"Junior, are you from the human race?" the old woman suddenly asked.
Zhuo Wen nodded and said calmly: "The human race and the Wu race are both descendants of Pangu."
"Haha, you are right! The origins of the human race and the Wu race are both Pangu. What level have you reached in your Pangu Holy Body cultivation?" the old woman continued to ask.
"Four-star peak!" Zhuo Wen replied.
"It just so happens that as long as you fuse with me, you can break through to five stars!" The old woman nodded and said happily.
"Junior, after cultivating Pangu's holy body, you will shoulder Pangu's mission and inherit Pangu's will. Do you know the heavy burden on your shoulders?"
Suddenly, the old woman stared at Zhuo Wen, and her aura suddenly became powerful, oppressing Zhuo Wen, as if if Zhuo Wen said something wrong, she would take action without hesitation.
"Pangu is the origin of this starry sky. He created the world, dispersed chaos, and created the colorful starry sky today!" Zhuo Wen said calmly.
The old woman nodded and sighed softly: "Did you know that this world has begun to return to chaos? Back then, Pangu was unable to truly break through the sky and was forced to be suppressed and killed. After you have cultivated Pangu's holy body, you need to follow the same path.
You know the road, right?"
Zhuo Wen said calmly: "I know, I, Zhuo Wen, am a person who knows how to repay kindness, but I won't guarantee anything, because the future is unpredictable and ever-changing."
The old woman looked at Zhuo Wen deeply and said: "I believe you. Although I am not the kind of compassionate person, I once promised Empress Houtu that if I meet someone who practices Pangu Holy Body, I must help him.
"
As she spoke, white light emitted from the old woman's body, and then the white light began to shrink, and finally condensed into a small white dot, which rushed towards Zhuo Wen with a whooshing sound.
Zhuo Wen's eyes flickered and he did not resist. He could sense that the old woman had no ill intentions towards him.
Moreover, he could also tell that the little white dot rushing towards him was a Gu worm, and he knew that it was the true form of the Houtu Gu worm.
When the little white spot finally integrated into Zhuo Wen's body, Zhuo Wen fell into a drowsy sleep and found that he had had a long, long dream.
In the dream, he saw the other eleven ancestral shamans and the Sanqing.
His perspective was that of Empress Houtu, and he saw the twelve ancestral witches and the Three Pure Ones uniting together to summon an incomparably huge giant.
This giant is like a substance, standing tall against the sky and the earth, and its aura is so vast that it seems to be able to break through the entire starry sky.
This is the shadow of Pangu, and Zhuo Wen is no stranger to it.
Whether it was the Twelve Ancestral Witches or the Three Pure Ones, their faces were very cautious. They looked up at the starry sky, where there were patches of chaos.
The chaos has no shape and is vast and boundless. The aura it emits is extremely terrifying, as if it will swallow up the entire starry sky.
Pangu's shadow looked up to the sky and roared, holding two axes, soared into the sky, and started fighting with the approaching Chaos.
The aftermath of the fierce battle spread, and Zhuo Wen's mind was shocked, and he was suddenly awakened.
Zhuo Wen looked around and found that the surrounding environment was still in that dimension, but the old woman was no longer there.
Zhuo Wen calmed down. He knew that the dream just now should be the memory of Empress Houtu.
He finally knew why the Twelve Ancestral Witches suddenly disappeared, and why the Sanqing's strength was greatly reduced. He was unhappy that all these were separated from the chaos.
"Promoted to five stars!"
Zhuo Wen looked at his hands that were glowing with glass and the powerful power that was constantly emerging from his body. He knew that his Pangu Holy Body had been promoted again and reached the five-star realm.
But Zhuo Wen didn't feel too happy in his heart.
Especially after seeing the memory that Hou Tugu showed to him, Zhuo Wen felt even heavier in his heart.
He could not forget the terror of chaos that invaded from beyond the starry sky. Even the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Three Pure Ones could not drive away the monsters, and they would become his destined opponents in the future.
"We must become stronger, become stronger!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were firm. As long as his strength became stronger than Pangu, then even if the chaos was terrifying, Zhuo Wen would not be afraid at all.
"Hou Tu, thank you! Your long-cherished wish is also my mission. Even if you don't say it, I will eventually face the chaos! Whether it is fighting for the stars or my life, I, Zhuo Wen, will not back down."
Zhuo Wen stood up and left the dimensional space, and immediately the entire dimensional space collapsed.
When Zhuo Wen came back to the giant tree, he found a figure on top of the giant tree.
This person was a young man in a long gown. His long and narrow eyes stared at Zhuo Wen coldly, as if he was looking at prey.
"You found something good in this giant tree, right? Hand over that thing, use up your hands, and get out of here."
The man in the long gown looked at Zhuo Wen coldly, his tone was full of impoliteness, he reached out to Zhuo Wen and directly asked for what Zhuo Wen got.
When the Houtu Gu insect was integrated into Zhuo Wen's body, the giant tree had emitted a powerful energy. Although it only lasted for a moment, it was discovered by the man in the long gown. He guessed that there must be a heavy treasure in it.
The man in the long gown naturally discovered the tree hole that Zhuo Wen dug in the giant tree. He entered the tree hole and found the entrance to the dimensional space.
However, the entrance to the metaspace was closed that time and he couldn't enter, so he went back and turned back on the giant tree to see who the monk was who entered the metaspace that time.
Now that he found out that this monk was just a little Hunyuan Master, he was overjoyed, knowing that he could get the things from that Yuan Dimension at his fingertips.
As for the Hunyuan Master, he had no intention of really letting him go after he handed over the thing. His words now only made the Hunyuan Master monk relax his vigilance.
"What are you?"
Zhuo Wen frowned, feeling that this person was too arrogant, and his cultivation level was nothing more than the Eternal Lord. In his eyes, this kind of cultivation level was really not worth mentioning.
"Let me tell you who I am. I am Hao Tianyi, an inner disciple of the Shijue Yin Corpse Sect. You have a very tough temper, so don't blame me for being rude and taking your worthless life.
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The man in the long robe boiled with murderous intent in his eyes, and flew down, swooping towards Zhuo Wen. Even after a disagreement, he took action directly, wanting to kill Zhuo Wen directly.
"It's the Shijue Yin Corpse Sect again!"
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, he was not interested in the Shijue Yin Corpse Sect.
This can be seen from the fact that Yin Wuxie wanted to get fifty places in the Divine Medicine Valley from him for free.
"Repent now! Unfortunately, it's useless even if you regret it. Now you can go to hell to repent."
The man in the long gown smiled ferociously, approached Zhuo Wen, and punched out, hitting Zhuo Wen's chest vitally.
But he soon discovered that the moment his fist hit Zhuo Wen's chest, it was like hitting an iron plate as hard as stone. Zhuo Wen remained motionless, and his fist ached in pain.
"This...what on earth is going on?"
The man in the long robe was stunned. He showed a look of disbelief. The physical body of the Hunyuan monk in front of him was actually so terrifying.
Snap!
At the moment when the man in the long robe was in shock, Zhuo Wen suddenly slapped the man in the long robe directly on the face. Then the man in the long robe spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with broken teeth and flew backwards, which was extremely miserable.