Wang Lin gazed at the flickering shadows in the blood pool—his younger siblings, still gestating. The Origin of the Ancestral Witches slowly circulated in the crimson spiritual liquid, reflecting a hint of tenderness in his eyes. After a moment, he raised his hand and retrieved a Magic Treasure from his Sea of Consciousness space; it was precisely the kunlun mirror he had obtained from the Queen Mother of the West. The mirror surface shimmered with the halo of the Law of Space and Time, with layers of Restrictions faintly visible entwined around it.
Wang Lin's fingertips formed a pale golden magical incantation, lightly touching the mirror surface. After half a year, he finally refined two layers of Restrictions from the kunlun mirror. With a soft chime, the Law of Space and Time contained within the mirror suddenly awakened, transforming into strands of silver thread that coiled around his fingertips. He closed his eyes, and the Dao rhyme of time he had comprehended slowly diffused, intertwining and fusing with the mirror's Law. Finally, it transformed into a pale golden light shield, flowing like water to envelop the Twelve Ancestral Witches' gestation site within the Pangu Hall's foundation. Within the light shield, the flow of time quietly accelerated.
Once the light shield was stable, Wang Lin extended a delicate Divine Thought, like a silken thread, into Dijiang's Sea of Consciousness. His voice was gentle yet carried a hint of solemnity: "Brother Dijiang, you are the eldest of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. I need to leave for a while. After you take human form, you must take good care of your younger siblings and protect the Pangu Hall. Do not let external disturbances disrupt their gestation. Do not leave the Pangu Hall before I return, and diligently comprehend your own Law within the Pangu Hall."
After transmitting his Divine Thought, Wang Lin took out a fragment of the jade disc of creation. The jade disc was entirely pristine white, its surface inscribed with profound Dao patterns, as if it contained the secrets of the Primordial World's operation. He gently stroked the jade disc with his fingertips, feeling the faint pull emanating from within, and already had a plan in mind: Before heading west to seek fated objects this time, he first needed to find the remaining twenty-four sea calming divine pearls. Only by gathering all thirty-six sea calming divine pearls could he evolve a complete Thirty-Six Heavens, which would have an immense capacity and prove extremely useful when collecting fated objects in the future.
As Wang Lin infused a surge of powerful magical power, the fragment of the jade disc of creation trembled slightly. A clear pull of heavenly mystery came from the east, pointing directly towards the boundless Four Seas. A flash of understanding crossed Wang Lin's eyes. He immediately activated the Law of Space, and faint blue ripples spread around him, as space parted like water waves. In just a few breaths, he had crossed a million miles of the Void Realm, landing steadily on the shore of the East Sea.
Standing on the coastline, Wang Lin looked at the magnificent scene before him and couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion. In his previous life on Nanxing, he lived inland and rarely saw such a vast ocean; after Transmigration to the Primordial World, he was either busy seizing powerful Magic Treasures or competing for great dao merit. Even though he had stayed on Three Immortals Island for a long time, he was always developing and Cultivating, never truly appreciating the vastness of the ocean. He took a deep breath, and the salty sea breeze, carrying the unique vitality of the ocean, filled his nostrils, invigorating him.
Wang Lin's Divine Thought slowly unfurled, like an invisible net covering the entire East Sea. Wherever his Divine Thought reached, he could clearly perceive everything in the sea: gigantic profound turtles sleeping in the deep, colorful spiritual fish darting through coral reefs, and countless aquatic creatures that had not yet taken human form, swimming freely in the seawater, exuding a primitive and vigorous vitality. This vibrant scene made a faint smile unconsciously curve his lips.
Following the guidance of the fragment of the jade disc of creation, Wang Lin leaped into the sea. Without needing any diving equipment, the Physical Body and magical power of a Primordial Cultivator had long freed him from mortal constraints. The seawater not only caused him no hindrance but rather glided around him like docile silk, not even wetting his hair. This experience of breathing freely and moving unhindered in the water added a sense of novelty to his heart.
He continued to escape into the deep sea. The deeper he went, the darker the seawater became, and the temperature gradually dropped. When he reached an area at the bottom of the sea covered by black mist, Wang Lin finally stopped. Within the mist, twenty-four sea calming divine pearls, emitting a faint blue glow, floated in mid-air. Each pearl was about the size of a fist, its surface inscribed with wave-like patterns, continuously emitting pure Water Law and Law of Space, suppressing a dark whirlpool below—that was the East Sea Eye. If it lost its suppression, the seawater would be sucked into the Eye, flowing into the Guixu, and the entire Four Seas of the Primordial World would disappear.
Wang Lin frowned slightly, pondering to himself: Although these twenty-four sea calming divine pearls combined did not reach the rank of an innate supreme treasure, they were still top-tier among Innate Spirit Treasures. More importantly, they were currently shouldering the responsibility of suppressing the Sea Eye and stabilizing the Primordial World. They absolutely could not be rashly taken away, otherwise, it would damage the Primordial World, and the Great Dao might unleash immense Karma. If I hadn't appeared, during the Investiture of the Gods calamity, Shen Gongbao would have filled the Sea Eye. It was quite daring for the Dragon Clan to take the sea calming divine pearls, but in the end, it benefited Hongjun.
He pondered for a moment and already had a countermeasure. With a raise of his hand, an ancient bronze cauldron appeared before him. The cauldron was inscribed with patterns of sun, moon, stars, mountains, and vegetation—it was precisely the Innate Spirit Treasure, the qiankun cauldron. Immediately after, he retrieved several completely black stones, exuding a Chaos aura, from his Sea of Consciousness space—these were the Chaos Nether Stones he had found deep within Mount Buzhou back then. Their texture was incredibly hard, containing pure Five Elements Origin, making them excellent Materials for refining supreme treasures. He had carefully preserved them, and today they would come in handy. His plan was to refine an item sufficient to replace the sea calming divine pearls, completely fill the Sea Eye, and then take the sea calming divine pearls.
Wang Lin sequentially placed five Chaos Nether Stones into the qiankun cauldron, then sat down cross-legged, forming hand Seals. The magical power within him surged like a mighty river, continuously flowing into the cauldron.
As the magical power poured in, golden patterns lit up around the qiankun cauldron, and a cluster of golden flames suddenly ignited at its mouth. These flames, though seemingly gentle, possessed extremely high temperatures, scorching the space around them into a slight distortion.
This was the Innate Divine Fire that came with the qiankun cauldron, specialized in refining all kinds of Heavenly Spirit Objects.
At the same time, a colorless Luck cloud slowly emerged above Wang Lin's head. Within the cloud, the ethereal image of a green lotus was faintly visible—this was his status as the first living being of the Primordial Era since his Transmigration, and currently, with no other transformed living beings, he bore eighty percent of the Primordial Era's Luck.
Although a significant amount of this vast Luck had been consumed in refining treasures, two tenths still remained; though seemingly a small proportion, the sheer quantity was immense.
With a thought, the Luck cloud, like a colorless river, slowly flowed into the qiankun cauldron. Refining a treasure capable of filling the Sea Eye and stabilizing the Primordial Era required the consumption of vast Luck as its Foundation; otherwise, even if refined, it would merely be a useless Acquired Spirit Treasure.
Under the dual impetus of the Innate Divine Fire and Luck, the Chaos Nether Stones in the cauldron gradually melted, transforming into five wisps of energy, each containing the Origin of the Five Elements: Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth.
These five wisps of energy continuously rotated within the cauldron, simultaneously repelling and attracting each other. Wang Lin's finger Seals shifted, guiding the five wisps of Origin energy to slowly approach and fuse, bit by bit.
The process was extremely slow; even a slight mistake could lead to the dissipation of the Origin.
After an unknown period, the five wisps of Origin energy finally completely fused, transforming into a crystal, entirely five-colored and translucent—the Five Elements Stone.
But Wang Lin did not stop. He continued to circulate his magical power and burn his Luck, his gaze fixed on the Five Elements Stone in the cauldron.
Following the forty-nine Innate Restrictions of the heaven and earth mysterious yellow exquisite pagoda in his mind, he used his magical power as a brush to engrave the Restrictions onto the interior of the Five Elements Stone, bit by bit.
The engraving of each Restriction consumed a large amount of his mental energy and magical power, and the Luck cloud also became increasingly thin.
A hundred years passed in a flash. When the last Restriction was completed, the Five Elements Stone suddenly erupted with brilliant five-colored light, and a pressure far exceeding that of a top-grade Innate Spirit Treasure spread from the cauldron.
Even the deep sea's water was forced back several feet by this pressure. Wang Lin slowly opened his eyes, a hint of satisfaction flashing within them—an Acquired-turned-innate supreme treasure was thus refined!
He dared not delay, first taking out the Five Directions Banners: the Eastern Azure Lotus Banner, the Southern Flame Light Banner, the Western Plain Cloud Boundary Banner, the Northern Dark Primordial Water Control Banner, and the Central Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner, which had fused into an innate supreme treasure.
The banners floated above the Sea Eye, their surfaces emitting five colors of light—white, green, red, black, and yellow—corresponding to Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth, weaving into a sturdy light shield that temporarily stabilized the turbulence of the Sea Eye, preventing accidents during the treasure replacement interval.
Subsequently, Wang Lin cautiously reached out, his fingertips lightly touching the sea calming divine pearls. Perhaps sensing his lack of malice, or perhaps knowing its mission was nearing completion, the sea calming divine pearls did not resist; instead, they actively retracted their light.
He collected the twenty-four sea calming divine pearls one by one into his Sea of Consciousness space, and the thirty-six sea calming divine pearls automatically coiled together, emitting a pressure comparable to an innate supreme treasure.
Immediately after, Wang Lin raised his hand to retrieve the Five Elements Stone from the cauldron and slowly sent it into the Sea Eye.
The moment the Five Elements Stone fell into the vortex, it erupted with dazzling five-colored light, thoroughly fusing with the geology surrounding the Sea Eye.
The originally surging black vortex, under the power of the Five Elements Stone, gradually slowed its rotation and finally completely calmed, no longer even stirring a ripple.
The Sea Eye's gravitational pull vanished without a trace, and the hidden danger that once threatened the Four Seas of the Primordial Era was thus completely eliminated.
After filling the Sea Eye, Wang Lin put away the qiankun cauldron and the Five Directions Banners, but his gaze turned towards the sky.
A sly smile played on his lips—having established the merit of stabilizing the Primordial Era, he naturally had to "ask for some rewards" from the Great Dao. Wouldn't it be a pity not to "shear this wool"?
Once the Heavenly Dao emerged, there would be no great dao merit.
He flew out of the sea and, in mid-air, waved his hand to set up an ancient altar. The altar was crafted from unknown azure jade, inscribed with runes for sacrificing to the Great Dao.
Wang Lin retrieved the offerings he had prepared from his sea-calming pearls space: peaches that ripened every nine thousand years, huang zhong lis that bore fruit once every Yuanhui, and purple jade grapes containing rich Spiritual Qi, arranging them one by one on the altar.
Then, Wang Lin tidied his robes, knelt on both knees, and performed a three bows and nine kowtows grand ceremony towards the Void Realm.
Each kowtow was exceptionally devout; the moment his forehead touched the altar's jade, a wisp of Chaos Dao rhyme (Dao charm) integrated into his body.
After bowing, he proclaimed loudly: "Great Dao above, I, Wang Lin, today refined the innate supreme treasure Five Elements Stone, filled the East Sea Eye, stabilized the Foundation of the Primordial Era, protected all living beings, and conformed to the development of the Primordial Era. May the Great Dao bear witness!"
The instant his voice fell, a boundless pressure suddenly descended from the sky. The entire East Sea's water ceased flowing, and even the clouds in the sky stood still.
Immediately after, a massive eye of the great dao, filled with Chaos Dao rhyme (Dao charm), slowly appeared. Within the eye of the great dao, star rivers rotated, and the sun and moon rose and fell, as if containing the mysteries of the entire Chaos.
The gaze of the eye of the great dao slowly swept over Wang Lin, as if scrutinizing his true heart and merits, then swept across the entire East Sea, verifying whether the Sea Eye had indeed been filled.
A moment later, the eye of the great dao nodded slightly, clearly greatly approving of his actions.
In the sky, a massive golden cloud gradually condensed. Within the cloud, countless golden specks of light flickered, emitting pure and majestic great dao merit—merit of this scale, during the Witch-Demon Calamity, would be enough to drive any Primordial Era powerful being to madness.
Even a Grand Unity Golden Immortal could use it to Break through a Bottleneck and advance to a higher level.
Soon, the merit cloud began to differentiate: one and a half tenths of the merit transformed into golden raindrops, falling into the area of the East Sea Eye and merging into the Five Elements Stone, further strengthening the Seal on the Sea Eye, ensuring it would never recur.
Half a tenth of the merit transformed into a golden light, flying into the qiankun cauldron. The patterns on the cauldron's body became increasingly clear, and the originally slightly aged cauldron body actually radiated new vitality, clearly nourished by the merit, with its grade subtly improved.
The remaining eight tenths of the merit, like a surging golden torrent, directly poured into Wang Lin's body.
Instantly, Wang Lin's entire body was enveloped in golden light. The magical power within him, nourished by the merit, became increasingly pure and refined, and his Cultivation, which had already reached a Bottleneck, actually showed signs of loosening.
More importantly, the moment the merit entered his body, his compatibility with the Great Dao also increased. His understanding of the Heavenly Dao's Laws in his Sea of Consciousness became increasingly clear, and many doubts he had encountered during his previous Cultivation were now resolved.
Once the merit was completely absorbed, the eye of the great dao in the sky slowly closed, eventually disappearing into the Void Realm, and the vast pressure also dissipated.
The East Sea's water flowed again, and the clouds resumed their graceful posture, as if nothing had ever happened. Only the surging power within Wang Lin and the joy in his heart proved the fortuitous encounter he had just experienced.
Wang Lin slowly stood up, cupped his hands again towards the Void Realm, his voice carrying a hint of gratitude: "Many thanks for the Great Dao's reward!"
With that, he put away the altar, and his figure flashed, appearing on an uninhabited isolated island on the East Sea coast.
On the isolated island, plants were lush, and Spiritual Qi was abundant. Wang Lin sat down cross-legged, took out the twenty-four sea calming divine pearls, and arranged them neatly in front of him.
A dark blue halo circulated in his palm. He closed his eyes and began to focus on refining them. His fingertips lightly touched the sea calming divine pearls, and wisps of pure Law ripples slowly integrated into his body, resonating with his own Laws.
Wang Lin mused to himself: Now that he had obtained twenty-four sea calming divine pearls, he only needed to completely refine these twenty-four sea calming divine pearls to instantly open up thirty-six Middle Thousand Worlds within the thirty-six sea-calming pearls, evolving a complete Thirty-Six Heavens.
At that time, this set of innate supreme treasure would not only be able to contain fated objects but also become a great aid to him; the thirty-six Middle Thousand Worlds could provide him with an endless supply of Spiritual Qi.
Thinking of this, his refining speed quickened a few points, and the Spiritual Qi on the isolated island also gathered towards him, forming a visible Spiritual Qi vortex.
A thousand years passed in a blink of an eye. The Chaos Qi swirling around Wang Lin gradually receded, as he finally completely refined the twenty-four newly acquired sea calming divine pearls.
These twenty-four precious pearls floated before him, their surfaces imbued with mystic light, each one lustrous and translucent, subtly resonating with his Divine Soul, as if they had become a part of his body.
Recalling the past, Wang Lin still had eleven sea calming divine pearls that had not yet had their exclusive worlds opened. Now that the new pearls were refined, counting the old ones, a total of thirty-five sea calming divine pearls required a stable foundational realm to be constructed.
He knew in his heart that opening a world was by no means an easy task—when a realm first formed, the earth, fire, wind, and water would surely rage violently. Without a powerful object to suppress them, the newly born world would instantly collapse and dissipate.
Thinking of this, Wang Lin's Divine Soul stirred slightly, and his consciousness instantly left his Physical Body, transforming into a streak of light that burrowed into one of the already opened sea calming divine pearls.
Within the pearl, Three Immortals Island was shrouded in mist, like a celestial realm. In the center, the three lights divine water lake shimmered with clear silver, gold, and purple light, its waters flowing gently, imbued with an inherent spiritual charm.
By the lake, the four symbols banana tree was lush and verdant, its four topmost leaves clearly imprinted with the 'Earth, Fire, Wind, Water' four symbols patterns. As a breeze swept by, the leaves trembled lightly, and wisps of Chaos Dao rhyme drifted out, lingering around the branches.
Wang Lin floated above the lake, his Divine Thought like fine threads wrapping around the four symbols banana tree. At the same time, he activated his own great dao merit, slowly injecting it into the tree.
As the power of Karma continuously flowed, the banana tree suddenly glowed brightly, and thirty-six tender green buds gradually protruded from its trunk.
In just a moment, the buds broke through and grew into saplings about a foot tall—these saplings inherited the Four Symbols power of the mother tree, making them the best choice to suppress the earth, fire, wind, and water of the realm.
But Wang Lin knew that relying solely on the saplings' own power was still insufficient.
He pondered for a moment, then retrieved the newly acquired great dao merit from the depths of his Sea of Consciousness—this portion of Karma was obtained from filling the sea eyes previously and contained pure Chaos power.
Without the slightest hesitation, he drew out half of it and poured it all into the Origin of the four symbols banana tree.
With the power of Karma entering its body, the growth rate of the four symbols banana tree suddenly accelerated: its trunk visibly thickened, its leaves unfurled to a zhang in size, and its original Innate Spiritual Root aura gradually transformed, actually showing the nascent form of a Chaos Spiritual Root.
Approximately an incense stick later, the four symbols banana tree evolved into a Low Grade Chaos Spiritual Root. The banana tree transferred part of its own Origin to the new saplings, and soon the saplings transformed into small trees.
"Thirty-six small trees, thirty-five sea calming divine pearls, that's quite ample," Wang Lin said, raising a hand to summon thirty-five of the small trees out of this world.
He then carefully planted the remaining small tree by the three lights divine water lake next to the mother tree, allowing it to absorb the spiritual charm from the lake and the Dao rhyme from the mother tree, awaiting its robust growth in the future.
After dealing with the banana trees, Wang Lin's Divine Soul returned to its place, regaining control of his Physical Body.
He raised a hand and summoned the hongmeng heaven-measuring ruler from his Sea of Consciousness. The ruler was ancient and heavy, covered in mysterious Chaos runes. One end was a blade-sharp tip, the other a steady handle.
The moment it appeared, the ruler emitted a heart-palpitating power of creation—this ruler was a supreme treasure for opening space, so breaking through the realm barrier of the sea calming divine pearls was merely a flick of the wrist.
Wang Lin grasped the hongmeng heaven-measuring ruler, and with a surge of power, he swung it. The ruler's edge sliced through the Void Realm, and thirty-five faint golden ruler-lights, like shooting stars, shot towards the thirty-five sea calming divine pearls floating before him.
A series of 'crack' sounds continuously echoed as the spatial barriers on the pearls' surfaces shattered. The originally sealed void space within the pearls was instantly torn open: scorching earth fire erupted from the cracks, icy floods roared and surged, strong winds swept past with giant rocks, and turbid yellow Qi rolled and diffused.
The four forces of earth, fire, wind, and water intertwined and collided, plunging the entire space into Chaos.
"taiji diagram, appear!" Wang Lin bellowed. The innate supreme treasure taiji diagram flew out from his sleeve. Black and white Qi slowly circulated on the diagram, forming a giant Taiji phantom that enveloped all thirty-five sea calming divine pearls.
The Taiji divine light, like a gentle current, slowly flowed into each precious pearl. The raging earth, fire, wind, and water, upon encountering the divine light, gradually calmed down: the earth stabilized, the floods converged into winding rivers, the strong winds transformed into gentle breezes, and the turbid Qi settled into fertile soil—the embryonic form of the realm finally clearly appeared under the protection of the divine light.
Once the earth, fire, wind, and water within the pearls were completely stable, Wang Lin took out the thirty-five four symbols banana tree saplings he had previously stored. Using his Divine Thought as a guide, he sent them into the Small Worlds of the thirty-five sea calming divine pearls.
The saplings rooted immediately upon landing, quickly taking root in the center of the world. The Four Symbols power spread along the root system, like invisible shackles, firmly locking the Foundation of the realm.
But Wang Lin knew that for a complete world, having only heaven and earth and a suppressing object was still not enough.
His eyes gleamed, and he took out the innate supreme treasure Five Elements Banner from his storage space—the banners themselves emitted the five Origin auras of wood, fire, metal, water, and earth, their colors vibrant and their Spiritual Qi overwhelming.
Wang Lin made a hand seal, and the Five Elements Banners simultaneously bloomed with brilliant light, continuously absorbing the five Origin powers of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth from the Great Desolation into the banners, then guiding them into the Middle Thousand Worlds of the thirty-six sea calming divine pearls (including the one previously opened and moved to Three Immortals Island).
As the Five Elements Origin gradually filled, the world within the pearls began to undergo wondrous changes: the green wood Origin transformed into towering ancient trees, the red fire Origin ignited warm flames, the white metal Origin condensed into metal ore, the black water Origin gathered into lakes and oceans, and the yellow earth Origin nurtured fertile plains—with the Five Elements complete, the world finally gained vitality and vigor.
Next, it was time to complete the Yin and Yang Qi.
Wang Lin, carrying the thirty-six sea calming divine pearls, transformed into a streak of light and traversed the Void Realm, soon arriving near the Sun Star.
The Sun Star was entirely crimson, its surface molten lava endlessly churning, emitting scorching hot Yang Qi. From afar, it looked like a burning fireball, capable of incinerating all things.
And not far from the Sun Star, the Lunar Star emitted bright and cold moonlight, its chilling Qi intense. It formed a stark contrast with the Sun Star's scorching Yang Qi, one hot and one cold, fully demonstrating the marvels of heaven and earth's Yin and Yang.
Wang Lin first headed deep into the Sun Star, where the fusang tree, one of the ten top-grade innate spiritual root, grew.
This tree was a hundred zhang tall, its trunk crimson like raging flames, its leaves a brilliant gold, and its branches hung with three hundred and sixty-five plump mulberry fruits, shimmering with light.
Beneath the tree, two clusters of dense Sun Origin were coiled, and above the Origin, two books and an ancient bronze bell lay quietly—it was the escaped chaos bell.
He gazed at the fusang tree, and though he had thoughts of taking the supreme treasures, he also knew that now was not the right time: the Great Dao rules were still in effect, and forcibly taking the treasures might incur heavenly punishment.
After a moment of thought, Wang Lin decided to settle for the next best thing: he carefully cut a main branch from the fusang tree, then took some three lights divine water and replanted the main branch back into the Origin land of the Sun Star, meticulously watering it with the three lights divine water to help it replenish its Origin and regain vitality.
Once the main branch re-rooted, Wang Lin moved its main body into his Three Immortals Island Small World. Afterward, he cut thirty-five branches from the fusang tree, also nourishing them with three lights divine water to enhance their Origin power.
Curiously, the main branch on the Sun Star, under the dual nourishment of the Sun Origin and three lights divine water, directly advanced to a top-grade Innate Spiritual Root. However, the thirty-five branches, though also absorbing the spiritual water, only grew into High Grade innate spiritual root due to their slightly weaker Foundation.
Wang Lin raised his hand to activate the Sun Star's Origin power, refining and evolving it into thirty-six small suns, which he then infused one by one into the thirty-six sea calming divine pearls.
After completing these tasks, he planted the thirty-five High Grade Innate Spiritual Root fusang trees into the Sun Stars of the thirty-five Sea Calming Divine Pearl worlds.
Only after seeing the new fusang trees re-conceive the Golden Crow Origin and supreme treasures did Wang Lin turn and head towards the Lunar Star.
Deep within the Lunar Star, cold Qi permeated the air, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of ice crystals, clear and translucent, reflecting the cool moonlight.
Above the ice crystals grew a forest of osmanthus trees, among which the central osmanthus tree was a thousand zhang tall, its trunk silvery white like frost, its leaves carved from white jade, emitting a refreshing and chilling Yin Qi.
Beneath the tree were also two clusters of Lunar Origin, and beside the Origin, the nascent form of the Lunar Star God was being conceived.
Wang Lin followed the same method as with the Sun Star: he first extracted the Lunar Star's Origin power, refined it into thirty-six Lunar Stars, and infused them one by one into the thirty-six sea calming divine pearls.
Subsequently, he cut the main branch of the osmanthus tree, nourished it with three lights divine water, and replanted it into the Lunar Star Origin, helping it advance to a top-grade Innate Spiritual Root. He then repositioned the Lunar Star God beside the main branch, allowing it to continue its conception.
Next, he cut thirty-five osmanthus branches, cultivated them into High Grade innate spiritual root using the same method, and planted them into the Lunar Stars of the thirty-five Sea Calming Divine Pearl worlds.
The original main branches of the fusang tree and osmanthus tree were placed on the Sun Star and Lunar Star of the world where Three Immortals Island was located.
At this point, the Middle Thousand Worlds of the thirty-six sea calming divine pearls were filled with Yin and Yang Qi, suppressed by the Four Symbols power, and complete with the Five Elements Origin. A complete "Thirty-Six Heavens" was finally opened.
Due to the concealment of the chaos pearl, the Great Dao rules were never able to detect the birth of these Thirty-Six Heavens—if the Great Dao had perceived them, it would surely have bestowed Karma of creation as a reward.
But Wang Lin knew that these Thirty-Six Heavens were his trump card and absolutely could not be easily exposed.
Once everything was properly arranged, he re-collected the thirty-six sea calming divine pearls into his Sea of Consciousness, quietly awaiting the self-operation and growth of the myriad worlds, and the conception of more vigorous life.
The thirty-six illusory figures of the heavens gradually receded in his Sea of Consciousness. Wang Lin did not linger, his figure transforming into a streak of light, heading straight for the Sun Star. His mind was set on the chaos bell hidden deep within the Sun Star—such an innate supreme treasure, he had to try it himself to know if he had the Opportunity to wield it.
Breaking through the Chaos mist, Wang Lin returned to the fusang tree's domain. He passed through layers of scorching Sun True Fire, reaching the deepest part of the Sun Star. The newly sprouted fusang tree was lush with branches and leaves, enveloped in a radiant glow. Above a cluster of Golden Crow Origin, the chaos bell, imbued with a primordial Chaos aura, floated. A glint flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. He immediately circulated his entire body's Magic Power, raising his hand to draw the chaos bell towards him.
But just as his Magic Power was about to touch the chaos pearl, a fissure suddenly opened in the sky. A colossal vertical eye, radiating a pressure that awed the heavens, slowly appeared. A vast and unparalleled Divine Thought, like a thunderclap, descended—it was the Great Dao's message: "The chaos bell is fated with Donghuang Taiyi. After he wields the chaos bell and experiences the Witch-Demon Calamity, and the Karma between the chaos bell and the Yao Race is resolved, only then may you claim this treasure."
Upon hearing this, Wang Lin's Magic Power at his fingertips instantly receded. He knew that the Great Dao could not be defied. He immediately cupped his hands and bowed towards the giant eye in the sky, responding in a deep voice, "Wang Lin respectfully obeys the Great Dao's decree."
Seeing his understanding and lack of defiance, the Great Dao sent down a golden light from the giant eye—a pure mass of great dao merit, which slowly settled into Wang Lin's palm. Subsequently, the giant eye and the Divine Thought dissipated together, and the vast pressure in the heavens and earth also receded.
Holding the rich great dao merit in his palm, Wang Lin could not hide his joy. He had not expected to gain great dao merit unexpectedly, even though he did not obtain the chaos bell this time. He did not linger on the Sun Star, turning into a streak of light and flying towards the Western Continent once more.
In Wang Lin's eyes, the Western Continent had always been the most tragic land in the Primordial World. Recalling the calamities in his memory, the Calamities had never favored this land. During the Fierce Beast Calamity, it was a den of Vicious Beasts, the main battlefield where the Innate Demon Gods slaughtered Vicious Beasts, with bones and Evil Qi permeating every inch of land. The Dragon-Han Calamity was even worse. Demon Ancestor Rahu and Dao Ancestor Hongjun secretly instigated the three races into a great war, and the final battle was still chosen to be here. At the Peak of the Conflict between Dao and Demon, the Demon Ancestor, to hinder Hongjun, directly detonated all the Spiritual Veins in the West, causing the entire continent to be devoid of Spiritual Qi and barren.
Thinking of this, Wang Lin could not help but sigh inwardly: The suffering of the West is not far off. In less than two Yuanhui, the Fifth Epoch will arrive, and Vicious Beasts will set foot on this land. The flames of the Calamity will once again sweep across the continent. By then, with the Heavenly Dao newly born, the Great Dao will semi-retreat. Such an Opportunity to easily see the Great Dao and obtain Karma, as it is now, will likely be hard to come by again. When Hongjun becomes a Saint, the Great Dao will completely hide, and by then, even the traces of the Great Dao will be hard to find, let alone extracting Karma. The Primordial World will also fall into a state where the Heavenly Dao reigns supreme.
"It seems I need to accumulate more great dao merit before then." Wang Lin mused, his gaze returning to the current state of the Western Continent. Although, like the entire Primordial World, the air was filled with the malevolent Evil Qi remaining from the Three Thousand Demon Gods, this land, relying on its remaining Foundation, still nurtured many innate spiritual root, Acquired Spiritual Roots, and Innate Spirit Treasures scattered within Formations.
Rather than watching these Spiritual Veins, Spiritual Roots, and Spirit Treasures shatter into calamity ash in the impending war, it would be better for him to collect them in advance. After the Conflict between Dao and Demon subsides, he could then use these Spiritual Objects as a Foundation to rebuild the Western Continent and return them one by one. This way, he could both preserve the Origin vitality of the West and accumulate immeasurable Karma for himself, and furthermore, before the Great Dao completely retreats, he could preserve more of the Primordial World's Foundation.
Wang Lin's Divine Thought, like an invisible net, slowly spread across the Western Continent, encompassing the spiritual essence of all directions. All innate spiritual root, and Acquired Medium Grade and above Spiritual Roots that entered his sight, were enveloped by a clear light, transforming into streaks of light and flying into the sea-calming pearls in his palm. Even the Innate Spirit Treasures hidden deep within barriers could not escape his detection and were collected one by one, truly "plucking feathers from passing geese," not leaving behind even half an Innate Spiritual Root. Even so, the remaining Acquired Low Grade Spiritual Roots and ordinary plants on the Western Continent still maintained a lush and verdant appearance, not appearing desolate.
A hundred years passed in a flash. Wang Lin looked at the vibrant spiritual domain within the sea-calming pearls, his heart filled with joy—countless Innate and Acquired Spiritual Roots had taken root there, and Spiritual Qi steamed like mist. But when he used the jade disc of creation to deduce, his expression slightly darkened: After several hundred years, he had not even finished sorting out one percent of the Western Continent's territory. At this rate, the Fierce Beast Calamity would arrive before he could collect all the Spiritual Roots, and by then, everything would be in vain.
As his thoughts turned, Wang Lin suddenly recalled the Three Thousand Demon Gods' essence blood fused within his body. The Law of Blood contained within it happened to be able to solve the immediate problem. He made a decisive decision, activating sixty percent of the Law of Blood, condensing the three thousand drops of essence blood into three thousand Clones, each exuding the profound aura of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal at its Peak. The Clones bowed to Wang Lin, then scattered like countless stars, dividing the unsorted Western Continent into three thousand areas, with each Clone fully collecting in one area.
With the efficiency steeply rising, a thousand years passed in the blink of an eye. The Clones returned one after another, sending all the collected Spiritual Roots and Spiritual Plants into the sea-calming pearls. These Spiritual Objects immediately took root upon entering the Small World, perfectly integrating with the heaven and earth of the sea-calming pearls, their vitality even more vigorous. Another five hundred years passed, and all three thousand Clones returned to the team. Wang Lin looked at the overflowing spiritual essence within the thirty-six sea-calming pearls, his smile undeniable. But upon closer inspection, he discovered: most of the innate spiritual root were Low Grade Innate, with very few Medium Grade, High Grade, or even Supreme Grade ones. The Magic Treasures were also primarily Medium to Low Grade Innate, with no traces of top-tier Spiritual Objects. Wang Lin understood in his heart that such powerful Spiritual Roots and Magic Treasures must have been concealed by Innate Grand Formations.
He immediately held the jade disc of creation, activating the Three Thousand Laws within his body. Even if some of the Laws were still incomplete, they were sufficient to deduce the Formation's core. Hundreds of spiritual lights suddenly shot out from the jade disc, landing in various Secret Realms across the Western Continent—those were the core locations of the Grand Formations. Wang Lin summoned his three thousand Clones, ordering them to follow the spiritual lights to break the Formations, while he himself followed the most intense spiritual light, heading straight for the mountain range in the center of the Western Continent.
Upon reaching the heart of the mountain range, Wang Lin activated the Law of Space, and the hidden Formation instantly revealed itself. A spatial rift opened at the Formation's core. He entered it, only to see two Supreme Grade innate spiritual root growing within the Formation: one was a lush Bodhi Tree, and the other was a radiant Thousand-Leaf Golden Lotus. Wang Lin knew at a glance that these were the future main bodies of the Two Sages of the West, Zhunti and Jieyin.
He mused inwardly: The Two Sages of the West have exhausted their efforts for the development of the West, and this Heart-Nature is worthy of respect, but their methods are too shameless—instead of fundamentally saving the West, they forcibly seize the Luck of the East to compensate, and even if they temporarily gain Luck, it will not last long. Not to mention in the Investiture of the Gods and Witch-Demon Calamity, their "eating habits" were ugly, plundering countless treasures. Remembering this, and then thinking that his younger siblings were lacking Innate Supreme Grade Spirit Treasures, Wang Lin had already made a decision: he would take these two Spiritual Roots, but leave a glimmer of hope.
With the power of the Law of Creation, he forced the spiritual consciousness deep within the roots of the Bodhi Tree into a branch, broke off the branch, and carefully cultivated it with three lights divine water. In a short while, a new Bodhi Tree grew, which he left in the Formation. He then placed the original Bodhi Tree into Three Immortals Island, beside the sea-calming pearls. He used the same method for the Thousand-Leaf Golden Lotus: he forced its spiritual consciousness into a lotus seed, nurtured it with three lights divine water into a Supreme Grade Innate Spirit Treasure, and left it in its original place, then transplanted the mother body of the Thousand-Leaf Golden Lotus to Three Immortals Island.
Having completed all this, Wang Lin felt refreshed and turned to leave the Grand Formation. On the way, he suddenly remembered something else: he had previously snatched Demon Ancestor Rahu's four swords of immortal execution, perhaps he should return him some "compensation." He thought of the five lotus seeds on the calamity gray lotus in Pangu Hall, and he already had a plan in mind.
When the Clones returned after breaking the Formations, bringing back hundreds of rare Spiritual Roots and over a hundred Magic Treasures, Wang Lin was satisfied. He did not linger, transforming into a streak of light and speeding towards Pangu Hall.
After performing the grand kowtow ceremony at the Pangu Altar at the foot of Mount Buzhou, Wang Lin, with the lingering warmth of the burning sandalwood incense on his fingertips, turned and ascended the steps, returning to the Pangu Hall hidden deep within the mountain.
The moment the hall doors opened, a rich yet pure Spiritual Qi, unlike the usual stillness, rushed towards him. He looked up to see twelve figures of varying forms sitting cross-legged by the blood pool in the hall—the same pool that once held pangus essence blood. Faint Chaos halos surrounded their bodies—the blood cocoons in the blood pool had vanished without a trace, leaving only the Pangu Blood Pool that nurtured the Twelve Ancestral Witches. And those twelve figures were precisely the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who had been gestating for ten thousand years.
"Big Brother!" Seeing Wang Lin enter the hall, the Twelve Ancestral Witches simultaneously opened their eyes. A flash of spiritual light surrounded them as they rose to their feet, their movements perfectly synchronized, their tones filled with respect. Dijiang, the leader, subtly flapped the fleshy wings on his back, his gaze fixed on Wang Lin.
Wang Lin slowly approached, his gaze sweeping over the Twelve Ancestral Witches, a smile playing on his lips: "I didn't expect that in just a thousand years outside, you would have successfully taken human form. This is much faster than I anticipated."
"If not for Big Brother using the kunlun mirror to set up a time barrier, accelerating the flow of time within the hall, we would never have been able to take human form so quickly," Dijiang stepped forward, cupping his hands in explanation, "Big Brother spent a thousand years outside, but within the hall, ten thousand years have already passed. This kindness, we will engrave in our hearts."
Wang Lin nodded upon hearing this, raising his hand to brush the Void Realm before him. A probing force silently spread out, carefully sensing the cultivation of the Twelve Ancestral Witches: "The Dao cultivation of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal at the Peak, and the Physical Body strength has also reached the Early Stage of Grand Unity. Not bad." A hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. Such Aptitude was indeed worthy of the Innate divine beings formed from pangus essence blood.
As his voice fell, a light flashed in Wang Lin's palm. First, a sea calming divine pearls, entirely Deep blue, containing the illusory image of three thousand immortal islands, slowly flew out, suspending itself in the center of Pangu Hall: "This pearl contains the Three Immortals Island, which can serve as a place for cultivation. With the accelerated time in the hall, it will help him Break through his Bottleneck earlier." Immediately after, a jade disc covered in profound runes and exuding the aura of the Law appeared. It was precisely Pangu's Legacy treasure for comprehending the Dao—the jade disc of creation.
The Jade Disc floated at the top of the hall, and thousands of divine lights of the Law poured down, enveloping the entire Pangu Hall. Wang Lin turned to look at the Twelve Ancestral Witches, his tone becoming a few shades more solemn: "My brothers and sisters, you can temporarily rest your Physical Body Cultivation and first comprehend the Law with me. This jade disc of creation is a relic of Father God, recording the three thousand Laws of the Great Dao. You must first thoroughly comprehend the Innate Laws that Father God bestowed upon your Physical Bodies, and ensure you Cultivate to the realm of Grand Unity Golden Immortal before the arrival of the great tribulation."
He paused, then added: "Once you succeed, we will pray to the Great Dao together. At that time, the Great Dao will sense it, and perhaps bestow Karma, helping our Pangu Lineage stabilize our Foundation in the Great Desolation."
The Twelve Ancestral Witches unanimously agreed, then sat down cross-legged with Wang Lin, bathing in the divine light of the jade disc of creation, concentrating on sensing the Law power flowing around them. Unlike the Ancestral Witches, who focused on their corresponding Innate Laws, Wang Lin was surrounded by three thousand different Law halos—he did not choose a single Law to Break through, but rather used his own Chaos Dao Foundation as a guide, simultaneously comprehending the three thousand Great Dao. In his view, the three thousand Laws seemed independent, but in reality, they contained the principle of mutual understanding, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, ultimately all returning to the Origin of the Dao. Under their mutual reinforcement, the speed of comprehending the Dao was even faster.
Time quietly flowed away in the comprehension of the Dao. Only one kalpa had passed in the outside world of the Great Desolation, but several tens of kalpas had already passed within Pangu Hall.
On this day, an aura far exceeding the Hunyuan realm suddenly erupted within the hall—the three thousand Law halos around Wang Lin instantly merged into one, forming a Chaos-colored pillar of Law that shot straight to the top of the hall, blending with the divine light of the jade disc of creation. He slowly opened his eyes, and it seemed as if three thousand worlds were born and destroyed within them. His aura had already Broken through to the Grand Unity Golden Immortal, and all three thousand Laws were at Perfection. His combat power was even close to the legendary realm of the Hunyuan Wuji Golden Immortal.
At the same time, spiritual light indicating a Breakthrough also erupted from the Twelve Ancestral Witches. With the help of the jade disc of creation, they all successfully entered the Middle Stage of Grand Unity Golden Immortal, and their Innate Laws became even more condensed. As for Tongtian, who had entered the sea calming divine pearls for gestation and emerged when half a kalpa had passed, he also made a Breakthrough in his comprehension of the Sword Dao Law. His Sword Intent soared to the sky, and he likewise advanced to the realm of Grand Unity Golden Immortal, becoming the fourteenth Hunyuan powerhouse of the Pangu Lineage.
Wang Lin looked at the thirteen people gathered around him, his heart filled with satisfaction. He raised his hand, putting away the jade disc of creation and the sea calming divine pearls: "Today, all of us brothers and sisters have achieved something. We should declare the emergence of the Pangu remnant lineage to the Great Dao, and then go to the altar to worship Father God."
Everyone nodded in agreement, and followed Wang Lin to the summit of Mount Buzhou. Wang Lin used the power of Chaos to set up a simple altar, placing Innate spiritual fruits, Jade Pond immortal wine, and other offerings. The Twelve Ancestral Witches and Tongtian stepped forward in turn, performing three bows and nine kowtows to the altar. After everyone rose, Wang Lin took a step forward, his voice like a grand bell, resounding through the clouds:
"Great Dao above! I am Wang Lin, a descendant of Pangu. Today, I, along with the Twelve Ancestral Witches—Dijiang, Zhu Jiuyin, Houtu, Xuanming, Jumang, Rushou, Tianwu, Shebishi, God of Water, God of Fire, Qiangliang, and Yazi—and Tongtian, of the Pangu Primordial Spirit lineage, hereby declare our emergence! We are willing to inherit Father God's will, protect the order of the Great Desolation, and hope the Great Dao will bear witness!"
Before his voice faded, the sky suddenly changed color. A vast and boundless golden eye slowly opened, which was the "eye of the great dao" manifested by the Great Dao. That eye swept over the fourteen people on the summit of Mount Buzhou, sensing their pure Pangu Bloodline and stable Hunyuan cultivation, and seemed to perceive their intention to protect the Great Desolation. Immediately, two forces descended from the sky—an invisible river of Luck surrounded the fourteen people, helping them stabilize their Dao Foundation; the other was solid golden light of Karma, like glazed glass, transforming into fourteen streams of light that entered Wang Lin, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and Tongtian respectively.
After the Karma dissipated, the eye of the great dao slowly closed, and the sky returned to normal. Wang Lin felt the surging power of Karma within his body and turned to look at everyone: "Let's go. Follow me to the foot of the mountain to worship Father God again."
The group steadily descended the bluestone steps of Mount Buzhou, and before long, they arrived at the bottom of the mountain. The Pangu Altar, personally built by Wang Lin, stood silently. Its surface was paved with Chaos bluestone, and in the center, a jade tablet engraved with an image of Pangu opening the heavens was enshrined. Although not luxurious, it exuded a solemn and majestic aura.
Wang Lin was the first to step forward, taking three sticks of sandalwood incense from the incense burner beside the altar. A wisp of Innate True Fire ignited on his fingertips, and the incense instantly sent up curling tendrils of green smoke. Holding the incense, he bowed three times to the jade tablet, his movements respectful and devout: "Father God above, your child Wang Lin, accompanied by the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Tongtian, comes to worship you today to inform you that all of Pangu's Bloodline have taken human form and have all Cultivated to the Hunyuan realm. From now on, they will surely inherit your will to open the heavens and protect the peace of the Great Desolation."
The Twelve Ancestral Witches and Tongtian followed closely, each taking and lighting incense, then stepping forward to worship in turn. Dijiang retracted the fleshy wings on his back, his expression solemn; Houtu clasped her hands together, her eyes filled with respect; although God of Fire and God of Water had fiery temperaments, they also restrained their aura at this moment, bowing and kowtowing; everyone expressed their reverence.
Wreaths of incense smoke intertwined and ascended from the altar, merging with the Spiritual Qi of Mount Buzhou, as if truly capable of transmitting everyone's intentions to the Nine Heavens above. Wang Lin looked at his respectfully worshipping brothers and sisters beside him, thinking—I will never allow Pangu Father God's remnant lineage to be schemed against by Heavenly Dao Hongjun. Pangu's will shall forever exist in the Great Desolation.