Primordial Era: Even the Three Pure Ones have to obediently call me Second Uncle

Chapter 156 2 Ancestral Witches

Upon seeing this, a look of surprise flashed in Luo Hou's eyes.

However, just a moment later, he understood why the others had done it.

After a moment's hesitation, he quickly focused a portion of his power onto the fake Pangu.

Since Yinguo and the others want to take this opportunity to break through to the Hunyuan Daluo realm, Luo Hou should lend a hand.

In this way, wouldn't Yinguo and the others owe him a favor?

This favor might come in handy if needed in the future.

Meanwhile, on the other side, when they first clashed head-on with the fake Pangu, they were indeed somewhat disappointed.

Because the Pangu presented to them was far too weak.

They were so weak that even they couldn't feel any pressure.

Just as they were about to get serious and completely destroy the fake Pangu in front of them, and leave this inner demon tribulation.

The fake Pangu aura in front of each of them instantly began to surge.

In just a few breaths, he became dozens of times stronger than before.

Feeling the pressure falling on them, Yinguo and the others not only did not show any fear, but instead grinned in unison.

"This is actually quite interesting!"

Immediately, the expressions of Ying Guo and the others also became slightly more solemn.

He began to control his own magical artifacts and fight against the fake Pangu in front of him.

In an instant, the spiritual treasures in the hands of the three—Yinguo, Qiankun, and Wuxing—radiated endless divine light, and each of them engaged in a fierce battle in their own minds with the fake Pangu before them.

Within the origin of the Heavenly Dao, Hong Yuan slowly rose, stretched slightly, and also intended to go back and check on Zhou Shan.

I'll go check on my elder brother first. He must have awakened a bit more after experiencing the Dragon-Han Calamity and the battle between Dao and Demon.

Next, he had to give each of his twelve misfits... no, ten nephews and two nieces a primordial spirit.

Finally, we should return to the Hongyuan Realm and ask our Great Dao Father what had happened.

Why did it suddenly appear in the primordial wilderness?

Could it be that she's thinking of herself?!

Thinking of this, Hong Yuan turned to look at the Heavenly Dao: "Nephew, I'll head back now..."

Having said that, without waiting for a response from the Heavenly Dao, Hong Yuan activated the connection between his primordial spirit and the Hongyuan Realm.

In an instant, it disappeared from the spot.

Inside the Pangu Hall, it was already extremely noisy, resembling a bustling market.

Zhu Rong, with a beast's head and a human body, covered in red scales, with two fire snakes hanging beside his ears and two divine flames resembling fire dragons under his feet, grinned with sharp teeth, holding the Divine Fire of the Heavenly Realm in his hand, laughing loudly as he chased after another figure in front of him.

"Gonggong! Don't run away, fight me for another three hundred rounds!"

Gonggong, with a python's head and a human body covered in black scales, riding a black dragon and with a green python wrapped around his hands, ran while turning around and cursing: "Zhurong, you scoundrel, I'm not in good shape today, so I'll call a truce for now. Don't push your luck! Be careful, or I'll make you regret it!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Rong became even more excited: "I'd like to see how you're going to make me look bad?!"

Apart from these two, the other ten Ancestral Witches were busy with their own affairs.

It seems they had long been accustomed to the actions of Zhurong and Gonggong.

After Zhu Rong finished speaking, seeing that Gong Gong was ignoring her, she became furious and hurled the Heavenly Fire from her hand straight at Gong Gong.

Seeing this, Gonggong was prepared and quickly dodged to the side.

But as soon as he turned to the side, he seemed to bump into something.

The collision itself caused Gonggong's expression to change drastically, as if he had struck an incomparably solid sacred mountain.

He instinctively covered his forehead, wincing in pain.

The impact caused Gonggong to develop a large bump on his head, leaving him somewhat dazed, as if his mind had stopped functioning.

When he looked up, he found that the person in front of him was a strange Taoist priest.

With a throbbing headache, Gonggong blurted out, "Who are you?! How dare you block my path?! Are you out of your mind?!"

But no sooner had he finished speaking than a large hand grabbed his forehead.

Then there was a loud "boom".

Gonggong felt a sudden, sharp pain in his forehead, and then saw a flurry of lights before his eyes. In an instant, he was impaled in the ground.

Then everything went black, and I lost consciousness.

Hong Yuan nodded in satisfaction as he listened to the crisp sound of Gonggong's head hitting the ground.

Yes, you can tell from the sound that it's a good start.

At that moment, Zhu Rong's Heavenly Fire also struck with a roar.

But the next second, the Heavenly Divine Fire was firmly grasped in Hong Yuan's outstretched hand. The primordial innate fire, which could burn all things, trembled slightly and shrank into a ball.

They dared not move an inch.

Zhu Rong then realized that a figure had silently appeared where Gong Gong had just been.

Moreover, he managed to capture his own Heavenly Divine Fire within it using only one palm.

How could he not be alarmed?

But when he saw the face of the figure in front of him clearly, he was suddenly jolted.

A hint of trembling mixed with joy: "Second... Uncle?"

Not only Zhu Rong, but also the other ten ancestral witches not far away saw the figure that appeared in front of them.

Suddenly, their faces lit up with ecstatic joy. Without a word, they rushed to appear before Hong Yuan, bowing solemnly in their delight: "We, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, are formed from the essence and blood of Father Pangu. We pay our respects to Second Uncle!!!"

But when they saw the familiar figure stuck upside down in the ground next to their second uncle, they were stunned.

His face instantly turned red, and the smile he had just shown when he saw Hong Yuan froze, even revealing a hint of coldness.

Dijiang, in particular, was now so eager to kill Zhurong and Gonggong that he wanted to kill them both.

Especially with Gonggong planted in the ground right in front of him, Dijiang wanted to leave him there like that forever.

To avoid embarrassing myself in front of my second uncle.

Looking at the misshapen and deformed children before him, Hong Yuan simply smiled and nodded slightly.

But for some reason, I suddenly feel so tired.

Perhaps we should just forget about these nephews.

She's really ugly.

Even Xuanming and Houtu, two of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, were no better off.

Aside from his appearance, everything else about him was incredibly ugly.

He'd be embarrassed to admit he was Hong Yuan's man...