SFS Chapter 4 Ancestral Witches 3 Qing
Chapter 4 Ancestral Witches 3 Qing
The Kunpeng transformed into the true form of the Great Peng, and with a flap of its wings, it was already 90,000 miles away.
His goal for this trip was clear: to go to the land of abundance and natural resources in the East and seek some opportunity.
"In the primordial world, the four seas served as the boundaries, and the four poles supported the sky."
However, when it comes to the richness of spiritual energy and the abundance of natural resources, the Eastern Continent is undoubtedly the best.
Kunpeng pondered in his heart.
In later generations, due to the conflict between Taoism and Demonism, the Demon Ancestor Rahu detonated the ancestral veins of the West, causing the West to become barren and desolate.
But that's a story for later; the battle between the Dao and the Demon has not yet broken out.
Although demonic energy may arise in the western lands, they are still a place rich in spiritual energy.
Therefore, the most barren place in the prehistoric world at that time was not the western region that would later become known, but rather the far north where he was born.
The Northern Sea is covered in black ice all year round, and the Netherworld Blood Sea is filled with malevolent energy. Neither of these are benevolent places, making it difficult to nurture top-tier innate spiritual roots.
Knowing that the north is barren, Kunpeng would never waste his precious time at his own doorstep.
The roc's sharp golden eyes pierced through layers of clouds, overlooking the land and mountains below.
"I swallowed the River Styx, which greatly increased my source of power and made great progress in my cultivation."
"If I could find one or two more isolated innate deities, seize their primordial fortune, and devour their companion spiritual treasures, my path to enlightenment would be much smoother!" Kunpeng thought to himself.
Since devouring the Styx Ancestor and tasting the sweetness of plundering the source, Kunpeng's state of mind has undergone a subtle change.
Millions of years of arduous cultivation are not as valuable as a single day of plunder.
This is the most naked law of survival in the primordial world.
If one were to encounter a few more innate deities like Styx, who are either yet to be born or have just taken human form and possess great treasures, one would devour them whole, skin and bones.
Then his Kunpeng's foundation might not be inferior to that of chaotic beings like Luo Hou and Yang Mei.
Heading east, we soon emerged from the Northern Sea, with the boundless North Sea stretching below.
The waves surged and towering.
This place was once the territory of the dragons, and also the home of countless scaled aquatic creatures.
However, the Dragon-Han Calamity has just ended, and the three ancestral-level powerhouses, Ancestral Dragon, Primordial Phoenix, and First Qilin, have all perished, causing the fortunes of the three races to decline to the extreme.
The dragon clan, which once ruled the four seas, was in particular, and its members scattered when the tree fell.
These surviving aquatic creatures of the North Sea, with their low cultivation levels, were terrified when they sensed the overwhelming pressure of the Great Luo Golden Immortal emanating from the Kunpeng, as well as its innate divine aura. They fled into the deep sea in all directions.
They were terrified of being swallowed whole by this unknown deity, ending up dead and vanished.
Kunpeng naturally had no interest in these insignificant beings.
His focus has now shifted to those innate saints of the same level.
For him, devouring these small fish and shrimp was nothing more than filling his teeth; it would not only be of no benefit to his cultivation, but would also bring him unnecessary karma.
Soon, he crossed the vast North Sea and set foot on the land of the Eastern Continent.
In an instant, a rich innate spiritual energy rushed towards me, mixed with the fragrance of grass and trees and vibrant life, completely different from the desolate cold of the North.
Below, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the rivers are rushing, exotic flowers and rare herbs are everywhere, and rare birds and animals roam freely, all brimming with vitality.
With a sweep of his divine sense, Kunpeng could discover many spiritual veins and blessed lands hidden deep in the mountains and rivers.
"What a magnificent, primordial paradise!"
He sighed inwardly, but his gaze was fixed on the center of the primordial continent, on the colossal pillar that seemed to connect heaven and earth—Mount Buzhou!
Mount Buzhou was formed from the spine of Pangu, containing the pressure of Pangu. It is also the spiritual center of the entire prehistoric continent, and the opportunities and treasures on its slopes must be the most abundant in the entire prehistoric world.
However, when his divine sense tried to approach the foot of Buzhou Mountain, his brows furrowed slightly.
He could clearly sense that beneath Mount Buzhou, twelve extremely powerful auras lay dormant.
It was a vast and powerful force of blood and qi that seemed capable of splitting the heavens and the earth. Its ancient and savage nature, and the sheer amount of malevolent energy it contained, were in no way inferior to his Netherworld Blood Sea.
"These are... the Twelve Ancestral Witches!"
Kunpeng felt a chill run down his spine and instantly understood.
Those twelve auras were the twelve ancestral witches transformed from the essence of Pangu's blood.
They were born with the power to control the laws of nature and possessed unparalleled physical strength, making them among the most powerful gods in the primordial world.
Although these twelve auras are also at the level of Great Luo Golden Immortals, when the twelve of them join forces, they can set up the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation and summon the true form of Pangu.
That is an unparalleled killing formation that even saints would avoid.
"Although I really want to devour their Pangu essence blood to complete my Pangu foundation, it would be unwise to provoke these guys at this moment."
After weighing the pros and cons, Kunpeng decisively abandoned the idea of going to Buzhou Mountain to search for treasure.
A wise man does not stand under a dangerous wall. Someone as shrewd and calculating as him would never take such a risk for a few magical treasures.
He changed direction, bypassed Buzhou Mountain, and continued flying eastward.
Before long, another fairy mountain came into view.
Although this mountain is not as majestic as Buzhou Mountain, it is still magnificent, with purple mist and auspicious colors everywhere.
Around the mountain, prophecies of the Great Way are faintly visible, a place of exceptional beauty and spiritual energy.
East Kunlun!
This is the sacred site of the Three Pure Ones.
Kunpeng paused, its eyes flashing with golden light, trying to discern the truth behind the situation.
However, his divine sense had barely touched the Kunlun Mountains when it was blocked by a layer of celestial light.
The mountain-protecting formation has been activated, and as it operates, the yin and yang phantoms of the Taiji diagram can be vaguely seen enveloping the universe.
"It seems that the Three Pure Ones have already emerged into the world and are prepared."
Kunpeng sighed inwardly, feeling a little regretful.
The Three Pure Ones were formed from the primordial spirit of Pangu. They possess the merit of creating the world and are protected by the acquired treasure of the Xuanhuang Pagoda. They are the toughest nuts to crack.
Even with three top-grade innate spiritual treasures, it's still a pipe dream to conquer Kunlun Mountain.
It seems that although he was born several eons earlier than the original Kunpeng due to his transmigration, he still wasted a lot of time refining the Styx Origin.
The supreme deities like the Three Pure Ones and the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who inherited the legacy of Pangu, were born much earlier than he had imagined.
The idea of seizing their opportunity before they were even born ultimately failed.
However, he was not discouraged by this.
"Very well, I have already obtained the fortune of the Styx River, and by taking over the nest and possessing the sea of blood, it is already an immense opportunity."
Devouring the Styx River is already a perfect start.
This vast wilderness is full of treasures. Since we can't go to Buzhou Mountain and Kunlun Mountain, let's go somewhere else!
His gaze crossed the continent and looked towards the more distant eastern horizon.
There, the blue waves stretch endlessly, boundless and vast.
East China Sea!
"While the Eastern Continent offers many opportunities, many of those lands are already occupied. The Four Seas, on the other hand, are more worthy of exploration."
A sharp light flashed in Kunpeng's eyes.
In later generations, both the Zifu Continent Immortal Court established by the Eastern King Duke and the Jin'ao Island, the Jiejiao Dojo of the Tongtian Sect Master, were located on this East Sea.
It is evident that the abundance of the East Sea is by no means inferior to that of the ancient continent.
Moreover, floating on the vast East China Sea are the legendary Three Immortal Mountains of the Sea—Penglai, Fangzhang, and Yingzhou.
That is a Daoist temple formed from fragments of chaos, containing endless opportunities.
"Most importantly, although the dragon race is now in decline, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse."
The Dragon Clan was once the overlord of heaven and earth, ruling the four seas for countless eons. The number of rare treasures and innate spiritual roots they amassed must have been unimaginable.
Although the First Dragon has perished, the Dragon Clan's treasure trove must still remain intact in the East Sea Dragon Palace.
"Rather than let the Lich and Demon races benefit from it later, I, Kunpeng, will take it today!"