Primordial Era: I am a treasure trove, full of magical treasures.

The Pangu Palace on Mount Buzhou, the core area of ​​the Wu Clan, has quietly opened into a secret realm shrouded in chaotic energy and raging blood energy. Led by the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Xuanbao and the others stepped into the legendary "Pangu Blood Pool".

What lay before him was no ordinary blood pool, but a pool formed from the purest essence and blood of Pangu. The earth was solidified, dark golden blood crystals, and the sky was shrouded in a hazy, crimson mist, within which flashes of shattered light and fragments of laws, reminiscent of the creation of the world, occasionally appeared. At the center, a blood pool the size of a great world flowed silently. It was not a liquid, but a dark red slurry, so dense it seemed impossible to dissolve, containing boundless life force and fragments of the Great Dao. The oppressive force emanating from it made even Xuanbao, a Primordial Golden Immortal, feel a slight difficulty breathing. Deep within the slurry, the faint, ancient, and slowly beating phantom of a gigantic heart could be seen.

Thump thump~ thump thump~ thump thump~

It seemed as if that heart was still beating, but then Xuanbao's heart began to beat in sync with the phantom.

thump thump~~

Good heavens, what an emperor-level engine! People below the Golden Immortal realm might have their hearts burst if affected by this heartbeat.

Seeing Xuanbao's shock, Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches were also filled with pride. After all, this was the heart of the Father God, and even if it was just a projection, its power should not be underestimated. At this moment, Dijiang spoke up: "Brother Xuanbao, this is a sliver of the Father God's heart, containing endless creation within. If you can comprehend even a fraction of it, you will surely gain a great deal."

"Brother Xuanbao, you go in. We won't go in. We'll wait for you here a hundred years from now."

Xuanbao composed himself, nodded, and without further hesitation, stepped into the edge of the blood pool. The moment he came into contact with the dark red liquid, boundless blood energy and scattered yet incredibly profound fragments of laws surged into his body like a flood bursting its banks.

The moment Xuanbao stepped into the blood pool, his body seemed to be enveloped by an invisible force of billions of tons. This was not ordinary pressure, but a cleansing force originating from the legacy of Pangu, the oldest and most primordial power. The dark red liquid was viscous and scorching hot to the touch, each strand containing enough violent energy to cause a Golden Immortal to explode and die. But strangely, it did not immediately harm Xuanbao's body. Instead, it seemed to be like a fish in water, penetrating Xuanbao's limbs and bones in a violent yet somewhat accepting way, reaching deep into his primordial spirit and Dao foundation.

dong dong!dong dong!

Deep within the blood pool, the enormous, illusory yet undeniably real heart projection pounded with ever greater force. Each beat caused the blood energy of the entire secret realm to surge, and fragments of laws streaked across the chaotic mist like meteors. Xuanbao felt his heartbeat involuntarily synchronize with that beat; with each synchronization, more blood energy and laws flowed into his body, while the external repulsion and pressure seemed to lessen.

"That's it... Although I am not a member of the Witch Clan, my bloodline also contains the essence of the Father God, and I am also drawn by the luck of the human race and the aura of the Kongtong Seal. This blood pool... has not completely rejected me." Xuanbao understood this and immediately calmed his mind, fully activating the Chaos Body Refining Technique.

The Chaos Body Refining Technique was originally the cultivation method of the Chaos Demon God. Now, cultivating it in this place where Pangu's blood and energy were most abundant was like a fish in water. Once the technique was activated, the vast blood and energy surging into his body seemed to have found their way home, being frantically devoured, refined, and absorbed by the profound technique. His physical body was undergoing a transformation at a visible speed. Golden jade luster appeared beneath his skin, his bones emitted subtle yet dense thunderous sounds, and his muscle fibers were constantly tearing and reorganizing, becoming denser and more resilient.

The Chaos Body Refining Technique quickly broke through from the initial mid-stage of the sixth level to the late stage of the sixth level, and his physical body realm reached the late stage of Quasi-Saint. Moreover, his physical body realm continued to strengthen over time.

At the same time, the fragmented laws flowing in with his qi and blood—mostly the fundamental manifestations of the Great Dao of Creation, such as the Law of Power, the Law of Creation, the Law of Space, and the Law of Time—illuminated Xuanbao's sea of ​​consciousness like stars. The Law of Creation and the Five Elements, which Xuanbao primarily cultivated, resonated strongly with this, and many previously obscure points suddenly became clear under this environment and direct illumination. Xuanbao's comprehension and control over various laws were improving at an unprecedented rate.

Xuanbao was completely immersed in this unparalleled opportunity. Like a parched sponge, he greedily absorbed the nutrients from the blood pool. His physical body was strengthened through cycles of destruction and rebirth, while his primordial spirit became increasingly solid and transparent under the impact of the fragments of laws. He forgot about time, forgot about everything outside, and devoted all his mind to this sublimation of life.

Xuanbao even felt that the speed was still a bit slow, so he directly released the Five Elements Avatars to help with the cultivation. However, there was one problem: Xuanbao did not sever the Three Corpses. It was not that Xuanbao did not want to sever them, but no matter how Xuanbao tried to sever the corpses, he could not do so. Helpless, Xuanbao could only blame himself for being a transmigrator, whose mind was too complicated, which was why he could not sever the Three Corpses. In the end, he gave up on the path of cultivating the Three Methods at the same time.

As the Five Elements Avatars of Xuanbao emerged, the blood energy and fragments of laws within the secret realm seemed to find more outlets, splitting into five torrents that surged towards the Five Elements Avatars. The five avatars—metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—simultaneously activated the *Chaos Body Refining Technique*. Although not as subtly compatible with the Pangu bloodline as the original body, they greatly alleviated the pressure and accelerated the overall refining process. In an instant, blood energy surged within the secret realm, five-colored light intertwined with chaotic aura, and fragments of laws rained down like rain.

Each of the five elemental incarnations focuses on the fragments of laws corresponding to its element. The metal incarnation is surrounded by sharp energy, as if there are invisible swords clanging; the wood incarnation is full of vitality, with ancient tree shadows growing around it; the water incarnation is like the deep sea, with undercurrents surging yet encompassing all things; the fire incarnation is ablaze with flames, burning away impurities; the earth incarnation is as steady as a mountain, incomparably heavy. The main body, on the other hand, resides in the center, harmonizing and governing the whole situation. With the laws of creation as the core, it constantly sorts out and integrates the raging blood and energy with the fragments of laws, transforming them into its own foundation.

Time slipped away unnoticed in his selfless cultivation. Within the Blood Pool Secret Realm, there was no sun or moon, only the eternally beating phantom of the heart. Xuanbao could clearly feel his physical body undergoing a qualitative change. The golden luster beneath his skin gradually subsided, transforming into a texture as warm and smooth as ancient jade, yet containing boundless power. The thunderous sounds from his bones had long since ceased, replaced by faint echoes of Daoist chants, as if each bone was imprinted with a miniature array, forming its own world. The power of his blood and qi flowed like the Yangtze River, yet was condensed like mercury, roaring in his veins; even a casual punch or kick seemed capable of causing the space itself to tremble.

The Chaos Body Refining Technique has quietly broken through to the sixth level of perfection, and is now advancing towards the profound seventh level. His physical strength has steadily reached the late Quasi-Saint stage, and is progressing steadily towards its peak. Based solely on his physical body, Xuanbao is confident that he is no less powerful than ordinary Ancestral Witches known for their formidable physiques.

His understanding of the laws of creation has improved even more dramatically. His comprehension of various laws has deepened considerably; a single thought can bring a withered tree back to life, or cause life to wither instantly. The Five Elements laws are nearing perfection, mutually generating and restraining each other in an endless cycle, showing faint signs of merging and unifying, evolving into chaos. Even more surprising to Xuanbao is that, with the help of the fragmented Daoist essence contained in the blood pool, he has also gained initial contact and understanding of the laws of force, space, and time. Although far from mastering them, it has opened a new window for his future path. His primordial spirit has also been repeatedly tempered in this process, becoming increasingly solid and pure, with a surge in the strength and range of his divine sense.

This truly lives up to its name as the Pangu Blood Pool. The legendary Pangu, whose blood was supposedly drained by various systems, possesses such power even from the blood pool formed from his heart. One can't even imagine how powerful Pangu must have been in his prime! As for the issue of being drained by systems, that's just a joke. What system could possibly drain Pangu's blood? Pangu could probably destroy any system with a single glance. Besides, everyone says systems are a standard feature for transmigrators, but why don't I, a transmigrator, have anything? Thumbs down! ...

The century-long period will soon arrive.

When Xuanbao opened his eyes again, a fleeting vision of chaos opening and the birth and death of all things flashed in his eyes before returning to a deep and calm state. He gently clenched his fist, feeling the surging power within him, as if he could shatter stars with a single punch, and a satisfied smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

The Five Elements Incarnations had long since been withdrawn, and all the gains from a century of arduous cultivation had returned to the original body. At this moment, Xuanbao's aura was several times stronger than before entering the secret realm! His physical body had reached the peak of the late Quasi-Saint stage, only one step away from the legendary physical sainthood (the physical level of a Primordial Grand Luo Golden Immortal). Although his magical power cultivation had not directly broken through to the Primordial Grand Luo Golden Immortal level, it had reached the extreme of the late Primordial Golden Immortal stage, and his application of various laws had undergone a qualitative leap.

"A hundred years of arduous cultivation is equivalent to several eons of cultivation in the outside world." Xuanbao sighed softly, and with a movement, he left the center of the blood pool and appeared at the edge of the secret realm.

Dijiang and the other twelve Ancestral Witches had been waiting there for some time. When they saw Xuanbao emerge and sensed the terrifying aura and profound Daoist charm emanating from him, which, despite his best efforts to conceal it, still made people's hearts pound, their eyes flashed with astonishment and admiration.

"Hahaha! Good! Good! Brother Xuanbao, we can't keep up with your physique." Zhu Rong laughed and stepped forward, patting Xuanbao's shoulder hard. This time, Xuanbao didn't move at all, and the impact made Zhu Rong's palm go numb, which surprised him even more.

"It seems you've gained a great deal, brother. This trip was worthwhile." Di Jiang nodded in satisfaction, his eyes filled with gratification. The stronger the Xuanbao, the better for the Wu Clan.

"It's all thanks to my brothers' help." Xuanbao bowed and thanked them sincerely. This opportunity was indeed rare.

"We're brothers, no need for formalities!" Gonggong's voice boomed. "We've already prepared all the materials for the formation, just waiting for you to emerge from seclusion and take charge!"

"Without further ado, I will begin setting up the formation." Xuanbao did not delay. He had already perfected the formation plan, and now that his strength had greatly improved, he was even more confident.

In the days that followed, Xuanbao began to set up the "Buzhou Mountain Guardian Array," using the Pangu Palace as its core, Buzhou Mountain as its foundation, and twelve earth vein nodes as its hubs. He used the Earth Fan to precisely regulate the earth's energy, mobilized a vast amount of rare materials provided by the Wu Clan, such as the essence of Wu Earth, the essence of star gold, and the Nine Heavens Breath Soil, and combined them with his understanding of array formations, earth veins, the Five Elements, creation, and many other laws to begin inscribing array patterns and constructing the array's foundation.

Setting up the array was no easy task. The array patterns needed to be perfectly integrated with the Buzhou Mountain's geological veins, the aura of the ancestral witches, and even the majesty of the Pangu Temple. It had to be sturdy and durable, able to withstand the intrusion of quasi-saints for a thousand years, while also possessing the wondrous ability to gather earth energy and nourish the geological veins, and convenient for the witch clan to control. The mystical treasures often needed to be inscribed deep underground, beside scorching lava or in the frigid springs of the earth's veins, sometimes even having to contend with the slight repulsion and backlash from the earth's own veins.

Fortunately, their strength was now vastly different, and with the full cooperation of the Wu Clan, who provided manpower and material support, the progress was quite smooth. Xuanbao would sometimes wave his Earth Fan to move mountains and stabilize veins, sometimes cast spells to outline array patterns, and sometimes use the power of creation to harmonize the conflicting energies of the earth. One array base after another rose from the ground in his hands, some hidden in the belly of the mountain, some concealed in the deep valley, and some suspended in the clouds, all connected by invisible array veins, eventually converging at the Pangu Palace to form a huge array network covering the core area of ​​Buzhou Mountain.

It took hundreds of years to finally complete the great formation.

On the day of activation, Xuanbao stood atop Mount Buzhou, with the twelve Ancestral Witches positioned in twelve directions, each injecting a drop of essence blood and a wisp of primordial energy into the corresponding array base.

"Charge!"

Xuanbao let out a low shout, his hands forming a seal, activating the core of the formation. In an instant, the earth's veins within a million miles of Buzhou Mountain trembled simultaneously. The immense earth energy was drawn by the formation, transforming into twelve illusory, earth-yellow dragons that rose from the twelve nodes, roaring as they plunged into the main body of Buzhou Mountain. Complex and profound array patterns appeared on the mountain's surface, flashing with golden light before disappearing. A heavy, stable, and powerful aura spread out from Buzhou Mountain, as if the entire mountain had come alive, possessing even stronger self-repair and defensive capabilities.

The grand formation successfully activated, automatically drawing upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the power of the earth's veins to sustain itself, and subtly connecting with the bloodline of the Witch Clan. Di Jiang attempted to attack the edge of the formation; his quasi-saint level power landed on the formation patterns, only causing a ripple before being neutralized and absorbed.

"It's done!" Dijiang was overjoyed. "With this formation protecting us, the ley lines of Buzhou Mountain are safe! Brother Xuanbao, what a brilliant move!"

The other Ancestral Witches also smiled and praised Xuanbao's mastery of formations.

Xuanbao, slightly out of breath, had exhausted himself considerably after hundreds of years of intense array-setting, even with his greatly improved cultivation. He took out a pill to restore his mana, ate it, and meditated for a moment before saying to Dijiang, "Brother Dijiang, I have not failed you. This array is complete. Unless a saint personally intervenes, or several top quasi-saints launch a prolonged and intense attack, it should be able to protect the Buzhou Mountain ley lines for a thousand years. In the future, the Wu Clan will only need to maintain the array base periodically and replenish some energy."

"That's enough!" Dijiang said magnanimously. "Brother, the Wu Clan will forever remember your great kindness. In the future, if you ever need our assistance, as long as it doesn't violate our clan's principles, the Wu Clan will do everything in its power to help!"

The transaction was successfully completed, and both parties were delighted. Xuanbao then exchanged ideas and discussed the Dao with the Ancestral Witches in the Pangu Palace to consolidate his cultivation. At the same time, he combined his rudimentary understanding of the laws of force and space that he had gleaned from the Blood Pool with his own insights and discussed them with Ancestral Witches such as Dijiang and Zhujiuyin, who were experts in these fields. Everyone gained something from the discussion.

However, after hearing Houtu's words, Xuanbao knew that the underground passage was likely about to emerge. But the situation in the prehistoric world had already changed drastically, and with Xuanbao's influence, the emergence of the underground passage might trigger a new upheaval. Xuanbao knew that the fragile balance of the prehistoric world was likely to be broken again, but the emergence of the underground passage would bring him many benefits; the room for maneuver within it was enormous…