Primordial Era: I, Wutu, govern the Earthly Dao and suppress the Heavenly Dao.

Chapter 90 Qingli's Sudden Enlightenment! The one who rules the primordial world should be a witch.

Buzhou Mountain, Pangu Temple.

The twelve Ancestral Witches sat cross-legged around the blood pool, immersed in the ocean of laws, radiating twelve different kinds of light.

They strengthen their bodies by absorbing the impure energy of the primordial earth.

Even those like Dijiang and Houtu, who cultivate their primordial spirit by absorbing the earth's turbid energy, can be purified by the Pure World White Lotus, a spiritual treasure, and are not afraid of their primordial spirit being eroded by the turbid energy.

After many eons of cultivation, the Time Ancestor Zhu Jiuyin had quietly cultivated his primordial spirit without the knowledge of all living beings!

However, his primordial spirit is still somewhat weak.

However, his physical body, like that of the other Ancestral Witches, had already reached the peak strength of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

In contrast to the growth of the Ancestral Witches, Qing Li, who was also a disciple of Zhen Yuanzi and was invited to this place by the Ancestral Witches, did not improve at all.

Her cultivation level was already at the mid-stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm, making it extremely difficult for her to break through.

Moreover, breakthroughs do not require the accumulation of time, but rather the enhancement of one's mastery of the laws of creation!

Qingli, dressed in a green dress, stood quietly in a corner of the temple, gazing at her twelve senior brothers and sisters who were cultivating.

Her beautiful eyes shone with both the joy of having already attained enlightenment and the sorrow of an indecisive choice: "Which race should I create?"

That's right!

Qingli, who possesses great insight, had actually already attained enlightenment!

It was not at all what Hongjun had imagined; his comprehension was insufficient.

Moreover, the way of creation she comprehended was not to create one race, but two races!

Since she attained enlightenment at Buzhou Mountain following her master's instructions, many years have passed.

She had long understood the laws of creation, but she was caught in a dilemma about which race to create.

On the day she was invited by her senior brothers and sisters of the Ancestral Witches, the moment she stepped into the Pangu Temple.

She realized that the race she created must be related to her senior brothers and sisters!

After observing and reflecting, she finally realized that the race she wanted to create should be created in the form of Pangu, the father of the Ancestral Witches!

Just as she was comprehending the Dao and taking out the Three Lights Divine Water and the Earth's Breath Soil to act, the Qilin Clan suddenly announced their withdrawal from the prehistoric world!

The Qilin clan is different from other races. The Qilin should follow the proper etiquette and voluntarily withdraw. This made Qingli think carefully about whether this was her teacher's intention to give her special guidance.

After the three races withdrew from the primordial world, she realized that the race she created should be the one to rule the primordial world after the three races!

Who can compare to the Ancestral Witches in their control of heaven and earth?

That's why she was caught in a dilemma.

When she sensed that her senior brother and three junior brothers and sisters had gone to guard the spiritual veins of the four directions, she suddenly realized: "Teacher's actions are to benefit the primordial world and stabilize the earth's path."

"Then I should first create a race best suited to control all living beings in the primordial world, and one that can stabilize the earth's path!"

Qingli suddenly had a flash of inspiration and her gaze fell on her twelve senior brothers and sisters!

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were formed from the essence and blood of the Great God Pangu, possessing the authentic bloodline of Pangu and wielding the fundamental laws of the primordial world.

In terms of origin and foundation, apart from the Three Pure Ones, no other being in the prehistoric world can compare.

Qingli's red lips parted slightly, revealing a joyful smile. "Tell me, in this primordial world, who else is more suitable and worthy to manage all living beings than my senior brothers and sisters?"

"Even the Dao-based race I previously sought to create cannot compare!"

"And that race shouldn't be expected to be 'natural,' but rather—'humane!'"

"I should prioritize the interests of my own race, for only then can I protect the other race!"

"This is a special instruction from the teacher!!"

A wave of joy washed over her, and in a moment of sudden enlightenment, she turned her gaze to the blood pool in the center of the temple. "The essence and blood of the Great God Pangu can transform into Ancestral Witches!"

"Then this pool of blood can also give rise to life!"

The fluctuations of Qingli's enlightenment were so intense that even the twelve Ancestral Witches, who were in the process of cultivation, were awakened.

Houtu was the first to open her eyes, her beautiful eyes filled with a hint of confusion.

Upon seeing Junior Sister Qingli standing by the blood pool, unable to hide her joy, she couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Could it be that Junior Sister Qingli has already gained some insight?"

The other ancestral witches also turned their heads, their eyes wide with anticipation.

"Exactly!"

Qingli's answer did not disappoint the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

With barely suppressed joy, she approached the Twelve Ancestral Witches, her voice clear and firm, "Fellow senior brothers and sisters, now that the three races have jointly retreated from the primordial world, and all races have returned to the primordial world, without a leader, chaos is inevitable."

"It is fitting that a race should be born to rule over all races and stabilize the earth."

"I have come to understand that this race should be called: Witches!"

"witch?"

Upon hearing this, the twelve Ancestral Witches were all taken aback. Di Jiang frowned and asked, "Junior Sister Qing Li, could it be that this clan is related to us?"

Indeed.

Qingli solemnly declared, "My senior brothers and sisters are descendants of the great god Pangu, born with the power to govern many laws of the primordial world, and are therefore entitled to rule over all living beings in heaven and earth!"

After saying this, Dijiang looked around at the group of Ancestral Witches who all nodded, and then solemnly said, "Since it conforms to the principle of the stability of the Earthly Dao that our teacher governs, and she can also rule the prehistoric world on behalf of our Father God, we should do our best to help our junior sister!"

"But what should we do?"

Qingli's gaze swept over the ancestral witches without the slightest hesitation. "Senior brothers and sisters, you are all transformed from the Great God Pangu. I have come to this realization: if you merge the blood of laws you contain with the origin of this blood pool, you will surely be able to create a race!"

"This race shares the same origin as all of you senior brothers and sisters, and can even inherit a portion of the power of the laws. Once born, they will possess the ability to rule over all races!"

"By then, the primordial order and rules will be firmly established!"

"good!"

As soon as Qingli finished speaking, Dijiang confirmed, "As Junior Sister says, the one who rules over the primordial world should be our Wu Clan!"

Zhu Rong, with his impatient nature, patted his chest and laughed loudly: "Junior Sister Qing Li, go ahead and do it! It's just blood, right? Your senior brother will give you enough!"

"Enough?"

Gonggong, standing to the side, joked, "That's good then. Let's drain all of Zhurong's blood first!"

"I—Gonggong, are you serious?"

"Hahaha~"

hum!

Just as the ancestral witches were laughing, the blood pool in the temple suddenly trembled, rippling outwards.

Then, a terrifying aura spread from the blood pool throughout the entire temple!

"This is----"

"The will of God the Father?"

This aura caused the twelve ancestral witches to show surprise and change their expressions. They immediately bowed respectfully, saying, "Father God, we will henceforth govern all things in heaven and earth, and bring peace to the primordial world!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Pangu's aura vanished instantly, as if he had never existed.

Seeing this, Qingli was even more relieved that her choice was correct.

She immediately came to the side of the blood pool, stretched out her slender hand, and suddenly swung out the supreme innate spiritual treasure, the Creation Whip. A heavy force of creation then gently covered the surface of the blood pool.

As the blue light surged into the dark red blood, the ripples in the blood pool became increasingly pronounced.

The once dormant blood pool seemed to be awakened and began to flow slowly.

Seeing this, the twelve ancestral witches exchanged glances, and then each forced out a drop of blood, which transformed into twelve streams of light that fell into the blood pool.

At this moment, the twelve laws of life, fire, earth, space, and time merged with the blood pool.

With the help of Qingli's Creation Law, the blood in the blood pool gradually condensed into blood clumps full of life.

Under the power of creation, the giant blood mass evolved into several "giant beasts," which are:

Xingtian, Yi, Kuafu, Jiufeng, Xiangliu, Fengbo, Yushi —

They are all great witches!