Chapter 29: Obtaining Treasure on Buzhou, the Revenge Begins

Yet Pan Huang continued to crawl toward the mountain; this was Pan Huang's instinct, and also the conviction in his heart.

It is unknown how much time had passed—perhaps a hundred years, perhaps two hundred, or perhaps even longer—but Pan Huang, dragging his ruined physical body, finally climbed to the summit.

At this moment, Pan Huang's four limbs were completely destroyed, and half of his face had no flesh or blood left, revealing ghastly white bone. His eyes were murky, and he had long since lost consciousness, yet his broken body continued to move mechanically.

After arriving at the summit, he still crawled forward mechanically, because his body simply did not know that it had already reached the top.

Thump—

A sound of something falling into water came; Pan Huang had fallen into a medium-sized pool filled with white liquid, and the pool immediately submerged him.

When he fell into the pool, the white liquid instantly enveloped Pan Huang. His ruined body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the span of a few breaths, Pan Huang's body returned to normal, but he had not yet awakened.

After Pan Huang's body recovered, the white liquid still wrapped around him. Soon, a look of pain appeared on Pan Huang's face.

The next second, his flesh and blood began to dissolve. Almost instantly, Pan Huang turned into a pile of ghastly white bones. However, the life force on these bones was dense; clearly, Pan Huang was not dead—he was undergoing an unknown transformation.

Just like this, Pan Huang's body healed, dissolved, healed again, and dissolved again in the pool, cycling repeatedly until the white liquid in the pool had dropped by the height of two fingers; only then did this situation stop.

After it stopped, the white liquid seemed to have consciousness, as it actually sent Pan Huang out of the small pool.

Not long after being sent out of the pool, Pan Huang woke up. After waking, his eyes were still somewhat dazed; he did not yet know where he was.

When he lost consciousness, he only knew he seemed to be climbing Mount Buzhou, but this place now felt somewhat unfamiliar to him.

"Wait!" Suddenly, Pan Huang thought of a possibility.

After thinking of this possibility, Pan Huang hurriedly stood up to observe his surroundings. The next second, he began to laugh: the summit, this was the summit of Mount Buzhou. He had actually climbed to the top of Mount Buzhou.

After laughing, Pan Huang cried again. He did not know why he wanted to cry, but for now, his tears just wouldn't stop flowing. It took a long, long time for him to calm that complex mood.

Then he came to the pool. At this moment, Pan Huang finally saw the full picture of the pool: it was not large, with a diameter of about a meter, and the depth was unknown, though it looked shallow. He was very suspicious of how he had managed to stay inside it.

"Pangu Jade Marrow. I didn't expect there to be Pangu Jade Marrow on Mount Buzhou. If I bring it back, the strength of the other Ancestral Witches will be greatly improved, and their physical strength and bloodlines can be further enhanced and refined," Pan Huang muttered to himself.

After speaking, he knelt on the ground: "I beg Father God for mercy!"

After Pan Huang finished speaking, he kowtowed heavily three times to the Pangu Jade Marrow. The next second, the Pangu Jade Marrow in the pool began to flow and rotate. Seeing this, Pan Huang used stones on the spot to refine a bottle capable of storing the Pangu Jade Marrow. When the bottle was successfully refined, the Pangu Jade Marrow flew straight into the bottle.

"Thank you, Father God, for your mercy and care!" After putting away the Pangu Jade Marrow, Pan Huang kowtowed three more times.

In his view, kowtowing to the Great God Pangu was only right. Not to mention that he was once the spirit of the Pangu Axe and is now an Ancestral Witch, even without this identity, as an ordinary creature in the Primordial World, kowtowing to Pangu was the proper thing to do.

After the jade marrow was put away, Pan Huang prepared to go down the mountain. He was already very satisfied to have obtained the Pangu Jade Marrow; he would not force himself to seek anything else.

However, having walked only two steps, a black cloud appeared on Mount Buzhou. This black cloud was not large, just enough to shroud Pan Huang within it. The next second, a grey, misty light fell from the cloud and landed directly on Pan Huang.

Pan Huang was immediately stunned on the spot. This was actually the Imprint of Opening the Heavens, and this Imprint was so clear. In fact, the Ancestral Witches and the Three Pure Ones all had the Imprint of Opening the Heavens, but none were very clear, so the Dao rhymes were very blurry when they tried to comprehend them.

Now, Pan Huang had actually received the inheritance of the Imprint of Opening the Heavens again, and this time it was a high-definition version, which made Pan Huang's body tremble uncontrollably.

As this grey light shrouded Pan Huang, the black cloud shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and before long, it disappeared.

Pan Huang let out a long breath. At this moment, his head felt a bit swollen, but it was acceptable; it was just a bit uncomfortable.

After resting for a while, Pan Huang headed down the mountain. It was at this moment that Pan Huang suddenly caught a glimpse of a grey color, which made him stop his footsteps.

This trace of grey appeared from the pool that had contained the Pangu Jade Marrow. Walking to the edge of the pool, Pan Huang saw three fist-sized grey-white stones.

"Chaos Divine Stones!" Pan Huang exclaimed!

The reason he recognized these Chaos Divine Stones was that the main material of the Pangu Axe was Chaos Divine Stone.

"Is Father God helping me? I had just thought of re-refining the Pangu Axe when I found the Chaos Divine Stone here at the summit of Mount Buzhou." Pan Huang muttered to himself.

After putting away the three Chaos Divine Stones, Pan Huang headed down the mountain without looking back. His eyes were fixed firmly ahead, and he didn't even dare to look around.

He was afraid he would discover something else good and then be unable to resist taking it.

He was not a greedy person; he had already gained a lot here, and taking more would be somewhat insatiable.

Of course, this mindset only applied to Mount Buzhou. If it were anywhere else, it would be to loot everything, loot everything, and damn it, loot everything!

At the foot of the mountain, in front of the Pangu Palace.

The twelve Ancestral Witches were gathered together at this time, their eyes full of worry.

"Big Brother, the Thirteenth Brother shouldn't be in any trouble, right?" Shebi Shi asked.

"He won't be. I believe in the Thirteenth Brother!" Ancestral Witch Houtu spoke before anyone else could.

"Right, I also believe in the Thirteenth Brother! He definitely won't be in any trouble." Immediately after, Xuan Ming also hurriedly said.

The reason they said this was to shut the mouths of others; they did not allow anyone else to speak ill of Pan Huang, not even their own brothers.

"Right, right, right, the Thirteenth Brother definitely won't be in any trouble," Shebi Shi also hurriedly said.

"Of course I won't be in any trouble. You brothers still don't trust your little brother, huh!" Just as everyone was worrying, a teasing voice reached everyone's ears from outside the Pangu Palace.

Upon hearing this voice, all the Ancestral Witches stood up excitedly, because this was the Thirteenth Brother's voice!

"Hahaha, I knew it, I knew it!" Shebi Shi rushed forward and hugged Pan Huang tightly.

"Brothers and sisters, I've made you worry." After hugging Shebi Shi, Pan Huang looked at the Ancestral Witches with a serious face.

"As long as you're back, that's all that matters."

Zhu Rong, Xuan Ming, Houtu, and Xi Zi, being women, were more emotional when seeing such a scene, and tears were already swirling in their eyes.

Although they were Ancestral Witches, they were also female immortals, and they were also Pan Huang's sisters.

"Brothers and sisters, I discovered some good things on the summit of Mount Buzhou. Arrange the affairs in the tribe, and then return here." After the pleasantries, Pan Huang said to the Ancestral Witches.

"Good!" Zhu Rong nodded.

Two days later, the Ancestral Witches had arranged the affairs in their tribes.

"I discovered Pangu Jade Marrow on the summit of Mount Buzhou. This is a treasure left to us by Father God. If you brothers and sisters can absorb this jade marrow, your strength, bloodline, and physical strength can all be greatly improved."

"Hiss!!!" A sound of gasping for air came.

The Ancestral Witches knew very well what Pangu Jade Marrow was, which was why they had such expressions.

"Big Brother, there isn't much of this jade marrow; I used most of it. You distribute the rest." Pan Huang handed the bottle containing the jade marrow to Di Jiang.

Seeing this bottle, Di Jiang took it with trembling hands, his eyes full of excitement and agitation.

"Then I won't disturb you all. I'll help manage the tribe's affairs for you while I'm at it," Pan Huang said with a smile after handing the jade marrow to Di Jiang.

"Good!" Di Jiang nodded and led the Ancestral Witches into the blood pool in the back hall.

"Send someone to me." After coming out of the Pangu Palace, Pan Huang contacted the Mosquito Daoist and asked him to send someone to the Wu Clan.

In the Sea of Blood, after receiving Pan Huang's message, the Mosquito Daoist immediately had Ming He send a Blood God Child to Mount Buzhou.

After the Blood God Child arrived at Mount Buzhou, Pan Huang took out two smaller stone bottles.

"There are two portions of Pangu Jade Marrow in here. Take them back and split them with the Mosquito Daoist," Pan Huang said to the Blood God Child before him.

"What? You said this is..." When the Blood God Child heard the four words 'Pangu Jade Marrow', he thought he had misheard. Just as he was about to shout it out, he finally realized something and covered his mouth tightly.

"Go! Don't let anyone discover you." Pan Huang smiled.

The Blood God Child nodded, turned into a mist of blood, and disappeared before his eyes in an instant.

After the Blood God Child disappeared, Ruyi didn't need Pan Huang to remind her; she began to stir the heavenly secrets, scrambling the traces of the Blood God Child's recent visit.

"One thousand five hundred years. There are about one thousand five hundred years left until the Third Sermon ends. It's time to stretch my muscles," Pan Huang said with a smile, looking in the direction of Mount Kunlun.

The next day, Pan Huang issued an order to mobilize troops. When the Ancestral Witches were in seclusion, they had already instructed the tribe to unconditionally obey the orders of Ancestral Witch Pan Huang.

In fact, even if the other Ancestral Witches hadn't instructed them, these Wu Clan members would unconditionally obey Pan Huang's orders; after all, the Tool Witches had now become an indispensable combat partner for the Wu Clan.

When the Wu Clan warriors had gathered, Pan Huang led them in a grand manner straight toward Mount Kunlun.

At this time on Mount Kunlun, after the Three Pure Ones had left, there were only the disciples of Yuanshi Tianzun, the disciples of Tongtian, and the female immortals of West Kunlun.

When they discovered that Pan Huang's target was Mount Kunlun, the female immortals of West Kunlun suddenly became nervous. They were afraid that the Wu Clan was coming to cause them trouble. As for why they thought this, they didn't know; perhaps it was because of Dong Wanggong, or perhaps because of the Queen Mother of the West's status as the head of the female immortals.

As for whether the Wu Clan was coming for the Three Pure Ones, these female immortals never even thought about it. In their view, the Wu Clan and the Three Pure Ones were both orthodox descendants of Pangu; they shouldn't kill each other, right?

But the fact was, Pan Huang really was coming to cause trouble for the Three Pure Ones.

The ones who had schemed against the Wu Clan and led to the battle between the Wu and Demon clans were actually the Three Pure Ones. The merit that Ruyi had calculated—besides the Three Pure Ones, there was probably no one else in the entire Primordial World. That much merit should have been Laozi using the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda to block Ruyi's calculations.

Others might not know, but Pan Huang was crystal clear. The reason he had been enduring all this time was actually for this moment.

As for whether he was afraid of Laozi and the others coming back to cause trouble for the Wu Clan, they probably wouldn't dare to now. After all, they hadn't found a way to deal with the True Form of Pangu yet. And the most important point: they absolutely didn't dare to come and cause trouble for the Wu Clan. Once Pan Huang revealed their scheme against the Wu Clan, they would become the enemies of both the Wu and Demon clans.

On Mount Kunlun, Duobao, Guang Chengzi, and Chi Jingzi looked at the mighty Wu Clan army approaching and showed solemn expressions on their faces.

"Senior Brother Duobao, if this Wu Clan is coming for us, what should we do?" Chi Jingzi asked Duobao.

Duobao, as Tongtian's disciple and also the first disciple of the Three Pure Ones, had logically become the head disciple of the Three Pure Ones.

"No matter. Our Mount Kunlun has a great formation protecting it; the Wu Clan cannot break our mountain-protecting formation," Duobao said, narrowing his eyes.

In fact, Duobao had one more thing he didn't say: if the other side attacked using the True Form of Pangu, they would have no ability to resist at all.

"Children, charge for me! This Ancestral Witch only gives you one task, and that is to scrape the ground three feet deep." Looking at Duobao and the other two standing on the hilltop, Pan Huang ignored them entirely and turned to say to the Wu Clan warriors behind him.

"Wu! Wu! Wu!" Those Wu Clan warriors erupted with heaven-shaking roars and then charged toward Mount Kunlun.

The next second, a golden light lit up from Mount Kunlun; the protective formation was activated, blocking all the Wu Clan members outside.

"Mountain-protecting formation, I actually forgot about this," Pan Huang muttered to himself after seeing the mountain-protecting formation.

"Ancestral Witch, there is a formation protecting this place; we can't get in!" Xing Tian came to Pan Huang.

"No matter, leave it to me." Pan Huang waved his hand.

Arriving in front of the formation, Pan Huang poked the formation with his hand. It was very soft. Pan Huang used all his strength, but only poked in one finger's depth, and he couldn't break the defense at all. Clearly, the level of this formation was not low.

"I wonder if it can withstand my Divine Forging Law," Pan Huang muttered to himself.

Subsequently, grey law energy appeared in his hand.

When the law energy covered the formation, the entire mountain-protecting formation trembled, and then an extremely strong repulsive force came from the formation, wanting to shake Pan Huang's hand away.

However, was Pan Huang's hand so easily shaken away? Clearly, this was not very likely.

"I didn't expect it to be a spiritual formation. The Three Pure Ones' luck is not low! They are worthy of being called the orthodox descendants of Pangu," Pan Huang revealed a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 30 =====