Primordial Era: Reborn as Taiyi, I Don't Need Brothers

Chapter 30 The Great Pangu Sacrifice, Guarded by Ancestral Witches, Presided Over by Shangqing

In the end, Tongtian gave the jade marrow to Zhurong!

It wasn't that Tongtian was inferior to Zhurong; it was simply that Tongtian felt ashamed. He thought that if he were to argue with Zhurong, he would be in a very awkward position regardless of who won or lost.

If you win, people will say you're bullying an idiot.

If you lose, people will say you're not even as good as an idiot!

Therefore, Tongtian decisively withdrew from the competition! The jade marrow was bought by Zhurong with a handful of merit coins!

Why is it called "one"? Because the unit of measurement for the Ancestral Witches is "one"!

Pan Wang was naturally pleased! Jadeite is nothing compared to fortune and merit.

After Zhurong and Tongtian, Taiyi found several other cultivators to test the units of measurement.

Everyone is very satisfied!

Meanwhile, the Merit Coin has begun to be promoted at the Zhoushan Exchange Center!

There's no need for special promotion; from the moment Merit Coins were introduced, they were destined to become the universal currency of the primordial world!

Luck and merit! These are the foundation of cultivators in the primordial era.

After this incident, Zhu Rong's goodwill towards Tong Tian increased considerably.

Although Tongtian disapproved of Zhurong's intellect, he still liked her personality. After all, she was straightforward and much more easygoing than her two older brothers.

Over time, Zhu Rong and Tong Tian became good friends.

Taiyi was extremely envious of Tongtian. This was especially true when he learned that Tongtian had come to participate in the Pangu Grand Ceremony, while Tongtian's two older brothers had not. Taiyi was even happier.

Without Laozi and Yuanshi Tianzun by his side, influencing Tongtian should have been quite easy.

Days passed by!

The day of the Pangu Grand Ceremony has finally arrived!

The Zhoushan Trading Center was closed that day!

From top to bottom of Zhou Mountain, everyone began to gather towards the summit!

No one knows when, but atop Zhou Mountain, a huge stone tablet has been quietly standing there!

On the stone tablet, several large characters were written in divine patterns: "The Divine Throne of Pangu!"

Zhou Mountain halfway up!

The ten ancestral witches formed a tight formation, guarding the road up the mountain!

The malevolent aura of the Ancestral Witches and the majesty of Pangu blended perfectly, creating an exceptionally solemn atmosphere on this day.

The cultivators who came and went would subconsciously whisper when they saw the Ancestral Witch, and their usual lively conversation would turn into a quieter state of sorrow.

When the golden crow rises!

The sun is approaching noon!

The stars shone brightly, their power pouring down and cascading onto the throne of Pangu. At this moment, the throne of Pangu resembled a beacon, illuminating the entire Zhou Mountain.

"The time has come! We invite the Lord of Heavenly Punishment to lead the sacrifice to the Father God!" A melodious voice rang out from the summit of Zhou Mountain, echoing throughout most of the prehistoric world.

On Mount Kunlun, Laozi and Yuanshi were observing Zhou Shan from their respective secluded retreats. Upon hearing this sound, both of them changed their expressions.

That voice belonged to none other than Tongtian!

Of the Three Pure Ones, if one were to say who most resembles Pangu, it would undoubtedly be Tongtian. He established the Jie Sect, giving all things a glimmer of hope—a path aligned with Pangu's! Therefore, when Taiyi invited Tongtian to preside over the day's ceremony, Tongtian readily agreed.

In his view, it was an honor to preside over the Pangu Grand Ceremony!

After the heavenly voice resounded!

At the mountainside, the ten ancestral witches revealed their true forms and respectfully bowed to the mountaintop!

Tongtian made no attempt to conceal himself at this moment, his primordial spirit radiating outwards, the unique aura belonging to Pangu's primordial spirit blooming forth.

The Tongtian presiding officer, an incarnation of Pangu's primordial spirit, and the ancestral witch guardian, a manifestation of Pangu's essence and blood!

At that moment, Taiyi led everyone down from the starlight!

Taiyi is the leader! Wangshu is the assistant!

Dijiang and Zhujiuyin were on the left of the two, while Tongtian was on their right!

Behind the five were the Great Luo Immortals of the Heavenly Court! Fuxi, Nuwa, Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, Kunpeng, Bai Ze, Feilian, Panwang, Dongwanggong, and others. The Great Luo region was clearly divided, into the Ancestral Witches and the others!

The Heavenly Court was on the left, followed by leisurely Grand Luo Immortals. The Ancestral Witches were on the right, followed by the Twelve Ancestral Witches and several other Great Witches!

Seeing that everyone had arrived!

Tongtian continued, "The time has come; pay homage to Pangu!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Taiyi and the others, led by him, bowed respectfully!

Then everyone on Zhou Mountain bowed down in reverence!

In the primordial world, everyone worships Pangu!

"I bow again!" Tongtian's voice choked with emotion. His special senses made him deeply feel Pangu's sorrow!

At the same time, the twelve ancestral witches also shed tears. It was the surge of their bloodline origin, a tremor originating from the depths of their souls.

"Bowing again!"

All beings bowed three times atop Mount Zhou, surrounded by the aura of Pangu, like a gentle breeze flowing into the crowd.

"Father God, Father God, please watch over us!" Dijiang cried out involuntarily. This feeling was incredibly comforting!

After bowing three times, Tongtian stepped back! Three enormous Tongtian Incense sticks had appeared in Taiyi's hands without anyone noticing!

At this moment, the Heavenly Incense spontaneously combusted without any wind! The wisps of incense smoke drifted from Taiyi's hand toward the Pangu Divine Stele!

Taiyi walked to the divine stele and respectfully placed the incense sticks in front of it.

At this moment, as the incense burned, a burst of incense power emanated from above everyone's heads and merged into the divine stele.

In the void, a tide surged, and the sound of the waves rolled on!

The Pangu aura that had been looming atop Zhou Mountain suddenly surged toward the Pangu Divine Stele!

Originally, Pangu's will occupied Zhou Mountain, but had nowhere to go, so it could only slowly dissipate!

But now, with the help of incense offerings and the containment of the Pangu Divine Stele, Pangu's will has truly found its home!

This big festival!

There was a Primordial Chaos cultivator named Taiyi, a Quasi-Saint named Wangshu, hundreds of Great Luo Immortals, and thousands of Taiyi Immortals!

The combined willpower is quite considerable!

At this moment, Pangu's will merged with the divine stele, and at the summit of Mount Zhou, Pangu's oppressive aura not only did not decrease but increased. However, below the summit, the oppressive aura suddenly diminished!

Concentrated is the essence!

When the last trace of Pangu's will was completely integrated into the divine stele, the roar of rivers and mountains rose once more across the Zhou Mountain land!

At this moment, the entire Zhou Mountain was pulsating!

"What's going on? Why is Zhou Mountain moving!" a cultivator exclaimed! Some cultivators tried to fly up to investigate, but were suppressed by Pangu's oppressive aura! Flying is forbidden on the summit of Zhou Mountain.

"Dong!" The Chaos Bell rang, waking everyone from the commotion.

That is right now!

The roar of the river grew louder and louder! Closer and closer!

"What is that? It's getting closer!" someone exclaimed!

"Moo~" Accompanied by a dragon's roar! A golden dragon surged out from the top of Zhou Mountain.

The giant dragon was gleaming with golden light, and its length was unknown! At this moment, only the dragon's head and part of its body were visible, while the rest of the dragon was connected to Zhou Mountain.

"Is this the spirit of Mount Zhou? The ancestral vein of the primordial world?" Zhen Yuanzi exclaimed in surprise. The thick earthy aura on the golden dragon was extremely familiar to him. This was Mount Zhou, which stood beneath his feet and had suppressed all the heavens for countless ages.

At this moment, the golden dragon ignored everyone else and nodded slightly in respect to the Pangu Divine Stele!

Then he turned around and looked at Taiyi!

Taiyi was also extremely surprised; he had not expected this situation.

At this moment, the dragon opened its mouth, and two orbs of spiritual light flew towards Taiyi.

(End of this chapter)