First, the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Skill was sent into Pan Xuan's mind by the System, and Pan Xuan instinctively tried to operate it.
Instantly, he felt the energy in his Fire Vein surge wildly. He had Cultivated here for thousands of years without any progress.
But at this moment, he seemed to feel his body stirring, slowly growing stronger.
His entire body, with its 108,000 pores, was greedily absorbing the Fire Vein energy.
The Nine Revolutions Mysterious Skill truly lived up to its reputation as the standard Cultivation Technique for the Witch Clan!
Pan Xuan was excited, and then a drop of golden Essence Blood was also sent to him.
This was the pangu essence blood, suspended in the Fire Vein, emitting an incredibly ancient, vast, and boundless Aura.
Before this drop of pangu essence blood, Pan Xuan only felt his own Bloodline being affected.
It was deeply suppressed!
Suddenly, at this moment, a light screen appeared in front of Pan Xuan, and on the light screen.
A prompt appeared.
"Do you want to choose a template?"
Template?
Pan Xuan was slightly stunned, not reacting for a moment.
This was clearly a method of the Divine Grade Choice System; he hadn't expected it to appear directly to him this time.
"Choose."
After he reacted, Pan Xuan remained silent for a moment, then spoke.
He wanted to see what kind of template the System was referring to.
However, the templates that the System subsequently presented instantly shocked Pan Xuan.
The light screen changed, as if transforming directly from a flat surface into a three-dimensional one.
Within the light, images flashed continuously, and what appeared were precisely the true forms of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
Good heavens.
This so-called template…
It was the true forms of the Twelve Ancestral Witches!
Pan Xuan instantly understood.
It turned out that what the System wanted him to choose was the attribute of this drop of pangu essence blood.
If he chose the Space Ancestral Witch Dijiang, then after he absorbed the pangu essence blood, he would become a Space Ancestral Witch just like Dijiang.
The same applied to the others.
"Hiss!"
Pan Xuan gasped in his heart, somewhat pleasantly surprised.
This was much better than a blind box draw; he could choose whichever one he wanted, directly locking in the result.
"System, can I choose something other than the Twelve Ancestral Witches?" Pan Xuan tentatively asked.
But the reply he received was no, he could only choose one out of twelve.
Pan Xuan didn't mind this, after all, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were also very strong, so choosing one of them was fine.
"System, I choose the template of the Space Ancestral Witch — Dijiang!"
Finally, Pan Xuan made his choice.
If he was going to choose, he would choose the most powerful one.
Dijiang, the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the eldest brother.
"Buzz!"
As Pan Xuan's voice fell, the drop of pangu essence blood in the Fire Vein seemed to be activated.
It emitted intense Law fluctuations, and these fluctuations were precisely those of the Space Law.
Centered on that drop of pangu essence blood, layers of space continuously emerged.
In an instant, within this Fire Vein, it seemed as if an independent space had formed.
That drop of pangu essence blood flew towards Pan Xuan and instantly merged into Pan Xuan's body.
Pan Xuan's body trembled, and without any sensation, he immediately fell unconscious.
After he fainted, his body also emitted an incredibly rich spatial fluctuation.
It became so dense that eventually, the area around his body seemed to turn into a crystal-clear piece of crystal.
Pan Xuan was sealed within this giant crystal, sleeping within it.
The energy of pangu essence blood was terrifying, and transforming from a Great Witch into an Ancestral Witch was not a simple matter.
This process would clearly take a considerable amount of time.
This is not to be mentioned for now.
On the other side, it was said that Zixiao Palace held its third sermon.
This sermon was extraordinary; it was Hongjun's last sermon.
And many things would happen during this sermon.
For example, Hongjun would accept Disciples, distribute Hongmeng Purple Qi, bestow Divine Artifacts, and finally, Hongjun would merge with the Heavenly Dao.
This had too great an impact on the Primordial World!
Among them, the three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti, a total of six individuals, were accepted as Xuanmen Disciples and granted Hongmeng Purple Qi, which goes without saying.
They were the Six Sages of the Heavenly Dao, as everyone knew.
However, there was an unexpected incident, which concerned Hongyun.
Although Hongyun had once taken a seat on the futon during the first sermon, he was ultimately tricked away by the two Westerners' bitter ploy.
This also led to another powerful being, the Demon Master Kunpeng, being implicated and also losing his futon.
Because of this, Kunpeng later retaliated against Hongyun, ambushing and killing him.
This is a later story not to be mentioned for now. At this time, it is said that although Hongyun lost his futon and failed to become Hongjun's Disciple,
Hongjun, however, had a total of seven strands of Hongmeng Purple Qi. After distributing them to the Six Sages, there was still one last strand left.
And this last strand, after many twists and turns, was obtained by Hongyun.
This made many people envious. Why could Hongyun, a fool who lost his futon, still be so lucky as to obtain Hongmeng Purple Qi again?
Everyone who did not receive Hongmeng Purple Qi developed a covetous desire for the Hongmeng Purple Qi that Hongyun obtained.
And so—
As soon as the third sermon ended, Zhenyuanzi decisively pulled Hongyun and ran away, even abandoning the treasure distribution at the Treasure Distribution Cliff that followed.
Zhenyuanzi saw clearly that the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti had all been accepted as Disciples by Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
Even if Dao Ancestor Hongjun was about to merge with the Heavenly Dao, people would not easily target them.
But what was Hongyun?
Hongyun was merely a lucky fellow.
The Hongmeng Purple Qi, lost and then regained, made people envious. If he didn't run quickly, he would likely be besieged!
Although his Earth Book's defense was formidable, two fists are no match for four hands, and how could there be only four hands in Zixiao Palace?
With so many powerful beings who hadn't obtained Hongmeng Purple Qi swarming in, even a hundred Zhenyuanzis wouldn't be enough to kill.
So, it was better to run!
Returning to Longevity Mountain Wuzhuang Temple would be much safer.
After that, as long as Hongyun comprehended the Hongmeng Purple Qi and refined it to become a Sage, there would probably be no problem.
However, Zhenyuanzi still did not expect that Hongyun would be so foolish later, knowing that leaving Five Villages Temple meant death, yet still wanting to go out and wander.
He ultimately died for nothing, but that is a story for later.
This is not to be mentioned for now.
At this time, it is said that after Hongjun finished his third sermon and dismissed the many powerful beings,
In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun sacrificed the Jade Disc of Creation, and relying on this Divine Artifact of Creation, began to merge with the Heavenly Dao.
"Boom!"
In the ethereal realm, countless beings of the Primordial World, including Lin Yang, vaguely seemed to hear a roar.
At this moment, within the world, countless profound Heavenly Dao truths appeared incredibly clearly, as if they were right before their eyes.
Countless Dao sounds roared, directly entering their minds.
In Mount Buzhou, Lin Yang instantly seemed to fall into a state of Epiphany, his body trembling greatly.
His Cultivation and Dao cultivation rapidly ascended at this moment, as if accumulating thinly and breaking through thickly.
Suddenly, from within Lin Yang's body, a deep roar also emanated.
A powerful Aura spread out, and Lin Yang had achieved a Breakthrough.