The Holy Path of the Primordial World Shines Brightly

Chapter 2 This insane prehistoric world!

"If only God could give me a second chance..."

Feng Xi's eyes were filled with tears as she looked at the sun shining brightly in the sky and the stars illuminating the world. It was clear that the starry sky was completely different from what she saw on Earth, and she felt inexplicably sad.

"I would definitely have said to the Divine Earth Goddess at that time..."

Let me think about it some more.

reject--

This is impossible.

No sooner had he refused than he was sent to the underworld, only to fall there in his soul and see the smiling Empress Houtu... that would be a real surprise.

It's impossible to refuse.

I could never refuse in this lifetime.

but!

If he had known beforehand that he was coming to a legendary world like the Primordial Era, he wouldn't have agreed so readily. He would have at least negotiated, negotiated, and negotiated some more!

We should try to gain as much chance as possible for the future.

Originally, being able to fight and dedicate oneself to the human race should be a very joyful thing.

It is also a very happy thing to be reborn as a powerful and immortal being.

But why did two equally joyful things turn into a tragedy when put together?

Sorrow has already flowed like a river.

"Holy Earth, you've completely lost your integrity!" Feng Xi thought to herself. "How dare you engage in false advertising against someone as insignificant as me?"

The cunning and ruthless Empress Houtu is recruiting online!

It is undeniable that Feng Xi's own greed played a part, coupled with the fact that he had no other choice.

However, Houtu's way of doing things... is also devastating.

"Just tell me you want me to come to the primordial world!"

"What kind of Rise of the Terran 3D movie should we show first?"

"It made me think it was about traveling back to the early days of human civilization on Earth, leading a tribe to fight against nature, eliminate wild animals and diseases, achieve abundance, and lead humanity to prosperity..."

"Then you said, grant me immortal life, the power to move mountains and fill seas, and the divine power to pluck stars from the sky..."

The combination of the two directly led Feng Xi into a trap.

He had initially thought it was a game about cultivating civilization.

With unparalleled strength and an immortal lifespan, embark on a journey of human rise and development in this game.

Farming, developing, farming again, developing again!

But actually... this is a survival game!

The product doesn't match the description!

It's not fair to call him naive—who would have thought that a noble and sacred goddess would play tricks on a being as insignificant as an ant?

Tragically, the final interpretation of all this rests with Houtu, who governs the final resting place of the souls of the deceased.

You can't even refute it!

"I don't want to be cannon fodder!"

"I, a mere sorcerer, have stumbled into this era of liches, where Great Immortals roam freely and Golden Immortals are less than dogs..."

"Under the great calamity, the primordial world is stained with blood... How will I die?"

The primordial world, the age of liches!

This is the extent of Feng Xi's understanding of the outside world, and it is also the root of his fear, frustration, and madness.

"I once dreamed of traversing the primordial world, longing to witness a fantastic and wondrous world."

"But I really did time travel, and it was the most ordinary start... I regretted it."

In the past, there was Lord Ye who loved dragons; now, there is Lord Feng who loves the primordial wilderness.

……

In fact, Houtu fulfilled Fengxi's promise without any exaggeration.

An immortal life?

Have!

If not killed, Feng Xi could live for tens of millions of years without changing her appearance.

The power to move mountains and fill seas?

Have!

If he could return to Earth now, let alone moving mountains and filling seas... he could easily shatter the Earth with a single punch!

The supernatural power to pluck stars from the sky?

Have!

In the transmission of knowledge, there are 360,000 kinds of supernatural powers and spells... Let alone simple things like plucking stars and seizing the moon, if you cultivate to the extreme, even creating the world is not impossible!

But why is Feng Xi so sad?

Because this is the basic standard equipment for an ordinary member of the Witch Clan!

The most basic unit in a huge faction—the Little Witch—is now Feng Xi.

How do you translate that into the commonly used terminology?

That is a true immortal!

The first realm of the Immortal Path!

How many beings like him are there in the Witch Clan?

Trillions, trillions, and more!

Moreover, it is said that these many witches are only the first batch.

This was the first attempt by the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

In the future, there may be several, dozens, or even hundreds of recruitment drives.

—That's right, every member of the Witch Clan is a time traveler!

A time traveler who was tricked by the goddess Houtu and embarked on a "pirate ship".

They will come to the fundamental world of all time, space, heavens and elements—the Primordial World—in the guise of witches, and wage an unprecedented war against the demon race!

With endless mountains of corpses and seas of blood, we forged the status of the protagonist of heaven and earth, and established the supreme position of the human race!

Feng Xi could not forget what he had heard and seen three days ago, after he had just transmigrated and barely managed to adapt to and take control of his new body. These scenes were the source of his understanding of the outside world and his own mission.

A slight daze followed as the supreme being used unparalleled power to move Feng Xi and the other members of the Wu Clan from the same batch into a vast hall.

The hall is as vast as the universe; even if trillions upon trillions of witches were placed within it, it would be nothing more than a simple matter.

Deep within, there stood a vast and boundless platform—the place where the supreme being spoke.

Near the top of the hall, a rustic banner was unfurled, with words written in shamanic script—

"Propaganda Lecture on the Human Race's Conquest of the Multiverse and All Dimensions!"

Countless shamans stood below the altar, opening their innate divine eyes and ears, listening intently to the speech of the shaman clan's supreme leader—the Ancestral Shaman.

These witches are all future human beings who, like Feng Xi, have special "opportunities".

The trillions of witches are the trillions of humans!

They came from different times and spaces, different dimensions, different universes... but in the end, under the divine will of Houtu, they all crossed the long river of time, and a bit of their true spirit fell into this vast and ancient primordial world!

What incredible and unbelievable supernatural abilities!

Rebirth and reincarnation, the cycle of time and space, mass-producing transmigrators... How utterly insane!

This great power was revered as the Great Luo in the simple cultivation knowledge that came with the creation of the Wu tribe!

The Great Luo is eternally free and unfettered across endless time and space!

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are the Twelve Great Luo Immortals!

In that instant, Feng Xi truly and deeply realized the terror of this primordial world.

Not to mention what followed, when the Holy Goddess Houtu ascended the platform and delivered an incredibly passionate speech, immediately dropping bombshells that left Feng Xi, who thought he knew a bit about the legends of the prehistoric era, completely dumbfounded.

"What is a witch?"

"The shaman is a group of people who stand tall and upright!"

"The Witch Clan is the same as the Human Clan!"

"It is the convergence of humanity's most elite forces, the main force for external conquests!"

In an instant, Feng Xi's worldview was thoroughly shattered.

Such an unbelievable turn of events left him completely stunned.

"This primordial world is quite different from what I imagined!"

(End of this chapter)