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Primordial, Kai Ming Mountain.

Not long after the Three Pure Ones set out, Houtu happened to be doing something big.

"Pangu God... Ah, no, it's Father God. Whether Father God's heart can be turned from fake to real depends on this attempt!"

At the center of twelve altars, Houtu reverently bowed three times in the direction of Buzhou Mountain.

Originally, Houtu planned to create a Pangu Temple, and then mold a Pangu Divine Statue or make a tablet to worship.

Recognizing a father naturally requires professionalism.

Unfortunately, Houtu discovered that while the Pangu Temple was easy to make, the Pangu Divine Statue couldn't be molded, nor could the Pangu Tablet.

So Houtu had to worship towards the Heavenly Pillar.

"Father God above, I know you have always been concerned about the Primordial world and love all beings. We Ancestor Witches, though lacking, are willing to inherit your will and pass down your Great Dao!"

After speaking, Houtu took out the Wuji Cauldron and began the final ceremony.

"If the heart is present, the dream is alive, there is true love between heaven and earth!"

"Father God, benevolent to all beings, concerned for all beings, if you hear my prayer, please lend me a hand!"

In the center of the altar, a desolate and mysterious melody echoed.

Houtu wore Witch God attire, transforming into twelve Dharma Forms; each wielded a magic artifact, singing and dancing.

Witches offer blessings. Women can serve the formless, invoking the divine through dance.

Houtu performed the Witch God's Dance, inviting Pangu to manifest divine signs!

Rumble!!!

On Kai Ming Mountain, celestial phenomena suddenly changed.

For a moment, wind rose, clouds surged, lightning gave birth to thunder.

"Soul, return!"

Houtu's twelve Dharma Forms flipped their hands, twelve banners appeared in the sky: Ju Mang Banner, Gonggong Banner, Rushou Banner, Zhurong Banner...

Crack!!

Amidst the thunder, Thunder Ancestor Witch Qiang Liang and Electric Ancestor Witch Xi Zi were the first to appear.

Soon after, silhouettes began to gather.

"I am Space Ancestor Witch, Emperor Jiang!"

Emperor Jiang appeared, his body resembling a yellow sack, red like elixir fire, with six legs and four wings.

"I am Weather Ancestor Witch, Shebi Corpse!"

Shebi Corpse appeared with the image of a human face and beast body, ears like dogs, wearing green snakes on them.

"I am Wood Ancestor Witch Ju Mang!" "I am Water Ancestor Witch Gonggong!" "I am Metal Ancestor Witch Ru Shou!" "I am Fire Ancestor Witch Zhurong!"....

One by one, the Ancestor Witches were born into the world.

Some rode bamboo dragons, some rode black pythons, some swung golden spears, some controlled flames, some gathered storms, some fiddled with time.....

The divine light of the Law converged into rivers, shining across eternity.

In the void, twelve beams of light and shadow laughed aloud towards the heavens.

Houtu opened her arms, beaming with a smile: "Brothers and sisters, congratulations on your rebirth!"

They bowed to Houtu, saying in unison: "Thank you, Daoist Houtu!"

The Ancestor Witches welcomed their new life, each beaming with joy.

"Hey, Daoist Wu Luo, what kind of Ancestor Witch are you?" At that moment, Emperor Jiang curiously looked at Wu Luo.

He still resembled a young man in black robes, naturally thin-lipped, rarely smiling.

Faced with the inquiry from the leader, Emperor Jiang, Wu Luo pondered for a while, then spoke: "According to our Ancestor Witch plan, we not only need top battle strength, but also need to have our own tribe."

"Since that's the case, I don't need the title of Ancestor Witch; I can directly serve as the future High Priest of the Witch Clan, responsible for nurturing the clan's descendants. That's good too."

"Of course, if everyone insists on giving me a title, you can call me—Martial Ancestor Witch!"

After speaking, at Wu Luo's heart Jia Palace position, suddenly a stream of golden fire clouds soared.

His surging blood energy impacted his acupoints.

The three hundred and sixty-five major acupoints around him radiated infinite brilliance, like eternal stars, or like a splendid world.

A thread of Martial Dao Divine Thought was condensed, bringing terrifying pressure to the Ancestor Witches present.

"High Priest? Martial Ancestor Witch? Both are great!!"

The Ancestor Witches laughed heartily, being carefree people, they didn't worry about sticking with one title.

No matter which title Wu Luo used, they planned to call themselves "Twelve Ancestor Witches."

As for the twelve Ancestor Witches having thirteen members or not, it's not an issue.

We Ancestor Witches take turns on shifts, always keeping one person on rest; who can have objections?

"Since we all gained rebirth, then Pangu's Heart..." After rejoicing, the Ancestor Witches hadn't forgotten the important matter.

They turned around and stared at the Wuji Cauldron, listening for sounds.

"Have we failed?" The Ancestor Witches felt somewhat disappointed.

Could it be that Father God didn't hear our prayers?

"Don't despond; our reunion this time is already Father God's grace!"

Earth Ancestor Witch Houtu comforted them, saying: "Failure is the mother of success. Even if we don't succeed this time, we definitely will next time."

Claiming there's no regret is false.

But Houtu also knew the difficulty of trying to create Pangu's Heart.

It's no less than recreating the Primordial Sun Star or Taiyin Star.

Perhaps even surpassing that.

Failing several times is actually normal.

As Houtu was preparing to clean up the altar, waiting for the next opportunity, a sound suddenly emanated from the Wuji Cauldron.

Thump~~

Strong and powerful, like a drumbeat.

The Ancestor Witches widened their eyes, staring at the Wuji Cauldron incredulously.

"This is...."

Thump~~

Another loud sound echoed, seemingly stirring the earth's pulse.

The Ancestor Witches were shaken to their core.

"It's a heartbeat! It's really a heartbeat!"

Their faces showed an expression of ecstatic joy.

"We've turned the fake into reality!"

Then, the Wuji Cauldron emitted the third heartbeat, the fourth heartbeat, the fifth, the sixth...

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Each powerful heartbeat seemed to respond to the Ancestor Witches.

The Ancestor Witches quickly moved forward to inspect.

They saw within the Wuji Cauldron, growing with profound yellow energy, amid the rolling spiritual energy, a vibrant heart was beating.

"This this this..."

The Ancestor Witches were so excited they were speechless.

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