However, Pan Xuan soon discovered that while he wanted to find Undying Volcano, Undying Volcano seemed unwilling to meet him.
He searched in the south for a long time, but didn't even see a shadow of Undying Volcano.
He didn't know where those Phoenixes had hidden Undying Volcano.
Finally, after much searching and with no other choice, Pan Xuan had to give up and returned to the canyon.
After all, if Undying Volcano couldn't be found, the Fire Vein at the bottom of this canyon could still be used, albeit barely, couldn't it?
Thus, two eggs were baking on the ground in the canyon, while deep within the underground Fire Vein, Pan Xuan had submerged himself, using the Fire Vein to temper his Grand Witch Physical Body.
Because the Witch Race lacked a Primordial Spirit, their Cultivation Ranks were vastly different from the mainstream of the Primordial World.
In fact, the Witch Race only had three divisions: Ancestral Witches, Grand Witches, and Lesser Witches.
If forced to correspond them to Cultivation Realms, Ancestral Witches would roughly correspond to Grand Unity Golden Immortal to Quasi-Saint, Grand Witches to Taiyi Golden Immortal to Grand Unity Golden Immortal, and anything below Taiyi Golden Immortal was called a Lesser Witch.
However, even the weakest Witch Race member was equivalent to a Heavenly Immortal.
This was truly terrifying, and it was also why the Witch Race, despite their smaller numbers, could contend with the Yao Race for an entire tribulation period.
They were a race that inherited Pangu's Bloodline; being born powerful was only natural.
However, precisely because of this, it was extremely difficult for the Witch Race to improve their strength.
For example, Pan Xuan, although he was a Grand Witch from birth, comparable to a Taiyi Golden Immortal, and extremely powerful.
But it was incredibly difficult for him to become stronger.
Therefore, Pan Xuan had sought Undying Volcano, hoping to use its fire to help him stimulate the potential of his Bloodline and unleash the potential of his Grand Witch Physical Body.
But unfortunately, he couldn't find Undying Volcano, so for now, he could only temporarily make do with the canyon's Fire Vein.
The effect would certainly be greatly diminished, but it was better than nothing.
Lin Yang was helpless about this and let him be. Originally, Lin Yang's plan was to use this Incarnation to move around the Primordial World and explore.
But alas, Lin Yang's Incarnation was a complete road idiot. If he was told to go east, he'd end up in the south.
So, it was better to just stop fussing!
Staying in the canyon's Fire Vein to Cultivate was quite good.
Just like that, tens of thousands of years passed. During this time, Lin Yang's Cultivation advanced further, reaching the Late Stage of Golden Immortal.
At the same time, in the Primordial World, various powerful beings finally began to emerge one after another.
For example, the Three Pure Ones of Kunlun Mountain, Emperor Jun and Taiyi of Sun Star, Minghe of Youming Blood Sea, Zhenyuanzi of Longevity Mountain, and also Fuxi and Nuwa who were on Mount Buzhou, and so on.
Even Pangu Hall, hidden underground, now emerged from the mountain and settled at the foot of Mount Buzhou.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches in Pangu Hall also emerged.
Between heaven and earth, things gradually began to liven up.
However, Lin Yang ignored them and continued to hide.
One day, the Primordial World was as peaceful as usual, but suddenly, heaven and earth trembled, and a roar resounded throughout heaven and earth.
The next moment, through the Void Realm, Lin Yang saw countless rainbow lights flying up from the Primordial World, directly soaring into the sky, suspended high above.
Moreover, not only that, but from all directions, from the endless Void Realm, bursts of immortal music echoed, and the rumble of Dao sounds rose, with various auspicious phenomena appearing one after another.
Heavenly flowers rained down, golden lotuses gushed from the earth, and surging Spiritual Qi swept across the entire Primordial World like a tide.
This sudden change astonished countless beings, and even the powerful figures from all sides were greatly surprised.
After all, this commotion was simply too grand!
It actually affected the entire Primordial World, which was unprecedented.
"Hongjun, is he finally going to achieve Saint status?" Lin Yang calmly watched this scene, his heart completely unmoved.
Did Hongjun achieving Saint status have anything to do with him? No, it didn't. He was just a vine.
He was just staying in this grand formation and had no intention of moving.
Transforming or not transforming, there was no need! Anyway, he had been a plant for so many years, he was already used to it.
So—
He didn't care whether Hongjun achieved Saint status or not. Even if Hongjun achieved Saint status, he couldn't control him.
He was still carefree and happy.
"Ding, Divine Grade Choice System is now releasing a mission: Go to Zixiao Palace to listen to the heavenly dao saint Hongjun preach the Dao."
"Choice one: Accept the mission. With the System's help, transform and obtain Late Stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal Cultivation, as well as Nine Revolutions Mysterious Skill, a drop of pangu essence blood, and a wisp of Hongmeng Purple Qi."
"Choice two: Reject the mission. Obtain a top-grade Innate Spiritual Root, the star fruit tree."
Lin Yang was slightly silent, and inwardly complained to the System: "System, I know you're trying to tempt me!"
"But unfortunately, I won't fall for it!"
"I refuse!"
Lin Yang still chose to refuse.
Transforming, it was impossible to transform.
Leaving the mountain, it was impossible to leave the mountain.
Going to Zixiao Palace to listen to the Dao seemed very good, and the rewards were very rich.
Things like Nine Revolutions Mysterious Skill, pangu essence blood, Hongmeng Purple Qi, and even Grand Unity Golden Immortal Cultivation were all arranged for him.
But Lin Yang understood that while listening to the Dao in Zixiao Palace was good, Hongjun's schemes were also deep.
Firstly, Hongjun gathered powerful beings from all over the Primordial World to listen to him preach, and one of his goals was to use everyone's Luck to help him unite with the Heavenly Dao.
Secondly, if Lin Yang appeared in Zixiao Palace and caught Hongjun's eye, Hongjun would inevitably discover him.
How could a perfectly good vine suddenly develop sentience?
An anomaly! Kill him!
Lin Yang was still very afraid of death.
So, as for Zixiao Palace, whoever wanted to go, could go!
Only giving Late Stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal Cultivation, who was he fooling?
This broken System was getting worse and worse.
It used to offer him the price of Perfection Quasi-Saint, but now it had dropped back to Late Stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal.
Would it dare to directly give him Celestial Venerable Da Luo Cultivation?
Cough, cough, just kidding.
Even if it really gave him Celestial Venerable Da Luo Cultivation, Lin Yang would still hesitate.
He was used to lying down now and didn't want to bother too much. Making some Clones to mess around was fine.
But truly making him go up against Hongjun, that was too much trouble and effort.
At the same time, he also didn't want to be driven out of the Primordial World like Yang Mei.
Compared to the loneliness of Chaos, he preferred the excitement of the Primordial World more.
An Innate Spiritual Root appeared in the valley and was planted beside Lin Yang, along with the Enlightenment Tea Tree.
The star fruit tree had a trunk as strong and powerful as a dragon, from which a total of three hundred and sixty-five small branches extended.
Its leaves were lush, each leaf shimmering with colorful light, emitting a hazy starlight.
In the unseen, it seemed to have a connection with the countless stars in the starry sky, drawing in bursts of starlight from the Void Realm.
The entire tree canopy, when spread out, looked like a miniature of the Primordial World's starry sky.
This Spiritual Root was extraordinary; although not one of the ten great Spiritual Roots, it was in no way inferior to them.
On the star fruit tree, three hundred and sixty-five fruits were currently forming, corresponding perfectly to the three hundred and sixty-five main stars in the starry sky.