Primordial Ancestor: Leading the human race into seclusion at the beginning

Chapter 75: Ten drops of Pangu's blood? Pangu has not died?
"Isn't this forbidden formation a bit too conspicuous?"

Xuantian felt doubtful. You know, all the ancestors of witches were born in the blood pool of the witch clan. This forbidden formation was so obvious, yet it had never been discovered.

But, on second thought, the witch clan has no soul and knows nothing about the restrictions of the formation. It is like winking at a blind person and they cannot sense it. It seems reasonable.

Thinking of this, Xuantian felt the true blood inheritance in the witch clan's blood pool, and searched towards the depths of the blood pool.

One million feet.

Tens of millions of feet.

Billions of feet!
As he continued to search towards the bottom of the witch clan's blood pool, the terrifying pressure was probably enough to crush a Daluo Jinxian. Xuantian was surrounded by misty light and also felt a considerable pressure.

Fortunately, when the pressure had reached a level that even Xuantian could hardly bear, he had actually arrived at the bottom of the Witch Clan's blood pool. In front of him was the extremely conspicuous forbidden formation.

"The Wu Clan's Blood Pool is the Wu Clan's sacred site and the birthplace of billions of Wu Clan members. Why is there a forbidden formation at the bottom of this blood pool?"

Looking at the restriction in front of him, a hint of doubt appeared on Xuantian's face. However, a premonition told him that there might be a great opportunity in the restriction in front of him!
The top-level innate sacredness and the instinct to seek blessings and avoid disasters have also reached the extreme.

hum!
Thinking of this, Xuantian did not hesitate. He immediately immersed his mind and began to break the restriction. This restriction was not complicated and even seemed a bit simple.

With Xuantian's current attainments in the art of formation, he had broken the restriction in front of him in an instant. The next moment, he stepped into it without hesitation.

"here it is?"

As soon as he stepped into the restriction, the scene in front of him changed, and a look of surprise appeared on Xuantian's face.

This place seems to be exactly the same as Pangu Temple, vast and boundless, like a world of its own. However, if you look closely, there seem to be some subtle differences.

hum!
Before Xuantian could wonder, a message flooded into his mind, making him startled slightly. The expression on his face was filled with shock and a hint of weirdness!

The great god Pangu created the world. After his death, his spine turned into the Buzhou Pillar of Heaven, and his heart turned into the Pangu Temple. Pangu's true body and appearance are the same as those of the innate human race.

Of course, it is not that Pangu looks like humans, but when Nuwa created humans, she used Pangu's true body as a template to create 129,600 innate humans.

The human heart has a left ventricle and a right ventricle.

Similarly, the heart of the great god Pangu is divided into the left ventricle and the right ventricle. The right ventricle of Pangu gave birth to the twelve ancestor witches and hundreds of millions of witches.

And what was in front of Xuantian at this moment was actually the left ventricle of the great god Pangu.

"this!!"

After knowing this big secret, Xuantian couldn't help but show an expression of shock on his face.

You know, the witch blood pool in Pangu Temple gave birth to the twelve ancestor witches and hundreds of millions of witches. It is hard to imagine what kind of opportunities are contained in the left ventricle of the great god Pangu!
Thinking of this, he did not hesitate and immediately went to the depths of this ancient hall.

"Hiss! What is this?"

Soon, Xuantian stopped abruptly. Here, they were already deep in this ancient hall, and in front of him, ten drops of purple-red blood were floating.

Each drop is as huge as a mountain, with gray chaotic air currents lingering around it, emitting unimaginable terrifying pressure.

Just one glance at it made Xuantian freeze in his tracks, and then he gasped. It wasn't Xuantian's fault for being mean, but the ten drops of purple-red blood before him were actually the legendary Pangu's blood!

The value of every drop of Pangu's blood far exceeds the creation chalcedony he had previously refined.

After all, ordinary blood can be produced in any amount, but even the great god Pangu probably cannot produce many drops of essence blood.

Moreover, the twelve ancestor witches were all transformed from Pangu's essence and blood. One drop of Pangu's essence and blood is equivalent to one ancestor witch!
Not only that, when the ancestor witch was born, he was contaminated by the turbid and evil spirits of the earth. The reason why Hou Tu has a gentle personality is because she was born the latest and absorbed the least turbid and evil spirits of the earth.

However, the Pangu's blood essence in front of Xuantian is extremely pure. As long as it is refined, one's own blood and feet will undergo transformation. More importantly, Pangu's blood essence also contains the inheritance of the great god Pangu, such as the twelve ancestor witches, each of whom possesses the magical power of the great Dao, the ancestor witch of space Dijiang, and the ancestor witch of time Zhu Jiuyin. These are all from the Pangu inheritance in Pangu's blood essence!

The most important thing is that there are actually ten drops of this supreme divine object in front of Xuantian!

"Great opportunity! Absolutely great opportunity!"

Xuantian's face showed ecstasy. He didn't expect that such a heaven-defying opportunity would be contained in this blood pool of the witch clan. But he soon calmed down.

If such a supreme divine object appeared in the ancient times, even the saints of the Heavenly Dao would be tempted by it and would rush to grab it without caring about their dignity.

This Pangu Temple is isolated from the secrets of heaven, so it is better to refine a drop of Pangu's blood here first. Only then will you be truly reborn.

Just do it!

Xuantian sat cross-legged, and the time and space around him evolved a thousand times faster. The next moment, without hesitation, his body had already immersed itself into the drop of Pangu's blood in front of him.

Rumble!
Just when Xuantian had just refined Pangu's essence and blood, the Pangu bloodline in his body was roaring, and at an astonishing speed, it was transforming from the top level of innate sacred footing to a higher level.

At the same time, Xuantian only felt a flash before his eyes, and he suddenly arrived in a strange space.

Here, there seems to be no concept of time and space, only endless gray-white air currents rolling continuously.

"Is this the chaotic world before the creation of the universe?"

Looking at the space filled with endless chaos in front of him, Xuantian was slightly stunned, and then he understood in an instant.

When he had previously felt the might of the Creation of Heaven and obtained Pangu's inheritance, he had witnessed the scene of Pangu creating the world. Now it was normal for him to refine Pangu's essence and blood and return here.

I just don’t know what kind of magical power he will comprehend this time!
All three thousand great ways can lead to the attainment of Hunyuan, but at the same time, there are differences in the power between the great ways. The strongest is none other than the Great Way of Strength, and after that, there are the Great Ways of Time and Space, etc.!

While thinking, Xuantian was also immersed in his mind. Sure enough, as the chaos continued to roll, the great god Pangu was born from the thirty-sixth-grade Chaos Green Lotus, and as he held the Axe of Creation, he cut through the chaos.

All of a sudden, the three thousand chaotic gods and demons in the chaos appeared one after another to block the way. With an unimaginably terrifying axe chopping down, the three thousand chaotic gods and demons were almost all killed!

Seeing this, Xuantian's eyes also became a little curious. For Pangu, a great god with such strength, killing three thousand chaotic gods and demons with one axe and opening up the prehistoric world was just a piece of cake for him.

So, what happened after the catastrophe at the beginning of the universe that caused his death?

Or, did Pangu never die? And the Great Wilderness wasn't created by the great god Pangu?
Rumble!
Just as Xuantian was focused on this, the great god Pangu, who had just killed three thousand chaotic gods and demons, finally began to move again.

(End of this chapter)