I am the ancestor of the ancient people, and at the beginning, I abolished the Holy Mother.

Suddenly a terrifying force struck, and the ancestral witch Houtu seemed to be shattered in front of this force.

I only felt a sudden pain in my head, which almost caused the ancestral witch Houtu to collapse, and even his body exploded to death. If he hadn't merged with the blood of other ancestral witches at the critical moment and achieved a trace of Pangu aura, he would probably have died.

It is enough to show the terror of this power.

"What's this?"

In an instant, the severe pain disappeared, and Hou Tuzhi felt that his mind was clear, as if there was something more in his mind, or in other words, there was something in his mind that had not been there before.

In other words, it's like having an enlightenment, and the soul is enlightened.

"Is this... can I cultivate my soul?"

Weng——.

In an instant, Hou Tu's spiritual thoughts rushed directly in all directions, and the terrifying Pangu Yuanshen truly exploded with power at this moment.

A wave swept in all directions.

Above the ancient world, Saint Taiqing, Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly became excited.

"What's wrong with me? Why do I feel a little uneasy?"

But he couldn't figure it out, even Hongjun from Zixiao Palace suddenly opened his eyes.

"What's going on? Why do I feel a little bit uneasy? Is something big going to happen?"

Subconsciously looking at the ancient land, since the last time he killed the chaotic beast and returned, Hongjun's demon god Hongjun appeared, once again getting rid of the supervision of heaven.

Perhaps the supervision of Heaven is still there, but that is just an appearance, just like there are two consciousnesses in one body. Hongjun is all over the sky and the sea, on the one hand he is in charge of the world, and on the other hand he is planning to get rid of the transcendent Heaven.

In the depths of the chaos, Hou Tu's soul completely exploded, and his own mana skyrocketed.

Suddenly he saw a mark on his forehead, and Hou Tu's spirit touched it.

"Weng——."

In an instant, a vast light burst out, and as if the endless avenue of Sanskrit sounds appeared, the eternal and immortal breath came, but it came and went quickly. In an instant, the tide of the earth dissipated, leaving an emptiness that was still unfinished.

"Law of Power?"

At this moment, the ancestral witch Hou Tuming realized that this mark was the inheritance, the inheritance of the demon god, and the inheritance of the father god Pangu.

"I got the inheritance from Father God? Did I get the inheritance from Father God? Hahaha."

The roar started, I was excited, tears kept falling, I was happy, I thought that the innate treasure was my limit, I thought that the Taoist realm was my peak.

But then I realized that this was my beginning.

"It turns out that my opportunity has always been there, I just didn't find it, Ren Zu, woo woo, thank you."

Hou Tu was so moved that he cried, and at the same time he felt a little regretful. If he had known this method earlier, the twelve ancestral witches would have taken the initiative to exchange bloodlines. By then, all the twelve ancestral witches would have inherited the way of power.

Once it gains power, the heavens will tremble and the great road will kneel down.

However, Hou Tu understood that he had received the inheritance of the way of power, which foreshadowed his mission and would also encounter his fateful enemy.

Although Pangu didn't say it in the inheritance, Hou Tu felt it.

"By the way, where is Ye Yang? Where have you gone?"

Suddenly, Hou Tu realized what he was doing, and hurriedly moved his body to look around. Suddenly he felt something was wrong under his buttocks. When he saw it, Hou Tu blushed.

"This this."

At this moment, Ye Yang had fainted. He didn't know whether he was suffocated, smoked, or caused by the law of power.

Immediately transformed into exactly the same size as Ye Yang.

"Ye Yang, wake up, what's wrong with you?"

After a long time, he finally woke up.

"Houtu, you, how dare you sit on me, me, me, damn, what the hell is this?"

Ye Yang reacted with excitement. Looking at the mark on the forehead of the ancestral witch Houtu, Ye Yang felt that it was not simple.

Hou Tu hugged him excitedly and said:

"Ye Yang, I got the inheritance from Father God, I got the inheritance from Father God, I got the inheritance of the way of power, hahaha."

Um. Is this still possible?

Ye Yang looked at the happy Hou Tu and felt the surging enthusiasm again. This time he almost choked himself to death.

After a long while, it calmed down, and Ye Yang also figured out the whole story.

"You have received the Pangu inheritance, but why do I feel no different?"

As a result, Hou Tu's face became embarrassed after hearing this.

"Well, the blood concentration is too low. We can only cultivate it slowly. Only after Pangu's bloodline recovers can we truly understand the way of strength."

However, when the conversation changed, Hou Tu said happily:

"However, my cultivation has improved a lot. Even if I encounter Hongjun, I can still fight hard. However, the quality of my body is still at the peak of the innate treasure. However, the shackles seem to be broken. It's just that my bloodline is weak now and I can't improve."

Hearing this, Ye Yang also nodded. This was true. Although it was fused with the blood of other ancestral witches, it also allowed the Houtu blood to return to its ancestors and obtain the Pangu blood.

But after all, there was still insufficient blood, and it could only be regarded as awakening a trace of aura. However, this aura was indeed strong enough, and it broke Houtu's shackles abruptly, allowing Houtu to inherit the way of power.

Ye Yang was very happy, but he was somewhat reluctant to rip off Hou Tu.

"Sister, your strength has indeed improved, but facing Hongjun, you are still far behind."

"Hmph, it's not much different."

"Oh, is it so?"

Ye Yang chuckled, and then analyzed the general situation of Hongjun and himself joining forces to fight the chaotic beast, which made Houtu feel embarrassed.

"Ahem, so what? I guess the blood is not strong enough, right? Ahem."

"Yes, that's what it means. Hongjun, an old silver coin, has many tricks. Don't forget that he has absorbed the power of several tribulations. His heels are the Chaos Demon God. Do you understand?"

After understanding Ye Yang's words, Hou Tu was shocked on the spot.

"Hmph, after all, the bloodline has not awakened yet. Now we can only slowly nurse it back to health."

But he was still happy in his heart. As he spoke, he took out the only remaining piece of flesh and blood of the chaotic beast and ate it. Ye Yang was also shocked when he saw this. At this moment, there was a sudden roar.

"Fuck——."

Half of Ye Yang's body exploded due to the pressure.

"Ye Yang, you."

"I'm fine, I can't die, but it's you, can you handle it?"

"Yeah, I can handle it."

Damn it, people are more likely to die than others.

"Ahem, it's okay, you can eat."

Ye Yang was also convinced, but he had no choice. His own strength was too low to withstand the power of the chaotic beast, so he could only set off firecrackers on his own, and the sound of bang bang bang kept sounding, which made Ye Yang very depressed.

Soon, after Hou Tu finished eating the flesh and blood of the chaotic beast, he also felt that his blood concentration had increased slightly, but it was only a small amount and could not be detected.

"It's too slow. Unless there are a large number of chaotic beasts for me to eat, I can speed up the complete awakening of the bloodline. Otherwise, I can only rely on time to slowly cultivate it."

For a moment, Ye Yang thought of the injured chaotic beast, but he didn't know that it had already been beheaded by Hongjun.

"No, maybe there is a way."