Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start

Chapter 34 The Witch Clan's Ideas at the Pangu Temple

Houtu stared at Zhao Gongming and said in a deep voice.

"What is your background? How do you know my Witch Clan's Pangu Body Refining Technique?"

"My master is one of the Three Pure Ones of Kunlun, the Supreme Pure One Lingbao Heavenly Venerable. I am the chief of the Supreme Pure One lineage, Zhao Gongming."

"The chief disciple of Lingbao Tianzun?"

Houtu looked at Zhao Gongming with a suspicious expression.

"The Ancestral Witches don't believe it?"

As Zhao Gongming activated the Shangqing Immortal Technique, a profound and authentic Xuanmen (Taoist) aura immediately wafted over him.

"It is indeed the aura of the orthodox Xuanmen sect."

Houtu, as an ancestral witch, also attended the Daoist Ancestor's lectures at Zixiao Palace.

The Dao Ancestor only accepted six disciples: the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Zhunti, and Jieyin, and taught them the immortal arts of the Xuanmen.

Zhao Gongming, standing before them, possessed such a profound aura of the Xuanmen sect that he was undoubtedly a disciple of the six individuals.

"So they are disciples of the Three Pure Ones. Then everything makes sense."

When Houtu connected this to the Three Pure Ones, most of her doubts were immediately resolved.

After the fall of the father god Pangu, his essence and blood transformed into the twelve ancestral witches, and his primordial spirit transformed into the Three Pure Ones of Kunlun.

Both of them received a portion of the legacy of the Father God Pangu.

Strictly speaking, there are some kinship ties between the Wu tribe and the Three Pure Ones.

The reason why Zhao Gongming was able to demonstrate the Pangu Body Refining Technique so perfectly must be because he received the inheritance of the Three Pure Ones.

"So you are a disciple of Fellow Daoist Sanqing. I apologize for any offense I may have caused. Please forgive me, young Daoist."

Houtu waved her hand and quickly released the means that had imprisoned Zhao Gongming.

"Young fellow Daoist?"

Zhao Gongming was immediately indignant, saying that he could tolerate anything, but he couldn't tolerate being called a small-minded person.

"Fellow Daoist Gongming."

Houtu repeated it very seriously.

"So this is the true Pangu Body Refining Technique! I was wrong all along!"

At this moment, Xing Tian also emerged from his distraught state, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light.

He began to imitate Zhao Gongming's movements, practicing each move one by one.

After completing a set of body-refining techniques, Xing Tian's aura increased significantly!

After completing the five sets of body-refining techniques, Xing Tian's aura had already reached the peak of the Golden Immortal realm!

After completing the ten sets of body-refining techniques, a loud "boom" was heard.

The aura emanating from Xing Tian was like a volcanic eruption; the terrifying power of his blood and qi seemed to materialize and kept surging forth.

After completing ten sets of body-refining techniques, Xing Tian was able to ascend from the peak of the Golden Immortal realm to the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm.

After Xing Tian broke through, he was greatly encouraged and immediately came to Zhao Gongming's side, bowed with his hands clasped, and said very seriously.

"Xing Tian of the Wu Clan thanks Fellow Daoist Gongming for his assistance."

"Fellow Daoist, there's no need for such formalities. Please rise."

Zhao Gongming used his magic to quickly lift Xing Tian up.

Xing Tian's actions greatly increased Zhao Gongming's goodwill towards him.

It seems that the witch clan is not as he thought, simple-minded, physically strong, and easily angered.

Zhao Gongming smiled at Houtu, "Great Ancestral Witch, I have pointed out and corrected the error in the Body Refining Technique. What about the Pangu Blood Pool?"

"A few days ago, my Wu Clan held a Golden Immortal cultivator competition. Xing Tian won first place and gained a chance to go to the Pangu Blood Pool. Now that he has broken through to the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, this opportunity will be given to you."

"I'm fine."

Zhao Gongming nodded directly.

"Alright, then come with me to the Pangu Palace."

"To the Pangu Temple?"

Houtu explained, "The Pangu Blood Pool is of great importance, and I need to inform my brothers."

"So even you can't make the decision, huh?"

Zhao Gongming was somewhat disheartened, but since things had come to this, he could only follow Houtu to the afterlife.

Houtu instructed Xingtian to take the little black tiger back to the Houtu tribe to consolidate his cultivation level.

He then led Zhao Gongming deep into Buzhou Mountain, towards the Pangu Palace.

On the way, Zhao Gongming asked curiously, "Grand Ancestral Witch, I've heard that the Innate Dao Body is most compatible with the Great Dao of cultivation. Why doesn't the Witch Clan show their Innate Dao Body to others?"

"Our Wu clan does not have a primordial spirit. We usually only cultivate the body. There is no difference between the innate Dao body and our Ancestral Wu body in terms of cultivation."

"Oh, I see."

Zhao Gongming nodded quickly, then asked in a low voice.

"Then, I wonder if the Ancestral Witch can transform into the form of a primordial Dao body?"

Houtu looked Zhao Gongming up and down, but still granted his request.

With a thought, the enormous innate Dao body instantly transformed into the form of an innate Dao body.

After transforming into a primordial Dao body, Houtu's appearance underwent a dramatic change.

He was about 1.7 meters tall, with jet-black hair and exquisite features, as if he were crafted from white jade by the heavens, without a single flaw.

She wore a pale yellow long dress that accentuated her slender waist, which seemed as delicate as a handful.

Her figure was graceful and exquisite, and she exuded a faint fragrance that stirred one's heart.

For a moment, even Zhao Gongming was stunned!

"What's wrong?"

Houtu asked a question.

"It's nothing, I just think Your Majesty's innate Daoist physique is very beautiful."

Houtu smiled knowingly, her mood instantly improving.

No matter who it is, being praised for looking good makes them happy, and the Ancestral Witch was no exception.

Houtu, accompanied by Zhao Gongming, soon arrived in front of the Pangu Palace.

The Pangu Hall has an incredibly tall and imposing gate, entirely black, ancient and heavy, exuding a faint sense of awe.

This was the place where the Twelve Ancestral Witches usually practiced and discussed matters.

Houtu waved her hand, and the gate of the Pangu Palace creaked and then parted to the sides.

Instantly, a wild and ancient aura swept over us, making us feel the passage of time.

Houtu led Zhao Gongming inside, where they found only the three Ancestral Witches in the Pangu Hall.

One was like a yellow sac, red as cinnabar fire, with six legs and four wings, a chaotic and faceless being, who was none other than the ancestral shaman of space speed.

A figure as green as bamboo, with a bird's body and a human face, riding two dragons, is Jumang, the ancestral shaman of wood.

There is another one, with a beast's head and a human body, covered in red scales, with fire snakes piercing his ears and a fire dragon under his feet, who is Zhu Rong, the ancestral god of fire.

The three ancestral witches naturally exuded immense pressure.

Even with Zhao Gongming channeling his magical power, he was still somewhat out of breath.

"Sister Houtu, why did you bring a minor cultivator from the outside world to my Pangu Palace?"

A voice as powerful as a great bell resounded, filled with a sense of oppression; it was the voice of Dijiang, the chief of the Ancestral Witches.

"Brother, this person is no ordinary cultivator; he has a remarkable background and has done our Wu clan a great favor."

"A big favor?" Di Jiang frowned. "What favor did you do for my Wu tribe?"

"I have improved upon the body-refining techniques of my witch clan, greatly increasing their efficiency."

Houtu then told the three ancestral witches in detail about Zhao Gongming and Xing Tian, ​​and also revealed Zhao Gongming's identity.

Upon hearing this, Dijiang couldn't help but feel a surge of interest.

In the current war between the lich and the demon, the strength of the lich and the demon is roughly equal.

If we can get the Three Pure Ones to join the Wu Clan's camp through Zhao Gongming, defeating the Demon Clan will be a piece of cake.

Dijiang smiled and nodded to Zhao Gongming, "So you are a disciple of Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun. No wonder you have the cultivation of a peak Golden Immortal at such a young age. I am the Ancestral Witch Dijiang. Greetings."

(End of this chapter)