Chapter 274

Nowadays, the Witch Clan is one of the sovereign powers of the Primordial World, so Sister Houtu felt only mild interest in human-witch bloodlines.

At the very least, this made Sister Houtu aware of the human race.

As a race created by the Saint Nüwa, humans indeed possess certain uniqueness.

But one thing Sister Houtu understood: among all beings of the Primordial World, the human body is truly insignificant—even those born from the bloodlines of human elites.

At first, they were merely ordinary humans.

Unlike other beings, where stronger bloodlines produce stronger offspring, humans do not follow this rule.

Perhaps precisely because of this, human reproduction rates have increased dramatically in this world.

The myriad beings of the Primordial World currently do not know that reproduction is merely one of humanity's traits; their future wisdom and creative abilities are what truly justify their destined role as the masters of heaven and earth.

But now they have not yet become the masters of heaven and earth, and with the Witch and Demon clans vying for dominance in the Primordial World, these human traits have been completely overshadowed.

"I never expected an ordinary human to possess such a terrifying body," Sister Houtu's beautiful eyes gleamed. "Could it be…?"

At this moment, the Ancestral Witch Sister Houtu thought of one person.

He was a human who had gained some fame a hundred years ago.

That was Luo Fu, the human whom Saint Tongtian had taken as his personal disciple.

The name "Luo Fu, the human," had already made a mark among the Ancestral Witches.

After all, among the Saint's disciples, the Chan Sect and Jie Sect only took beings with top-tier aptitude, even the human Xuan Du accepted by the Renjiao Sect.

To the primordial saints of the Primordial World, it was merely luck—that Xuan Du had caught the eye of Taiqing, the Jiaozhu of Renjiao Sect.

After all, Xuan Du had never undergone any trial.

But Luo Fu was different: originally an ordinary Jie Sect disciple, he had suddenly caught Saint Tongtian's attention, an utterly inconceivable event.

Throughout the Saint's disciples, such a thing had never occurred.

Of course, this alone was not what made Luo Fu fully known among the myriad powerful beings of the Primordial World.

Within just a few years, during the Three Sects' competition, this newly appointed Jie Sect personal disciple had directly defeated the Chan Sect's personal disciple and even his own Jie Sect's personal disciples.

These were not ordinary disciples, but figures like Guang Chengzi, the foremost of the Twelve Golden Immortals, and Daoist Duobao, the eldest disciple of the Jie Sect.

Added to this was Luo Fu's astonishing demand: to listen to the Three Saints teach the Dao.

All these events made the name "Luo Fu" truly echo among the ears of the Primordial World's powerful beings—at least among the Ancestral Witches like Sister Houtu, the name had left a distinct impression.

Of course, as to why this human Luo Fu was so strong, the myriad beings of the Primordial World speculated wildly; some claimed Luo Fu was burning out his potential.

He may seem strong now, but over time, the future Luo Fu would merely vanish into the river of time.

He might even be expelled by Saint Tongtian from among his personal disciples.

Others claimed this human had obtained some top-tier primordial spiritual root fruit, granting Luo Fu astonishing rapid growth.

In the Primordial World, such rare treasures occasionally appear among mortals—certain top-tier spiritual root fruits, when consumed, could even grant the chance to become a Great Luo Jinxian.

The Primordial beings speculated that this human might have swallowed such a fruit.

But this scenario was nearly the same as burning out one's potential: though power grew swiftly, insufficient time was spent refining each realm.

In the future, this Saint's personal disciple would find it nearly impossible to break through to even greater realms.

At the very least, the Primordial beings did not believe Luo Fu's growth came step by step through his own effort.

Perhaps only the Saint's personal disciples, and the Three Pure Ones themselves, knew Luo Fu had never consumed any rare treasure.

Luo Fu's foundation was so profound that the Three Pure Ones had never seen its like.

Even their own teacher, Ancestor Hongjun, could not compare.

This was the clear perception of the Three Pure Ones.

Where Luo Fu would ultimately reach.

Currently, the Three Pure Ones all shared a similar understanding: the Hunyuan Great Luo Realm, and independently attaining Hunyuan Great Luo—that was their hope for Luo Fu.

Of course, none of this was known to the outside world.

The hidden Ancestral Witch Sister Houtu naturally did not know either.

"Is he that human, Luo Fu—the newly appointed personal disciple of Saint Tongtian?" Sister Houtu whispered softly.

Of course, due to the concealment of her Zhen Sheng power, she did not believe Luo Fu or the Demon God Jiu Ying could hear her words.

"Luo Fu, the human," Sister Houtu's eyes gleamed, threads of Daoic power spreading through her gaze; she could see that Luo Fu's bodily foundation was utterly terrifying.

Merely by looking, Sister Houtu felt as if countless Daoic principles encircled Luo Fu, as if he were the center of the Three Thousand Dao.

He was like a furnace of Dao, refining the power of countless principles.

For them, the Ancestral Witches, bodily growth relied mostly on bloodline, and the Daoic power they possessed was awakened through bloodline cultivation.

Thus, for the Witch Clan to break through to Zhen Sheng, their bloodline must undergo a leap—such advancement is extremely difficult for the Witches.

At present, among the Witches, the only Zhen Sheng beings are the original Twelve Ancestral Witches born from Pangu's essence blood.

As for new Zhen Sheng, the Witch Clan has none—no one has broken through to become a new Ancestral Witch.

It is simply too difficult for one's bloodline to leap forward.

Even with their bloodline power, the Witches face such immense difficulty.

Then for Luo Fu, who refines countless laws, it appears even more terrifying.

"Bodily attainment of Dao—and not ordinary bodily attainment," Sister Houtu's eyes sparkled. Perhaps this human Luo Fu's body is still at the Taiyi Jin Xian level.

But the myriad laws contained within his body—

You would say a Great Luo Jinxian bodily cultivator could not achieve such a level.

It is a fundamental difference.

After all, even Sister Houtu, an Ancestral Witch, could not reach such a level.

To achieve this, one's bodily talent must be astonishingly extraordinary—likely far more terrifying than even the Ancestral Witches.

Can a human even achieve this?

At this moment, Sister Houtu's heart carried an inexplicable anticipation.

Could Luo Fu, at the Yi Golden Immortal layer, defeat this Demon God Jiuying before him?

On the other side.

After witnessing Demon God Jiuying unleash the power level of a top-tier Da Luo Jinxian, Luo Fu did not retreat; the great Dao inscriptions on his body surfaced and rained down like celestial flowers.

Eternal Chaos Body.

The terrifying great Dao laws had been smelted into Luo Fu's body.

"Six Paths Reincarnation Fist…"

Seeing the blood-red column before him, Luo Fu advanced instead of retreating, striking directly with his fist—no spiritual treasure used—into the attack capable of effortlessly slaying a Tai Yi Jin Xian.

"Boom—"

The collision of the two forces echoed thunderously across heaven and earth.

To Demon God Jiuying's stunned disbelief, he found his unleashed Da Luo power slowly shattered and dissolving under the impact.

This alone proved that the human had just smashed his attack with absolute power.

And he had done it with sheer physical strength.

But how could this be?

"Are you some top-tier Wu clan impostor?" Demon God Jiuying stared at Luo Fu in his flesh-to-Dao state and could not help speaking these words.

Only the top-tier Wu clans could possess such terrifying physical power.

"I am no top-tier Wu clan," Luo Fu grinned. "Just as you said earlier—I am a true-blooded human." "Since your attack has already been launched, now it is my turn to strike."

Hearing this, Demon God Jiuying's heart turned cold.

That his full-power assault had been blocked by Luo Fu filled Demon God Jiuying with shock.

Is this even a human?

Was his decision today correct?

At this moment, an inexplicable urge to retreat surfaced in Demon God Jiuying's heart.

At this point, this high echelon of Demon Gods no longer coveted the supreme spiritual root in Luo Fu's hands.

"Demon God Jiuying, are you afraid?" Luo Fu gazed at the massive thousand-zhang body and spoke slowly.

Though Demon God Jiuying controlled his transformations well, his inner thoughts had been utterly laid bare by Luo Fu at this moment.

Yet these words caused that faint hint of retreat in Demon God Jiuying's heart to vanish instantly.

This human was far too arrogant.

His earlier move merely proved the human had unleashed Da Luo power in a single strike.

Perhaps this human possessed only one such blow.

Perhaps it was the human's ultimate strength.