Primordial Era: Starting with the Immortals of the Jie Sect to Prove the Dao of Hunyuan

Chapter 94 The Four Travel Together, the Time Has Arrived

Inside the Pangu Palace, the twelve Ancestral Witches gathered after collecting the souls of the human race and began to use the human souls to refine the Ancestral Witches' essence blood to forge the Dutian Underworld King Banner.

Twelve Heavenly King Banners stood in the center of the hall, their black surfaces swirling with a dense, almost tangible, malevolent aura. Countless phantoms of human souls flickered across the banners, emitting silent wails.

Zhu Jiuyin used the power of time to repeatedly temper the twelve flags, Dijiang used the laws of space to seal all the evil energy in the flags, and Zhurong and Gonggong alternated between water and fire to forge the resentment in the flags into the purest killing power.

All the Ancestral Witches were refining their own Heavenly King Banners. Finally, Houtu stepped forward, dripped her refined blood essence into the last banner, turned around and left, not looking at the banners again.

The twelve Heavenly King Banners simultaneously emitted a deafening roar. As the banners fluttered, malevolent and turbid energies intertwined and swirled, condensing into a blurry phantom of Pangu above the Pangu Palace. The phantom held a giant axe; though it was only an outline, it caused the twelve Ancestral Witches present to bow down in unison.

"Father God!"

Dijiang raised his head, his eyes filled with fervor. With these twelve Heavenly King Banners, the power of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation would increase by at least 50%, and the summoned Pangu True Body would be able to cleave four times in a row!

One axe shattered the stars in the heavens, one axe slew Emperor Jun and Taiyi, one axe destroyed the fate of the demon race, and the last axe was saved as a trump card.

This primordial world ultimately belongs to the descendants of Pangu!

Houtu stepped out of the Pangu Palace. The wind outside the palace, carrying with it turbid air, rushed towards her. She raised her head and looked at the primordial land.

The once fertile plains are now littered with corpses, the rivers are stained red with blood, and the air is filled with an inescapable stench.

Countless remnants of human souls wandered the earth, nowhere to return, uttering mournful cries that only she, the Ancestral Witch of the Earth, could hear.

She closed her eyes, and the faces of those spirits appeared in her mind.

The souls of the elderly, women, and children were all drawn into the Heavenly King's Banner for purification, and the remaining resentment transformed into a curse that entangled the fate of the witch clan.

No one in the Wu tribe cared; they were only concerned with when the twelve flags would be completed and when the Wu tribe would unify the prehistoric world.

"Unifying the primordial world is something I fear we might not be able to achieve in the end, and we might even end up like the three ancient races!"

A surge of indescribable emotion welled up in Houtu's chest, and a hint of pessimism, different from the blind confidence of the other ancestral witches, flashed through her mind.

"Where should the Witch Clan's destiny lie?"

She didn't know where that place was, but her feet were already moving.

The laws of earth automatically paved a path beneath her feet, and with each step she took, mountains and rivers made way for her.

She walked faster and faster, farther and farther, wandering through the primordial wilderness from the Pangu Palace.

She saw countless remnants of human souls wandering the earth, the souls of the dead demons also had nowhere to go, and the innocent beings caught in the crossfire of the war between the lich and the demons, their souls drifting in the gaps between the three, gradually dissipating and turning into nothingness.

On Jin'ao Island, Li Qing, who was listening to the Dao, suddenly felt the Reincarnation Gourd in his sleeve tremble. Inside the gourd, the ancient ferocious beast Reincarnation True Spirit, which had been dormant for a long time, suddenly opened its eyes.

A mysterious and profound force of attraction surged from the gourd, causing Li Qing's Dao heart to tremble violently. He opened his eyes and looked in the direction of that force of attraction.

"Xuanqiong, is it the wind that moves, or the banner?"

At the head of the table, the Tongtian Sect Leader stopped preaching and looked at Li Qing with a smile.

Li Qing rose from his seat, stepped forward, and bowed: "Reporting to Master, it is this disciple who is moved."

"I am a cultivator, my body moves with my mind. Since your mind is moved, then go! The River Styx is not easy to deal with. I will give you the Immortal Execution Sword for protection!"

With a wave of his hand, the Tongtian Sect Leader, driven by his obsession, unleashed a powerful sword that flew out and landed in Li Qing's hand.

"Thank you, teacher! I'm off!"

Li Qing bowed again and left Biyou Palace. Just as he was about to leave Jin'ao Island, Yunxiao's voice came from behind him: "Senior Brother, where are you going in such a hurry?"

Li Qing stopped and looked at Yunxiao, Bixiao, and Qiongxiao who were chasing after him.

Bixiao quickened her pace, caught up with Li Qing, and put her hands on her hips, saying, "Senior brother, don't even think about leaving us behind to venture into the Blood Sea!"

Yunxiao didn't say anything, but just quietly watched Li Qing. She had expected that Li Qing wouldn't wait for them to speak, so she took her two younger sisters and caught up first.

Li Qing was about to refuse, but then she suddenly remembered that this time they were going to establish the Underworld. Yunxiao and the other two were holding the Hunyuan Golden Bucket, and there might be a suitable place for them in the Underworld, so she nodded in agreement.

"This is a contingency plan left behind by our grandmaster when he was refining the treasure, so there shouldn't be any danger. You may come with me."

The four traveled together, with Li Qing leading the Three Immortals towards the Sea of ​​Blood at high speed.

Houtu, who was walking in the primordial wilderness, suddenly stopped. Before her was a boundless sea of ​​blood, its waters as red as blood and as viscous as paste.

Countless skeletons float on the sea, and countless souls struggle and wail in the water, yet they can never break free.

The Sea of ​​Blood, the most filthy place in the primordial world, is the final resting place for all the dead in the world.

Houtu stood on the shore of the Blood Coast, gazing at the surging blood waves, and suddenly fell into deep thought. She felt a sense of almost understanding, yet still missing a crucial point, which made her extremely frustrated.

When Li Qing and his group of four landed on the shore of Blood Coast, Li Qing immediately saw that familiar figure from behind.

Dressed in pale yellow palace attire, with her hair piled high, and standing on a yellow lotus flower the size of a millstone, she was none other than Houtu, the Ancestral Witch who had gifted him the Nine Heavens Breath Soil in Yunmengze.

Houtu sensed the presence behind her and slowly turned around. Her gaze fell on Li Qing, and she asked with slight surprise, "Young friend Xuanqiong?"

Li Qing stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Xuanqiong of the Jie Sect greets the Ancestral Witch Houtu."

Yunxiao and the other two also bowed.

"No need for such formalities."

Houtu's voice was still gentle, but it carried a deep weariness, a stark contrast to her former high spirits in Yunmengze: "Why did you come to this Blood Sea instead of cultivating on Jin'ao Island?"

Li Qing did not answer directly, but looked at Houtu and asked in return, "Why is the Ancestral Witch here?"

Houtu ignored Li Qing's question, remained silent for a moment, and gazed at the countless souls floating in the sea of ​​blood before slowly speaking.

"The lich slaughtered the human race, causing widespread suffering and death. Those souls had nowhere to go and could only sink into this sea of ​​blood."

The Witch Clan shouldn't treat the world created by the Father God this way! I want to do something for this world, but I can't figure out what to do.

Upon hearing this, Li Qing was startled. He recalled the words of the Dao Ancestor Hongjun in the Reincarnation Gourd: when the time is right, he will contribute to the reappearance of the Dao of Reincarnation.

That opportune moment has arrived today.

"I don't know much about the cultivation practices of the Witch Clan. But for us members of the Xuanmen, encountering such a thing is a sign that our Dao heart has begun to awaken! By extension, it seems that the Ancestral Witches are not far from attaining the Dao!"