Chapter 83: The Ancestral Witches Completely Explode

Glancing at the Great Witches gathered beneath Mount Buzhou, Tian Yuan did not pay them any mind.

That was the Pangu Heart in the air, and since the twelve Ancestral Witches were conceived from the Essence Blood within it, it was only natural for them to sense it.

Moreover, as Mount Buzhou was fused with the Pangu Heart, it was impossible to hide it from the Great Witches.

As energy from Mount Buzhou surged in, the withered heart began to take on a tinge of blood-red color.

"I hope that day comes soon!" After a close look, Tian Yuan's figure vanished from the sacred mountain.

The Pangu Heart was severely damaged, and the will of Mount Buzhou had been greatly weakened; it would certainly take quite some time for the two to fully fuse.

Having just left the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space, Tian Yuan dove into that fake body.

Wrapped in dazzling silver light, his physical body began to shrink rapidly, transforming into a height of six zhang.

Opening his eyes, Tian Yuan swept a glance toward Gonggong's position in the distance.

Now possessing an Ancestral Witch Body, Tian Yuan wondered if he should go find a few Ancestral Witches to test it out right now.

After pondering for a moment, he dismissed the thought.

He was now no weaker than any Ancestral Witch, and even if faced with a siege by eleven Ancestral Witches, he could retreat unscathed, but there was absolutely no need for that.

Possessing the Ancestral Witch Body, Tian Yuan knew very well how terrifying this physical form was; it was almost impossible for an Ancestral Witch to be beaten to death.

At the very least, it was difficult to kill an Ancestral Witch while at the same level, or even one or two levels higher.

The Three Pure Ones enjoyed Opening Heaven Merit and were favored by heaven and earth. The Ancestral Witches were the same; with the great momentum of heaven and earth upon them, they were practically immortal.

This was likely why an Ancestral Witch's self-detonation could break through the defense of the Innate Supreme Treasure, the Chaos Bell.

If he rashly rushed out to have some fun, once the Ancestral Witches discovered the Pangu Heart was missing, they would certainly associate it with him.

The Pangu Heart could be called the lifeblood of the Wu Clan, and Tian Yuan did not intend to face eleven crazed Ancestral Witches right now.

From his last contact, he had already vaguely sensed that the Ancestral Witches were being affected by Tribulation Qi.

These fellows were already violent and bloodthirsty; with the Great Calamity approaching, they would only become more insane.

If things went wrong, the Witch-Demon Calamity might not have fully begun before these irritable fellows started crashing into Mount Buzhou.

"Forget it, I'd better cultivate the Laws in peace; besides, Huluwa is outside anyway." With these thoughts passing through his mind, Tian Yuan closed his eyes to cultivate again.

Calming his heart, apart from those five hidden Supreme Laws, he could clearly perceive all the other three thousand Laws.

Although he already knew this situation, it still made Tian Yuan's breathing somewhat rapid.

Dense white light surged, shrouding his entire body, and Tian Yuan began the cultivation of the Law of Force.

Without waiting for him to absorb them, the Law of Force drifting between heaven and earth had already joyfully gathered toward him.

This was the real cheat! "Big Brother! How long are we going to wait?" Seeing Tian Yuan cultivating, Xuanming could not hold back.

Cultivation knows no time; it was not uncommon for them to go into seclusion for tens or hundreds of thousands of years.

If Tian Yuan practiced for that long, were they supposed to just wait here the whole time?

Having waited for nearly a thousand years, Xuanming's patience had long since vanished, and she felt as if she were about to explode.

The remaining Gonggong and the others did not speak, each of them looking toward Dijiang.

They only wanted to vent now; they wished they could rush over immediately to beat the stone man, smash him into powder, and scatter him across all of Mount Buzhou to vent the anger in their hearts.

Dijiang was just as anxious, but he was the eldest brother and naturally could not lose his composure.

Looking around at everyone, Dijiang looked at Gonggong: "Gonggong, stay with me; Xuanming, you take them back to the temple to cultivate."

Tian Yuan's strength had surged, and the Second Sermon at Purple Heaven Palace had already begun; they, the Ancestral Witches, could not fall behind either.

Whether it was to capture Tian Yuan or to face the coming Great Calamity, strength was everything.

Hearing this, Xuanming and the others felt a heavy weight lift from their hearts.

They had truly been worried that if they waited any longer, they would be unable to stop themselves from charging up Mount Buzhou.

Only Gonggong pulled a long face, his expression incomparably depressed; he was the only one who could sense the mark left by the green python.

The nine Ancestral Witches said no more and turned to flee toward Pangu Temple.

Dijiang glanced at Gonggong and said in a deep voice: "Keep a close watch; I am going into silent cultivation."

Although the void was inferior to the Blood Pool, it could still be used for cultivation.

Gonggong was incomparably depressed, but he could only nod slightly; he would not disobey Big Brother's words.

Little did he know that before Dijiang had cultivated for long, a roar exploded in the sky, shaking heaven and earth.

Dijiang and Gonggong hurriedly turned to look, their expressions changing instantly; it was the direction of Pangu Temple.

With a whoosh, Dijiang's figure vanished immediately. Gonggong hesitated for a moment but remained where he was.

The aura left by the green python was already faint; if he were too far away, he might not be able to sense Tian Yuan's location.

Dijiang returned to the valley; at this moment, Pangu Temple was shrouded in terrifying, violent fluctuations and soaring murderous intent.

He immediately fled into the temple and asked coldly: "What happened?"

But as the words left his mouth, Dijiang's expression changed drastically as he looked at the Blood Pool before him.

Without the slightest hesitation, he dove straight into it.

Nine frantic and violent auras were searching everywhere in the Blood Pool; they were Xuanming and the other Ancestral Witches who had returned first.

Dijiang ignored them and fled directly to the deepest part of the Blood Pool.

The place where Father God's heart once floated was empty, with only blood flowing.

The heart that had accompanied them since Father God opened the heavens had actually disappeared.

"Roar!"

Dijiang roared toward the sky, and the entire Blood Pool instantly shattered; cold, murderous intent shot out, surging straight into the sky.

"Who did this!!!" Dijiang's icy words rang out, his body surrounded by materialized murderous intent.

The heart was the only gift Father God had left for the Wu Clan, and it was the sacred object upon which the entire Wu Clan relied for survival. Now that it was gone, Dijiang was filled with immense rage.

With whooshing sounds, Xuanming and the others appeared one by one.

"Big Brother! Just now, when we returned, we discovered that Father God's heart had disappeared."

"The entire Blood Pool no longer has the aura of Father God's heart."

"Someone broke into the temple and stole Father God's heart!"

"Blasphemy against Father God, kill, kill, kill!"

Amidst the roars, a sky-piercing Malevolent Qi surged and churned.

Within the entire Blood Pool, endless waves rolled up, and violent Blood Fiend Qi whistled and erupted.

With a 'swish' sound, Dijiang quickly broke out of the Blood Pool and stood in Pangu Temple.

Pangu Temple was their birthplace, shrouded in terrifying might year-round, not to mention this Blood Pool.

Ordinary living beings who stepped into it would have their physical bodies turn into blood water in an instant, and their remaining Primordial Spirit would be crudely evolved into the Wu Clan.

This was also the fundamental reason why no one had ever guarded it for so many years.

Except for the Wu Clan, no living being could break into Pangu Temple.

Now, someone had actually snuck into the Blood Pool and stolen Father God's heart.

"Search! You must find this guy!" Dijiang shouted, his eyes splitting with rage.

Faced with the loss of Father God's heart, Dijiang, the leader of the twelve Ancestral Witches, could no longer remain calm.

The heart was the foundation of the Wu Clan; without the heart, how could they rule the Primordial World in the future?

Dijiang broke out of Pangu Temple, standing proudly in the air, his violent aura venting wildly, shattering a large expanse of space.

But in this world, he did not feel any fluctuation of Father God's heart.

They were formed from Pangu's Essence Blood and had an inexplicable resonance with Father God's heart; who had the means to conceal it?

Dijiang did not know, but regardless, even if he had to scour the entire Primordial World, he had to find Father God's heart.

Choosing a direction at random, Dijiang fled with wild force.

Roars exploded, and one figure after another surged out; the remaining Ancestral Witches also swept toward all directions of the temple.

On Mount Buzhou, Tian Yuan woke up from his cultivation.

Feeling the violent aura in the sky in the distance, he felt a bit lucky that he hadn't acted recklessly just now.

With the sky-piercing, sharp murderous intent, Tian Yuan did not doubt that the crazed Ancestral Witches would really crash into his Mount Buzhou.

If he were truly entangled by them, it would be inconvenient to act in the future; if things went poorly, these guys might even stop fighting the Demon Court and focus solely on him.

"The Ancestral Witch Body cannot be exposed for the time being!" Tian Yuan nodded, having secretly made his decision.

Before he had the strength to absolutely crush the Ancestral Witches, he must not let them know.

Gonggong, who was already confused, was naturally also bewildered by the reactions of his brothers and sisters.

What happened in Pangu Temple to make Big Brother so furious?

Before Gonggong could step forward to ask, a figure flashed past his eyes; it was Dijiang, who had just left.

Before Gonggong could speak, a cold, chilling voice exploded in his ears: "Father God's heart has been stolen, find him!!!"

Although the Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain was annoying and made their Ancestral Witches very angry, compared to Father God's heart, he was simply not worth mentioning.

Gonggong's face went blank, and he stood frozen on the spot, then endless rage erupted from his chest.

Every Ancestral Witch knew the importance of Father God's heart.

And now, it had actually been stolen by someone.

How could Gonggong hide his form any longer? He revealed his Ancestral Witch Body directly and roared.

Looking around, he swept his gaze toward Mount Buzhou in the distance, and his anger flared up even more.

Everything was fine when they left the temple; it must have been because they were guarding Tian Yuan that their home was stolen.

The more he thought about it, the angrier Gonggong became, and he hated the Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain even more.

Roar! With a howl, Gonggong's massive body rushed directly toward Tian Yuan.

The space along his path was torn to shreds, and the erupting Blood Fiend Qi almost dyed the entire sky red.

Tian Yuan, who was just thinking about whether he could fish in troubled waters, saw Gonggong attacking from afar, and his eyes turned strange.

Only Gonggong was rushing over; the other party probably wanted to vent his anger on him.

Tian Yuan did not hesitate and fled directly into the mountain.

The Ancestral Witches were already furious, and he did not want to court disaster at this time.

Boom! Gonggong's violent body landed, mountain rocks exploded, and Mount Buzhou shook slightly.

Tian Yuan, who poked his head out from afar, had a flash of annoyance in his eyes.

These Ancestral Witches were indeed becoming more and more insane! The scene before him made Tian Yuan's plans even firmer.

Before the Wu Clan had a new target for their firepower, he could not easily expose the Ancestral Witch Body.

"Gonggong!"

Before Tian Yuan could make any other move, a low roar exploded in the sky.

Dijiang and the others naturally hated Tian Yuan, this Stone Man. If they hadn't left the temple, who could have stolen Father God's heart?

But now that the matter had happened, finding Father God's heart was the primary task, not wasting time on Tian Yuan.

Gonggong let out a roar of unwillingness, turned around, and fled toward the distant horizon.

They had to find Father God's heart and tear that blasphemer to pieces! (End of chapter)