Chapter 258 Bathing in Pangu's Blood Pool, Towering Blood Pillar



Nine Revolutions Mystic Art?

The moment I saw this technique.

Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches were taken aback at first, then burst into great joy!

What is the Nine Revolutions Mystic Art?

That was the fundamental technique that Pangu used to cultivate his physical body.

For countless years.

The Wu Clan had been searching for the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique in vain, but unexpectedly, it appeared right before their eyes.

All of this happened so suddenly.

All the Ancestral Witches were stunned.

I don't know how much time passed.

A soft, pleasant voice suddenly rang out...

"This must be the solution our predecessor gave our clan to break the deadlock!"

It was Houtu who spoke.

Houtu had been speculating about Lingyun's solution, even guessing that it was Lingyun personally overseeing the Wu Clan, but she never expected it to be the [Nine Revolutions Profound Technique].

This is such a wonderful surprise!

Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime.

This method is far superior to Lingyun's ability to oversee the Wu Clan!

The Wu Clan could use this method to continuously improve their cultivation, and even attain enlightenment...

To be more precise.

Lingyun offered not a solution to the impasse, but the future of the Witch Clan!

Houtu stared blankly at the blood cocoon, her beautiful eyes filled with wonder.

Unlike Houtu.

Zhu Rong, who had previously disliked Ling Yun, was now so ashamed that she wanted to disappear.

Zhu Rong never expected that Ling Yun would give them such a big surprise.

This made Zhu Rong both happy and deeply ashamed.

Zhu Rong has made up her mind.

When Lingyun awakens, he will surely apologize with a bundle of thorns on his back.

Just as Zhu Rong's mind was filled with a multitude of thoughts.

Dijiang's voice suddenly rang out...

“Fellow Daoist Liangtian is not only able to trigger the strange phenomena of the temple and the blood pool, but also possesses the fundamental physical method of the Father God.”

"So it seems so."

“Fellow Daoist Liangtian must be a senior of the Wu Clan without a doubt.”

"even..."

He paused for a moment.

An indescribable stirring appeared in Dijiang's eyes as he murmured.

"Perhaps you, senior, were the first member of the Wu clan in the primordial world!"

"That is... the ancestor of the Witch Clan!"

Ancestor of the Witch Clan?

The Ancestor of Witches?

Hearing Dijiang's words.

Houtu, Zhurong, and other ancestral witches were all shocked.

They had always guessed that Ling Yun was a senior member of the Witch Clan, but they never expected this.

Judging from the previous situation.

Ling Yun might actually be the ancestor of the Witch Clan!

With this thought in mind.

A sudden, brilliant light flashed in the eyes of the group of Ancestral Witches, and their gazes towards Ling Yun became even more sinister...

Ling Yun had no idea.

He's inexplicably about to have a huge number of descendants...

......

Inside the blood cocoon.

Ling Yun could clearly feel countless streams of blood energy surging into his body.

It's worth mentioning...

What is currently inside the blood cocoon is Ling Yun's celestial avatar.

But for countless years.

Lingyun spared no expense in its construction.

The physical cultivation of the Heavenly Avatar also reached the perfect state of the Primordial Golden Immortal, comparable to that of the original body.

When you feel that seemingly endless blood energy.

A hint of joy involuntarily appeared on Ling Yun's lips.

His plan was indeed correct.

He originally used the essence blood of the twelve ancestral witches to refine a drop of Pangu's essence blood.

After refining this drop of [Pangu's essence blood].

Ling Yun's body was thus imbued with the aura of Pangu.

The Pangu Temple was formed from the heart of Pangu.

That is precisely why.

That's why so many strange phenomena occurred before Lingyun.

Apart from the seemingly inexhaustible and boundless blood and energy.

What surprised Ling Yun the most were those blood-red runes.

Each crimson rune represents Pangu's understanding of the physical body.

This is the true foundation for Lingyun's physical attainment of enlightenment!

"Buzz!"

His Dao heart trembled slightly.

Ling Yun forcibly suppressed the joy in his heart and began to fully digest the blood energy and insights within his body.

What Ling Yun didn't know was...

At the time he began his seclusion.

A pillar of blood, reaching from the heavens to the earth, faintly appeared in the sky above the ancestral land of the Wu tribe.

......

The column of blood was initially somewhat blurry.

However, as time goes by...

The pillar of blood became clearer and began to exude an aura that surpassed all living beings.

The ancestral home of the Wu tribe was located at the foot of Mount Buzhou.

This pillar of blood was comparable to Mount Buzhou, the primordial pillar of heaven.

These unusual phenomena immediately attracted the attention of countless primordial creatures.

Exclamations of surprise echoed from all corners of the primordial world...

"First there was the infighting among the twelve ancestral witches, and now this huge pillar of blood has appeared. What is the witch clan up to this time?"

"Who knows? Perhaps they felt the pressure from the Demon Court and are constantly trying to find a way to break through."

"What kind of solutions can those muscle-bound guys from the Witch Clan come up with?"

"Have you noticed that the aura of this pillar of blood is very similar to the pillar of blood from when we won the battle...?"

"......"

The beings of the primordial world were abuzz with discussion, filled with curiosity and speculation about this suddenly appearing pillar of blood.

Even high-ranking members of the demon race, such as Di Jun and Tai Yi, were no exception.

The beings of the primordial world had no idea what was happening...

What the primordial beings did not know was...

After this column of blood appeared.

Nuwa, Hongjun, and other powerful figures who had attained the Dao all opened their eyes, their expressions solemn.

If their perception is correct.

The aura emanating from this pillar of blood has already surpassed that of a Quasi-Saint or a Primordial Golden Immortal.

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