Primordial Era: The Witch Clan's Dog-Headed Strategist

Chapter 10 Houtu Gives Birth to the Primordial Spirit

Zhu Rong glared at him:

"You think you can improve my qualifications all at once?"

Brother Pan Xuan has only recently taken human form, and his cultivation is only at the mid-stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm. That he can be of any use to someone of my level is already quite remarkable!

Pan Xuan nodded and said, "Brother Zhurong is right."

The effects of the Heavenly Enlightenment Light are related to both the caster's cultivation level and the recipient's aptitude.

Brother Zhurong is an ancestral witch formed from the essence and blood of the Father God; his inherent qualities are among the most outstanding in the world, so the effect of his divinely inspired wisdom is naturally limited.

He paused, then added, "If it were cast on a creature of average talent, the effect would be much more pronounced."

This is like carving on a rough stone versus carving on a beautiful jade. With the same amount of effort, the rough stone will naturally undergo a greater transformation.

Upon hearing this, all the ancestral witches nodded. They all understood this principle.

"I'll give it a try."

Houtu suddenly spoke, her voice still gentle, but her eyes held a hint of solemnity.

Pan Xuan looked at Houtu, and saw a flicker of expectation in her gentle eyes. She said softly:

"When I saw you use the Heavenly Revelation Light just now, I had a strange feeling in my heart... as if this supernatural power would be of great use to me."

It's a strange feeling, I can't quite explain it, I just wanted to try it.

Dijiang frowned slightly and looked at Zhujiuyin.

Zhu Jiuyin pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "Houtu's senses have always been sharp. Since she has this feeling, we might as well give it a try."

Pan Xuan nodded: "Sister Houtu, please stand still."

Houtu stepped forward, stood in front of Pan Xuan, closed her eyes, and looked serene.

Pan Xuan took a deep breath and once again mobilized the power deep within his soul.

This time, he was even more solemn than before, because he could sense that something on Houtu resonated with his divine wisdom.

He stretched out his finger, and golden light gathered at the tip, becoming even more dazzling and brighter than before.

"Divine Revelation and Wisdom".

The golden light transformed into a pillar of light, shining upon Houtu's brow.

Houtu shuddered.

But unlike Zhu Rong, her reaction was much more intense.

The moment the golden light entered her brow, she trembled all over, and her body emitted a strange glow.

The light was unlike her usual heavy and steady one; it was a kind of... clear, bright, and newborn light.

Houtu's brows furrowed slightly, as if she were enduring some kind of pain, or as if she were undergoing some kind of transformation.

Her breathing became rapid, and the aura around her began to fluctuate violently, sometimes strong, sometimes weak, sometimes bright, sometimes dim.

"Houtu!" Dijiang's expression changed, and he was about to step forward.

Zhu Jiuyin grabbed him, her voice hoarse but firm: "Don't move. She's undergoing a transformation."

Di Jiang was taken aback and looked at Zhu Jiuyin.

All that could be seen in Zhu Jiuyin's cloudy old eyes was shock and disbelief, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

"What's wrong?" Xuanming also noticed something was wrong and asked in a cold voice.

Zhu Jiuyin did not answer, but stared intently at Houtu, his eyes, which had seen through the river of time, seemed to freeze at this moment.

After a long while, the strange changes on Tu's body finally subsided.

The light that enveloped her slowly receded and merged into her body.

Her breathing became steady, her brows relaxed, and she looked... different.

Pan Xuan withdrew his finger, his face now pale.

This time, unleashing the Heavenly Enlightenment Light almost exhausted his energy, making it more than ten times more strenuous than when he used it on Zhu Rong.

But he couldn't rest; he just looked at Houtu with concern and asked, "Sister Houtu, how...are you feeling?"

Houtu did not answer.

She kept her eyes closed, as if sensing something.

The thick aura of earth law around her was still strong, but there was something new in this aura.

Something clear, vibrant, like a new sprout breaking through the soil.

Suddenly, Houtu opened her eyes.

Those eyes have changed.

Houtu's original eyes were dark brown, as heavy as the earth, gentle and calm.

But at this moment, a crystalline light appeared in those eyes, as if a clear spring had welled up from the depths of the earth, crystal clear and exceptionally lively.

Her lips trembled slightly, her voice filled with an unbelievable surprise: "I...I can feel my primordial spirit."

These words, like a thunderclap, exploded in the Pangu Palace.

The twelve Ancestral Witches, including Pan Xuan who was panting, were all stunned.

"What?" Dijiang was the first to react, his resolute face filled with shock. "Houtu, what did you say?"

Houtu turned around and looked at Dijiang. Her eyes, which had been sparkling with a crystalline light, were now brimming with tears.

Her voice trembled, but every word was crystal clear:

"Brother Dijiang, I...I can feel my primordial spirit."

In my Niwan Palace, a ball of spiritual light is gathering.

Although the light was faint, I could feel it; it was growing, it was expanding, it was…”

She paused, took a deep breath, and uttered the word that all the ancestral witches found unbelievable: "At birth."

Inside the Pangu Hall, there was a deathly silence.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches, the twelve overlords of heaven and earth transformed from the essence of Pangu's blood, stood frozen in place, unable to utter a single word.

The primordial spirit.

This is a word that is both familiar and unfamiliar to the Wu tribe.

They were familiar with it because they knew that most living beings in the world possessed a primordial spirit.

Those who cultivate the Tao, those primordial beings, all use their primordial spirit to carry their cultivation and to communicate with the laws of heaven and earth.

The reason they feel unfamiliar is that the Wu tribe lacks a primordial spirit.

Pangu, the father god, created heaven and earth, and his body transformed into all things.

His essence and blood transformed into twelve ancestral witches, scattered across the earth, and eventually converged at the bottom of Buzhou Mountain.

Mount Buzhou is the pillar that supports the sky, formed from the spine of the father god Pangu.

The area beneath Buzhou Mountain is the place with the heaviest malevolent energy in the world.

The twelve ancestral witches were conceived beneath Mount Buzhou, absorbing endless evil energy from heaven and earth.

While this granted them a powerful physical body and unparalleled combat strength, it also prevented them from developing a primordial spirit.

This is the biggest flaw of the Wu tribe, and an eternal pain in their hearts.

Without a primordial spirit, one cannot truly comprehend the Dao of Heaven, nor reach that supreme realm.

No matter how powerful the Witch Clan is, they can only reach the pinnacle of the physical path and can never touch the essence of the Great Dao.

But now, Houtu is saying that she has given birth to a primordial spirit?

"This is impossible!" Qiang Liang was the first to jump out, his tough face full of disbelief.

"We are formed from the essence and blood of our Father God, nurtured by the malevolent energy beneath Mount Buzhou. This is our very nature; how can it be altered?"

Xi Zi shook his head and said, "Hou Tu, are you mistaken? Our Wu Clan has never had a primordial spirit before. How could you suddenly have one?"

Shebishi pondered, "Perhaps it was Panxuan's divine revelation that gave you some kind of illusion?"

After all, this divine light of enlightenment can enhance comprehension, perhaps making your senses more acute, leading you to mistakenly believe you've sensed your primordial spirit.