Chapter 606
by fanqienovelChapter 606: Primordial Dao God
"Ancestor…"
A mournful cry rang out as Wu Xuan, leader of the Witch Clan, descended upon the third epoch of disaster soil. Gazing at the Witch Master, now reduced to mere human skin, his heart felt as though pierced by knives.
"Where is Old Six?" Wu Xuan’s voice was low.
"He has perished,"
the Chaotic Ancient God stated lightly. "He willingly let himself be devoured by the Witch Master and has returned to his ancestral origin."
"Tsk, tsk…"
Ye Li clicked his tongue in amazement.
The Chaotic Ancient God’s words were indeed accurate. Witch Master Sixth had returned to his ancestral origin—albeit in the most literal, physical sense.
Wu Xuan’s expression darkened like water, his heart bleeding. Though the Witch Clan was powerful, a Dao Ancestor remained a pinnacle force. Losing Master Sixth was a devastating blow.
"Daoist friend, the Witch Master’s condition is extraordinary. We alone cannot resolve this,"
a voice suddenly echoed from the River of Time. A figure of light gradually coalesced—not a physical form, yet radiating vast, majestic vital energy.
The Leader of the Dao Clan had arrived.
"Jie jie jie…"
The human-skin Witch Master stood immovable within the River of Time, the Great Wilderness Furnace in hand, letting the force of time wash over him unyieldingly.
His greedy gaze fixed on Wu Xuan.
To him, Wu Xuan was yet another delicacy.
"Daoist Brother Chaos, Daoist Friend Emperor Ling, I implore you both to aid me in suppressing this human-skin Witch Master," Wu Xuan declared solemnly. "Should we succeed, your reward shall be immense."
"If you grant me this skin to study for a time, I shall assist," Emperor Ling replied with a laugh.
"My thoughts precisely,"
the Chaotic Ancient God affirmed.
Wu Xuan’s face stiffened.
He turned to the Leader of the Dao Clan, Mu Fanyin, and the others. Mu Fanyin gave a faint shake of her head. "Daoist brother, if truth is what you seek, why not visit Heaven’s Secret Pavilion?"
Wu Xuan’s heart stirred.
How had he forgotten the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion?
Boom!
At that moment, a figure emerged from the River of Time. Qin Huangluo’s eyes blazed with brilliance, the Ancient Scrolls of Spring and Autumn in hand—clearly having stepped into the Dao Ancestor Realm.
Xuan Ancestor released a breath of relief.
This journey had not been in vain.
"My gratitude to you, senior brother, for guarding my breakthrough," Qin Huangluo said warmly.
"Save your thanks," Xuan Ancestor replied. "Your matter is concluded, but the Witch Master’s is far from over."
Qin Huangluo looked toward the human-skin Witch Master, his expression grave.
Rumble!
The human-skin Witch Master’s gaze was fierce and malicious, a terrifying aura burst from his body. He swung the Great Wilderness Furnace, crushing the power of disaster and calamity, and immense essence surged forth, filling the entire disaster soil.
The Great Wilderness Furnace descended toward Wu Xuan.
The Witch Master’s target was Wu Xuan.
Wu Xuan felt heavy-hearted, not daring to confront the Witch Master head-on. He activated his divine ability, evaded the Witch Master’s strike, jumped into the River of Time, and his aura vanished completely.
"That old crafty one, he actually wants to pass this hot potato to us," Emperor Ling mocked with a sneer.
Boom!
The human-skin Witch Master roared in fury. He strained to mobilize the Great Wilderness Furnace, totems awakened from the furnace walls, and the essence inside flared like fire, spreading outward.
In an instant, the essence fire engulfed the entire disaster soil.
The third epoch of disaster soil burned.
"Quick, retreat!"
Emperor Ling’s eyes turned stern; his physical body actually showed signs of melting.
The Chaotic Ancient God’s eyelid twitched violently.
The Great Wilderness Furnace was the Witch Master’s innate treasures, commanding the essence of heaven and earth. With the Great Wilderness Furnace in his grasp, the Witch Master could take and give the essence of all beings under heaven at will.
Even a Dao Ancestor could not escape this circle.
"It’s too late."
The Leader of the Dao Clan said calmly.
He had only used his divine ability to project a wisp of primordial qi into the River of Time to investigate. Even if that wisp of qi was destroyed, it wouldn’t harm his foundation.
Bang!
The River of Time was ignited by the essence fire, forcing Wu Xuan to escape out of it.
"Seems like we played too big," Ye Li said in astonishment.
Mu Fanyin activated her mystic art, manifesting the Great Dao World, and constructed a domain to resist the power of the Great Wilderness Furnace.
The Witch Master himself was merely a Dao Ancestor level combatant.
What was truly formidable was the Great Wilderness Furnace.
Qin Huangluo and Xuanxin appeared extremely tranquil.
Whoo!
At this very moment.
A green ray flew from the world of the Pure Land, as if traversing the primordial universe and condensing the profound mysteries of heaven and earth. All changes in the myriad ways of heaven and earth were captured in this green ray.
Crack!
The green ray flew into the disaster soil, the overwhelming essence fire was decomposed by the light, and it flew into the Great Wilderness Furnace.
The Great Wilderness Furnace shuddered slightly as the vast energies streaming through the cosmos surged into it like rivers converging into the sea. All its profound mysteries were utterly suppressed by that single Glimmer of Green Light.
The Chaotic Ancient God’s spirit trembled violently.
In all the world, only one who had reached the Dao One realm—a supremely powerful being—could suppress the Great Wilderness Furnace so effortlessly.
Emperor Ling’s gaze also deepened, clearly arriving at the same realization.
"Our master has arrived."
Xuan Ancestor and Qin Huangluo exchanged a glance, both immediately deducing the identity of the one who had intervened.
"Daoist friend, it has been epochs since we last met… I never imagined you’d be reduced to such a state…"
A low sigh echoed over the disaster soil.
A Man in the Green Robe materialized in the sky.
The moment he appeared, Mu Fanyin, Chaotic Ancient God, Emperor Ling, Xuan Ancestor…
Every Dao Ancestor sensed a terrifying pressure. The Great Dao they cultivated seemed to quiver—partly in exhilaration, partly in dread.
It was as though the Man in the Green Robe was an emperor.
And the Dao Ancestors were his subjects.
"Salutations, Esteemed One!"
Chaotic Ancient God, Emperor Ling, and the others sank into deep, reverent bows.
Ye Li’s own pupils turned profound.
Until this day, he had never beheld a living legend of the Dao One.
"He’s not the Dao master… then who is he?"
"The Heavenly master?"
"Or perhaps someone of the Haotian lineage?"
Ye Li pondered silently.
He had no way of knowing—this was the Primordial Dao God.
The man in green stood motionless. No matter how any gazed at him, only the back of his head was visible. None could see his face, leaving his identity impossible to discern.
It was profoundly unnatural.
"Another… an even more delicious one has come…" The human-skin Witch Master uttered the words with deranged fervor.
Faced with the Primordial Dao God of the Dao One realm, the Witch Master showed not a trace of fear. Reigning over the Great Wilderness Furnace, he channeled torrents of vital essence into the instrument, preparing to battle the Primordial Dao God.
A glimmer of pity surfaced in the Primordial Dao God’s eyes.
"Esteemed One, please save my clan’s Ancestor!"
Wu Xuan knelt on the ground, begging.
Shua!
The Primordial Dao God flicked a finger. A wisp of green Qi flew into the Witch Master’s form. Instantly, the Witch Master’s vital essence scattered. The human skin collapsed like a deflating balloon, swiftly shriveling.
Moments later.
Only a single layer of skin clung to the surface of the Great Wilderness Furnace.
The Witch Master’s agonized shriek tore through the air.
"There is no salvation."
The Primordial Dao God shook his head with a sigh.
"He has been devoured—his essence and primordial spirit consumed entirely. Only this skin and the Great Wilderness Furnace remain. What sustains him now is but a single shred of obsession."
Mu Fanyin’s beautiful eyes flickered slightly.
The state of the Witch Master matched Feng Wuji’s deduction exactly.
"The boundless world knew the Witch Master stood at its peak! Who could possibly consume him?" A chill crawled down Chaotic Ancient God’s spine. He realized with brutal clarity how little he truly understood of the vast Hongmeng Dao Realm.
Every hair on Emperor Ling’s body stood on end.
"I came to this place precisely to investigate this matter."
The Primordial Dao God’s eyes grew unfathomable. Summoning his power, green light blossomed within his palm, enveloping the Witch Master’s desiccated skin.
Hum!
Strands of verdant radiance merged into the Witch Master’s human hide, finally merging with that last sliver of obsession. An arcane power of the Great Dao emanated forth, attempting to awaken memories long buried within the deepest recesses of that unyielding fixation.
Not a single eye looked away.
An unknowable length of time later.
The overwhelming, baleful aura clinging to the Witch Master’s skin gradually faded away. A solitary voice resonated quietly in everyone’s ear:
"Which epoch are we in now?"