Dark red magma surged across the ground like mighty rivers, vast and magnificent.
Boom!
Suddenly, a ray of pure light descended with immense force, gathering the molten lava from the sky like an inverted Milky Way, sweeping across the battlefield.
“Useless! I’ve condensed the true form of a Grand Sorcerer—mere mortal flames pose no threat to me!”
A muscular man, his body coiled like great serpents, radiating masculine vigor, charged forth, roaring at the Taoist: “Die for me!”
He suddenly lifted a small black mountain and slammed it down!
With strength to uproot mountains and dominate the world!
Yet before the mountain could strike, a five-colored lightning bolt cleaved through it, cleanly splitting it in two.
“Today, whether heaven or earth, I will kill you!”
Behind Wu Ming, a magical realm manifested, five-colored lightning flashing around him, his expression resolute.
Even though the Primordial Will’s reincarnation technique ensured death within three hours, his myriad techniques might still offer some way to prolong life. Wu Ming could never allow such a tiger to escape.
Yet, slightly unexpected, the Primordial Will’s techniques and power were endless.
“You thief! I am the will of the Primordial Temple; everything was rightfully mine…”
The Primordial Will’s face twisted with rage: “What I have touched is a world beyond your imagination… Gonggong!”
With a hiss, he transformed into an ancestral shaman with a snake’s head and human body, riding a black dragon and entwined with green snakes. With a wave of his hand, vast mists appeared, all composed of the essence of the Three Thousand Weak Waters—no ordinary substance.
“Ancestral witch transformation?”
Wu Ming’s expression remained calm as his magical realm expanded, unmoved by the raging floods: “Move mountains to fill the sea!”
Boom!
Pure light erupted, lifting layers of rock into the air, forming mountains that crashed into the floodwaters, creating towering waves.
At this point, their supernatural abilities were already legendary, worthy of being sung by mortals as ancient myths.
“Zhurong!”
The Primordial Will transformed once more, manifesting as a blazing ancestral shaman: “True flames of the Three Realms, obey my command—arise!”
(Note: “巫” is translated as “shaman” in this context to convey its mystical/spiritual connotation. The phrase “go forth” is rendered as “arise” for more dynamic and commanding tone in English. The Three Realms remain capitalized as a proper noun referring to the cosmological concept.)
The floodwaters receded as massive flames gathered, including Samadhi Fire, Thunder Fire, Yin Fire, Ghost Fire, and Yang Fire… as if he were the true sovereign of fire in heaven and earth!
“Fire and water show no mercy; drive the water to extinguish the fire!”
Wu Ming moved, conjuring a sky of black water, crashing down.
The abilities of the Primordial Will truly astonished him. With his divine vision, Wu Ming could see that this was no mere illusion—the Primordial Will had genuinely transformed into the ancestral shaman!
Even if only possessing a thousandth or ten-thousandth of the original’s power, its flesh and abilities were real.
“Pity I’ve only mastered a few of the Twelve Transformations of the Ancestral Witch; otherwise, reaching the Immortal Sage realm would be effortless!”
The Primordial Will roared: “But even now, killing you is more than enough!”
“Qiangliang!”
With a roar, he transformed once more, morphing into a tiger-headed, human-bodied shaman with four limbs—two legs and two arms—brandishing twin yellow serpents. Commanding lightning, he absorbed all of Wu Ming’s Creation Thunder.
(Note: “巫” is translated as “shaman” here, as it aligns with the mystical context. For “Creation Lightning,” “Creation Thunder” may better convey the elemental power in English fantasy tropes. The description emphasizes the hybrid form’s terrifying duality while maintaining fluid readability.)
“Tianwu!”
Another ancestral witch appeared, its body yellow-green, with the form of a tiger, eight heads, faces, legs, and tails, exhaling clouds and mist that shrouded the heavens and the earth.
In an instant, the Primordial Will exhausted several transformations, forcing Wu Ming into a disadvantage.
“Hahaha…”
“If you hadn’t previously had the advantage of permissions, how could you now rival me?”
Laughing wildly, the Primordial Will transformed into a half-human, half-beast monster, with green snakes coiled around its ears, spitting poison. This was Shebishi, whose beast claws aimed at Wu Ming’s chest, injecting deadly venom.
At this moment, his ferocity was truly terrifying!
Though not yet at Level 6, he was infinitely close, no longer a mere ant beneath great cultivators!
“Primordial Will, do you think that’s all I have?”
Bleeding and battling fiercely, Wu Ming also laughed loudly: “It is precisely your pressure that allows me to break through!”
Water and fire attacked together, along with divine power and poison, immense pressure bearing down on Wu Ming, yet his expression grew more determined.
“More… more pressure…”
His eyes gleamed strangely as he wielded true fire in one hand and heavenly lightning in the other, driving Shebishi rolling backward.
“Ha! Zhujuyin Transformation!”
The Primordial Will roared, daringly unleashing his strongest, though not fully mastered, transformation. He became a red, human-faced, snake-bodied great serpent with a single glaring eye!
This was Zhujuyin, the mightiest of the ancestral witches!
The Classic of Mountains and Seas records: “Beyond the northwest sea, north of the Red River, there is Zhangwei Mountain. On it dwells a deity, human-faced, snake-bodied, and red, with a straight, piercing eye. When it closes its eye, darkness falls; when it opens, daylight returns. It neither eats nor sleeps nor breathes, yet commands wind and rain. It is Zhujuyin, the Torch Dragon!”
One eye opens, and it is day! One eye closes, and it is night! This was Zhuyin, the most formidable of the ancestral witches!
“Hisss!”
The human face belonged to the Primordial Will, glaring with its single eye, even affecting the flow of time.
Wu Ming suddenly felt the opponent’s movements quicken!
No! Not that the opponent had become faster, but his own surrounding time had slowed!
This was merely the Zhujuyin transformed by the Primordial Will, capable of manipulating time only a few times over. If the true body descended, it could accelerate time millions of times, aging Wu Ming to death!
Boom!
Zhujuyin roared, its massive head crashing into Wu Ming’s chest.
Crack!
The magical realm could not resist, and the sound of bones breaking rang out, yet Wu Ming’s face bore a smile: “Now! Plant golden lotuses in fire, emerge!”
Whoosh!
Behind him, a vast world opened, radiating infinite transcendence and eternal light—the Primordial Temple space!
At this critical moment, Wu Ming boldly used his Controller authority to open the Primordial Space.
Illusions appeared; within the infinite Primordial Space, the Primordial Temple sat amidst the clouds, grand and unfathomable.
“An Earth Immortal gains a blessed land seed, which can plant a blessed land… but the quality of the blessed land is closely related to the world’s primal power and earth energy!”
Wu Ming laughed: “And in terms of worlds, how can the Great Zhou compare to the Primordial Temple?”
In his consciousness, the Yin talismans of the Yellow Court Scripture transformed into Yang, using illusion to cultivate truth, condensing into a seed composed of countless tiny talismans!
The Yellow Court Blessed Land Seed!
Bang!
Using Zhujuyin’s impact to rapidly retreat, the Yellow Court True Seed transformed into a streak of light, merging abruptly with the Primordial Space behind him!
Buzzing!
The streak of light spread, a domain force expanding, transforming within the Primordial Space into a small blessed land, continuously expanding, as if to engulf the entire Primordial Space.
“I alone could never plant a blessed land within the Primordial Space, but thank you!”
Wu Ming laughed: “You, this naturally formed consciousness, are the greatest ‘variable’ of the Primordial Temple! Others, even Immortal Sages, could never suppress or overshadow me, but you, this ‘variable,’ can! Flames! Come forth!”
Planting golden lotuses in fire! To plant a blessed land, one must endure a trial of fire!
Flames automatically enveloped Wu Ming, not just on the surface, but within his very consciousness—outer and inner fire combined!
“Blessed land power, upon me!”
Rich blessed land power overflowed from the Yellow Court Blessed Land, pouring into Wu Ming’s body, causing pure light to shine brightly, instantly passing through the fire trial effortlessly!
“This is… the earth energy is too mighty!”
Feeling the rich earth power transforming into thick pure light, continuously supporting him through the Earth Immortal and blessed land connection, each of Wu Ming’s thoughts felt blissful, nearly groaning in ecstasy.
Too mighty!
How could the essence of the Primordial Temple compare to a mere Great Zhou world?
Therefore, the moment the blessed land was planted, the feedback was overwhelming.
“At present, in terms of accumulated blessed land resources, I could compete with most seasoned Earth Immortals! No! Even some cave heavens might not match my foundation—it’s just that I haven’t yet undergone the qualitative transformation to ascend…”
Using this foundation to quell calamities was simply too easy.
Sitting in the Yellow Court, immune to ten thousand calamities!
“What have you done to my Primordial Temple?”
Across the battlefield, the Primordial Will, now transformed into Zhujuyin, glared furiously, its single eye brimming with hatred so intense it nearly became tangible.
“What do you mean ‘your Primordial Temple’?”
Wu Ming sneered: “Even now, you still don’t understand the gap between us? The Primordial Temple’s master, past or future, can only be me alone!”
“Die for me!”
Zhujuyin roared, its massive tail whipping toward him.
Bang!!
A burst of pure light appeared; the Earth Immortal’s magical realm was as solid as ten-thousand-ton reefs!
No! It was no longer merely a magical realm, but a true domain force!
Within this domain, everything was under his command!
Especially since Wu Ming’s domain force was directly refined from the Primordial Temple, its power was even more vast. The Yellow Court Blessed Land expanded a thousand miles in an instant, even faintly touching the threshold of a cave heaven.
The massive tail strike exploded, turning into a spray of blood.
Previously, Wu Ming and the Primordial Will were both at Level 5, differing only slightly. Now, with the addition of the blessed land factor, the gap was immeasurable.
In short, Wu Ming now represented a part of the Primordial Temple!
At least, his own Primordial Space had become entirely a part of the blessed land!
Thus, he stood in an unbeatable position!
“I don’t believe it! I don’t believe it!”
The immense frustration drove the Primordial Will mad. He transformed into Gonggong and Zhurong, attacking with water and fire together, two opposing forces colliding, creating terrifying destructive power.
“Stabilize!”
But Wu Ming merely waved his hand, domain force spreading, instantly freezing and dissipating the power.
“In my realm, the laws are mine to dictate… Unless you are another Earth Immortal or wield the power of a grotto-heaven, otherwise… at this moment, what good are all your brute strength and skills?”
“Scatter!”
Wu Ming spoke the heavenly decree, a single word sealing earth, fire, wind, and water.
The Primordial Will screamed, crashing to the ground, his transformations dissolving, reverting to his original form as the Heart-Eating Child.
“The past is over; from now on, it is a new beginning!”
Wu Ming’s eyes chilled, and the pure light struck down…
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