Chapter 82: Chaos Spiritual Root, Half-Saint Combat Power

"What?"

"It attacked you, sister?"

"This guy is courting death~"

Hearing this, Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches were stunned at first, then flew into a rage.

Just kidding.

The twelve Ancestral Witches were of one mind.

This guy dared to attack Houtu, even causing Houtu to spend hundreds of years to heal her injuries; this was simply an irreconcilable hatred.

Houtu hadn't mentioned it before, so they hadn't known about this matter.

But now that they had heard Houtu's account, how could Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches hesitate?

Almost instantly, eleven pillars of blood-energy erupted, directly covering the bodies of Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches, and they strode toward the canyon, aiming directly at the massive towering tree.

"Brothers, be careful~"

Seeing this, Houtu called out urgently.

Regardless of anything else, she also erupted with blood-energy and chased after them.

She had suffered before and knew very well how strange and special that innate spiritual root was, and even more so how powerful it was.

If they were caught off guard, Dijiang and the others could suffer a great loss, which was not what Houtu wanted to see.

"Master~"

Watching the twelve Ancestral Witches leave in a fury, Lin Fan was also curious and asked: "Do you know what kind of innate spiritual root that is?"

"The Ancestral Witches are at least Quasi-Saint level experts, especially an existence like Ancestral Witch Houtu who has such strong defense. To be able to injure her and require three hundred years of recovery, this innate spiritual root is indeed not to be underestimated."

Hearing this, Tongtian Jiaozhu did not answer immediately.

His eyes were fixed intently on that towering tree, his left hand forming a dharma seal and calculating continuously.

After about a dozen breaths, Tongtian Jiaozhu's expression suddenly became excited, his breathing even quickened by three points, and he blurted out: "Chaos Spiritual Root!"

"This is not an innate spiritual root, but a Chaos Spiritual Root!"

"It has broken the shackles of innate spiritual roots and also broken the boundaries of a Quasi-Saint."

"Don't look at it as just a spiritual root that cannot take human form; in reality, it possesses combat power surpassing a Quasi-Saint, at least comparable to a Half-Saint existence."

What!

Chaos Spiritual Root!

Hearing this, Lin Fan was shocked.

He looked at the towering tree in disbelief, and his heart was stirred with stormy waves.

Surprised.

Truly too surprised.

Such information was completely unexpected, even making Lin Fan feel as if he had been struck by lightning.

A Chaos Spiritual Root!

This was an existence that surpassed the ten great innate spiritual roots.

In the current Great Desolate World, the value of the ten great innate spiritual roots was unquestionable; there were only ten in the entire Great Desolation.

The Twenty-Four Creation Green Lotus among them was even divided by the Three Purities; the red flower, white lotus root, and green lotus leaf all became Top-Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures.

From this, it could be seen that if the ten great innate spiritual roots were refined completely, they could very likely reach a destructive power comparable to an Innate Supreme Treasure.

This Chaos Spiritual Root, which surpassed the ten great innate spiritual roots, could be refined into a legendary Chaos Lingbao.

That was a spiritual treasure from the Chaos period; even the lowest grade was stronger than most Top-Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures, and even possessed power comparable to some Innate Supreme Treasures.

Now such a treasure appeared right before his eyes; if he could get his hands on it, then...

"Let's go, if we don't go over, the twelve Ancestral Witches will be wiped out."

Just then, Tongtian Jiaozhu's voice rang out, interrupting Lin Fan's thoughts.

Subconsciously looking up, he could see that the twelve Ancestral Witches had indeed fallen into a trap. Even though they had released their Ancestral Witch True Bodies, they were retreating steadily in the face of the Chaos Spiritual Root's attack, and there were already many wounds and bloodstains on their bodies.

"Sizzle~"

"Is this the power of a Half-Saint?"

"The gap is not just a little bit big."

Opening his mouth, Lin Fan was incredibly shocked.

If he had no concept of a Half-Saint before, he understood it completely now.

Among the twelve Ancestral Witches, Dijiang and Zhujiuyin had reached the Quasi-Saint Great Perfection; Zhurong, Gonggong, Houtu, and Qiangliang were at the Quasi-Saint Late Stage; the other Ancestral Witches were at the Quasi-Saint Mid Stage.

But relying on the powerful physical bodies of the Ancestral Witches, they could undoubtedly exert combat power far exceeding their own realm, and Dijiang and Zhujiuyin even had the possibility of reaching the ultimate destructive power of a Quasi-Saint.

But now?

Even at the ultimate Quasi-Saint level, they had no power to resist the Chaos Spiritual Root comparable to a Half-Saint, and this was while they were mastering the Laws of Space and Time. From this, it could be seen that a Half-Saint is also a Saint, no longer an existence that a Quasi-Saint can challenge.

"Freeze~"

While thinking, Lin Fan and Tongtian Jiaozhu had already arrived inside the canyon.

Following Tongtian Jiaozhu's command, the world froze at this moment, and a vast, majestic, and irresistible force descended, directly covering the Chaos Spiritual Root.

In an instant, the rampaging vines stopped and froze in place, unable to move. The twelve Ancestral Witches trapped within also breathed a sigh of relief, each feeling a sense of relief while also flashing a trace of lingering fear and desire in their eyes.

After all, they already understood that they were no match for the Chaos Spiritual Root; if not for Tongtian Jiaozhu's intervention, they would have been dead or crippled today.

Because of this, their obsession with becoming stronger reached an even higher level.

Even if they couldn't touch the opportunity to prove the Dao and become a Saint yet, the Half-Saint power displayed by the Chaos Spiritual Root was not something they had no hope of reaching.

"Fellow Daoist, please appear and meet us!"

At this time, Tongtian Jiaozhu, bringing Lin Fan, had arrived at the location of the Chaos Spiritual Root, cupped his hands in a salute, and spoke with a rather serious expression.

As soon as these words were spoken, except for Lin Fan who already knew the information, the group of Ancestral Witches was full of astonishment and confusion.

They completely didn't understand who Tongtian Jiaozhu was talking to, nor did they know what he was referring to.

However, before the twelve Ancestral Witches could ask, the Chaos Spiritual Root quietly shone brilliantly.

Immediately after, one could see a brilliant Chaos luster on the thick trunk itself.

Under the gaze of Lin Fan and the others, an old face appeared directly on the tree stump, but it was not real, looking wrinkled and clearly unable to reach the stage of taking human form.

"Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal~"

Green flames burned, locking onto Tongtian Jiaozhu like eyes.

Immediately after, a vicissitudinous and puzzled voice came out: "But why is your aura so weak, not even half of a Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal early stage?"

What does that mean?

Hearing this, Tongtian Jiaozhu and the twelve Ancestral Witches all frowned, their faces full of confusion.

"Could it be~"

Only Lin Fan was thoughtful.

As a transmigrator, Lin Fan had read many Great Desolation conspiracy theories in his early days.

One of them was that the Slashing of the Three Corpses and the Hongmeng Purple Qi taught by Hongjun were conspiracies, existing to imprison the Three Purities, Jieyin, Zhunti, and Nuwa.

Besides that, the Saint Realm of the Great Desolation and the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal Realm of the Chaos Demon Gods in the Chaos era seemed equivalent, but in reality, there were essential differences, and even... ===== CHAPTER 83 =====