primordial Era: With unparalleled comprehension, I pioneered a divine kingdom of faith.

Chapter 214 Sun Wukong: Pigsy, what is the Ancestral Witch?

Thinking of this, Guanyin had no words to express her bitterness. She originally intended to take Di Zixuan away, but now it seemed that not only could she not take her away, but even her own survival was uncertain.

Guanyin did not believe that Dipankara could save her.

After all, Guanyin knew best who Dipankara was; it was Dipankara who had incited them to defect to the Western Paradise.

"Randeng." Xuanming looked at Randeng with a hint of indifference in his eyes, and a terrifying aura emanated from his body, overwhelming the heavens and the earth.

Cracks appeared on the golden body of the lamp.

Randeng's pupils contracted as he looked at the cracks appearing on his body, his eyes filled with horror as he looked at Xuanming.

He hadn't expected Xuanming to be so strong. He had cracked his golden body with just his aura. To be honest, Randeng thought Xuanming was at most at the peak of Quasi-Saint.

However, it seems that Xuanming has now surpassed the Quasi-Saint realm.

"You've taken that step," Ran Deng said, somewhat shocked.

"Not yet," Xuanming said calmly, glancing at Randeng.

Although Xuanming has not yet stepped into the Hunyuan Realm, he is already halfway there.

It belongs to the realm of sub-saints, above the level of quasi-saints, and below the level of saints—a special realm.

If I had to summarize, then he would be at the Quasi-Saint level, only exceeding the scope of Quasi-Saint.

Randeng looked at Xuanming with a somewhat complicated expression.

Taking that step means there is hope of achieving Hunyuan, unlike them, who will never be able to take that step.

Unless the Primordial Purple Qi is found, it is basically impossible.

Who is the strongest person below the sage level in the path of cultivation? Some might say it's Zhen Yuanzi, others might say it's Kunpeng, or even Haotian or Tathagata.

However, the older generation all know that the strongest being below the level of a saint, without exception, is Styx!

Styx is the strongest being below the Saint on the path of cultivation, without exception; even Zhen Yuanzi cannot compare.

Although Zhen Yuanzi is the ancestor of all earth immortals, he is still somewhat inferior to Styx.

As for why?

When Styx created the Asura race and established the Asura Cult, he is now the master of the Asura Path among the Six Paths. Although he is not a Quasi-Saint, he is better than a Quasi-Saint.

Without the Primordial Purple Qi, Styx had already reached the limit of what immortal cultivation could achieve.

The next step is to become a saint.

Unfortunately, without the Primordial Purple Qi, even the Styx River could not break through.

Therefore, on the path of cultivation, Styx can be said to be the strongest being below the level of a saint, without exception.

Randeng knew that Xuanming did not follow the path of cultivating immortality.

Originally, the Witch Clan had no physical path; they relied entirely on their own bloodline to cultivate and comprehend the laws of the supernatural. This was the Witch Clan's path.

However, it was only after the emergence of the sage emperor that the Wu tribe had a specific cultivation system.

Now that Xuanming has already stepped into the realm of Hunyuan, how could this not shock Randeng?

"Let's just let this matter drop," Xuanming said calmly.

Dipankara nodded without saying much. He understood perfectly well that Guanyin's actions, if taken in the past, would have already resulted in Guanyin's certain death.

However, although Guanyin's essence was damaged, she is still alive, which is already a good thing. If it were in the past, Guanyin would have died and disappeared by now.

Xuanming looked at Di Zixuan.

Di Zixuan, with a touch of childlike naiveté, thought to Xuanming and said, "Mother!!!"

"Come on, I always told you to cultivate properly, but you didn't believe me. Now look what happened." Xuan Ming grabbed Di Zixuan's ear in annoyance.

They then took Di Zixuan and all of her subordinates away.

Dipankara glanced at Guanyin, then sighed, "Go back and cultivate diligently; your original essence can still be cultivated back."

Guanyin's expression was somewhat grim, and that's what she said. But how long will this take?

It should be noted that this was the very essence of the Great Luo, and it was injured by a Quasi-Saint. Although it was only caused by the Quasi-Saint's murderous intent, how easy would it be to repair it?

However, it was already a good thing that she wasn't dead, so although Guanyin's expression was grim, she didn't say anything.

Chaos Island.

Di Fang looked at Guanyin, who had suffered a loss, with a smile on his face. However, the matter ended there, even though Guanyin was greedy and wanted to capture Di Zixuan.

But wasn't the cause of this whole thing because Di Zixuan went to capture Tang Sanzang and his disciples first?

Therefore, the Imperial Court did not intend to pursue this matter any further.

On Xuanming's side.

Di Zixuan followed Xuanming curiously to the ancestral land of the Witch Clan.

"Mother, where is this?" Di Zixuan looked around curiously. The ancient bronze hall had a wild and primitive feel to it.

"This is the underworld where my mother used to live." Xuanming looked at the bronze hall with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. The twelve ancestral witches used to gather here.

Of the twelve Ancestral Witches, only Xuanming remains. It's unknown when the remaining Ancestral Witches will be able to revive.

Di Zixuan looked at the Pangu Palace with curiosity.

Inside the Pangu Palace, everything around me felt both novel and strangely familiar.

Xuanming looked at Di Zixuan, his expression showing a hint of surprise.

Divine light gradually appeared on Di Zixuan's body.

"Mother, what's wrong with me? I feel a little sleepy." Di Zixuan yawned and came to Xuanming's side, her eyes looking a little hazy. She leaned against Xuanming's chest and fell into his arms.

Xuanming looked at Di Zixuan, who had fallen into a deep sleep, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Looking at Di Zixuan, Xuan Ming couldn't help but smile. Di Zixuan was asleep because the bloodline within her was beginning to awaken.

As a child conceived by Xuanming.

Di Zixuan not only possesses the bloodline of the Emperor Fang, but also the bloodline of the Witch Clan. Now, she has arrived at the Pangu Palace.

Under the influence of the energy in the main hall, Di Zixuan's bloodline began to revive and awaken.

That's why she fell into a deep sleep. Di Zixuan's bloodline is extraordinary, possessing the bloodline of a saint from the Di family, as well as the bloodline of an ancestral witch.

Don't assume that the bloodline of a sage is necessarily stronger than that of an ancestral witch.

Although their realms are different, the bloodline of the Ancestral Witches has never been weak.

Di Zixuan's Wu clan bloodline had not been activated before it truly awakened, and it should be noted that she was conceived by Xuanming himself.

Now he has perfectly inherited the bloodline of the Ancestral Witches, who were beings evolved from the essence and blood of Pangu.

In terms of bloodline, no one in the entire prehistoric world can surpass the Wu Clan.

Now that Di Zixuan's own bloodline has been restored, it is a good thing for Di Zixuan.

Two flowers bloom, each representing a different branch; on the other side, Tang Sanzang and his disciples.

After leaving the desolate mountain, Tang Sanzang and his disciples continued their journey.

Night falls.

As Sun Wukong kept watch, he looked at the starry sky with a heavy expression in his eyes. Guanyin's behavior during the day had shown him something on a higher level.

Even a single wisp of killing intent from an enemy could shatter Guanyin's body, which Sun Wukong considered almost like mud, and even her very essence was severely damaged.

This was something Sun Wukong couldn't imagine; he couldn't fathom why such a thing would happen to Guanyin.

Looking at his own hands, Sun Wukong became increasingly confused.

I thought I had reached the ceiling of this world, but now it seems that I'm still a long way from reaching that ceiling.

At the very least, it's not something he can reach right now.

Sun Wukong looked at Zhu Bajie.

He remembered that Pigsy always said he was a general of the Heavenly Court. This guy was a second-generation official with impeccable credentials, so he must know a lot.

Sun Wukong woke up Zhu Bajie and casually set up a soundproof barrier.

"Bajie, Bajie, wake up!!" Sun Wukong said, thinking of Zhu Bajie.

"Brother Monkey, what's the matter?" Pigsy asked Sun Wukong in a daze.

"Why aren't we sleeping this late at night?" Pigsy sat up somewhat reluctantly.

"Bajie, I, Old Sun, want to know some things," Sun Wukong said to Zhu Bajie.

Pigsy looked at Monkey with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Sun Wukong then continued, "What was that Ancestral Witch today? Who was she?"

Upon hearing Sun Wukong's words, Zhu Bajie immediately sobered up.

(End of this chapter)