"Whoosh…"
Zhou Ming exhaled a mouthful of turbid Qi, his gaze falling upon the twelve massive Blood Cocoons within the hall.
The consciousnesses of the Twelve Ancestral Witches had awakened one after another, and under his guidance and the assistance of the dao source divine pearl, they had instinctively begun to Cultivate the Nine Revolutions Qi Cleansing Art.
This was a good sign.
But Zhou Ming knew that relying solely on the essence of the Blood Pool within Pangu Hall and the spontaneous Cultivation of the Cultivation Technique to refine the Evil Qi was still too slow.
Although the Evil Qi within Pangu Hall was dense, it was ultimately limited.
As the Ancestral Witches' consciousnesses awakened, their instinctive craving for energy grew, and the speed at which they refined Evil Qi also became faster and faster.
"I can't just rely on the limited stock within Pangu Hall…" Zhou Ming stroked his chin, lost in thought.
"Outside, the Dragon Han Calamity has just ended, and the boundless Evil Qi and resentment generated by the three tribes' struggle for dominance have not yet completely dissipated. By my estimation, the Dao-Demon Tribulation conflict is probably about to begin."
"This Evil Qi is a potent poison to other beings, but for me and the Wu Race, it is a Spirit Pill."
A bold idea arose in his mind: to collect Evil Qi from the outside world!
He would use the dao source divine pearl to collect the Evil Qi, bring it back to Pangu Hall, and use it as "nourishment" for the Twelve Ancestral Witches to refine.
This would not only greatly accelerate their Cultivation speed, but perhaps even…
"By clearing the Primordial World of Evil Qi and dispelling the aftereffects of the Calamity, perhaps I can even gain some Karma?"
Karma, this thing, was hard currency in the Primordial World, with endless wondrous uses!
Although dangerous, it was worth a try!
Currently, the Primordial World had just experienced a great war, and many powerful individuals had fallen. As long as he kept his activities within the vicinity of Mount Buzhou and acted cautiously, there shouldn't be much of a problem.
After making his decision, Zhou Ming did not act immediately.
He first checked the status of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, ensuring that the Nine Revolutions Qi Cleansing Art was running stably and that the protective imprint left by the dao source divine pearl was as solid as ever.
Subsequently, he adjusted his own state to its Peak, activated the dao source divine pearl to protect his entire body, and then cautiously left the vicinity of Pangu Hall.
The moment he stepped out of Pangu Hall's protective barrier, a rich, almost tangible smell of blood and Evil Qi assailed him!
Even though the Dragon Han Calamity had concluded and the three tribes had sworn to withdraw from the stage, the Evil Qi and Karma generated by the demise of billions of beings still permeated the Primordial World.
He did not venture deep into the Primordial World, only moving within the area at the foot of Mount Buzhou, close to Pangu Hall.
Zhou Ming activated the dao source divine pearl and began to slowly absorb the free-floating Evil Qi nearby.
This Evil Qi was chaotic, violent, and filled with negative emotions such as slaughter, resentment, and unwillingness.
The dao source divine pearl vibrated gently, drawing in this chaotic Evil Qi and slowly grinding away the negative will within it with the power of Law, refining relatively pure energy.
This process was not fast, but it was effective.
Zhou Ming did not dare to be greedy; each time, he collected only a moderate amount of Evil Qi before immediately returning to Pangu Hall.
He carefully guided the energy refined by the dao source divine pearl towards the twelve Blood Cocoons, assisting them in Cultivating the Nine Revolutions Qi Cleansing Art.
With the supplement of external Evil Qi energy, the speed at which the Twelve Ancestral Witches refined Evil Qi significantly accelerated!
The life aura within the Blood Cocoons also became more vibrant as a result.
Zhou Ming could even feel that the nascent thoughts transmitted by Dijiang and the others contained more joy and dependence.
"It's working!" Zhou Ming was delighted and felt even more motivated.
Thus, Zhou Ming began a life of shuttling between Pangu Hall and the foot of Mount Buzhou.
He diligently Cultivated to improve his own Realm, while also regularly going out to collect Evil Qi to "feed" his twelve younger brothers and sisters.
As Zhou Ming absorbed and refined this Evil Qi, Karma descended from heaven and earth, merging into his Primordial Spirit and the dao source divine pearl.
"This is Karma?"
Although not much, accumulating small amounts would eventually lead to a lot, which was always a good thing.
The Primordial World did not keep track of years, and Cultivation had no concept of time.
Zhou Ming had lost count of how many times he had made such trips.
He only knew that the status of the Twelve Ancestral Witches was getting better and better, and the day of their transformation seemed not far off.
And his own accumulation in the Middle Stage of Grand Unity Golden Immortal was also growing deeper day by day.
On this day, Zhou Ming was Cultivating within Pangu Hall when suddenly, a tremor spread throughout the Primordial World.
The Qi in heaven and earth once again became oppressive and violent, even more suffocating than the previous Dragon Han Calamity!
"The Dao-Demon Tribulation conflict… has begun!" Zhou Ming's expression was solemn.
Hongjun versus Luohu! The ultimate battle that would determine the future Dao lineage of the Primordial World!
Although he had anticipated it, when this great battle that would shape the Primordial World truly arrived, Zhou Ming still felt immense pressure.
He had no intention of joining the excitement.
At his current Cultivation level, he could be shaken to death by the aftershocks even if he watched from afar.
"Stay low! Keep staying low!"
Zhou Ming took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm his mind and continue his seclusion.
As long as the fighting outside did not affect Pangu Hall, it was temporarily none of his concern.
Improving his strength was the true path!
On this day, Zhou Ming was guiding the dao source divine pearl to help the last few Ancestral Witches, whose consciousnesses had awakened later, in refining Evil Qi.
Suddenly!
Boom—!!!
An earth-shattering roar came from the distant Western Land!
The entire Primordial World trembled violently!
In the distant western sky, a thick, incomparably vast black Devilish Qi light pillar, piercing through heaven and earth, exploded like the final roar of a dying giant beast!
Immediately after, a world-destroying energy frantically swept across the entire Western Land!
Mountains crumbled, the earth collapsed, and countless beings instantly turned to dust!
The Western Spiritual Vein, under this terrifying self-detonation, was shattered by eighty to ninety percent!
"Luohu!!!" A cold and angry voice resounded throughout the Primordial World!
It was Hongjun!
"Hongjun! You want to achieve Dao? Even if I perish, I will never let you succeed! Hahaha!" Luohu's mad and venomous laughter echoed between heaven and earth.
To stop Hongjun, or rather, to cause trouble for Hongjun, the Demon Ancestor Luohu did not hesitate to destroy the Foundation of the Primordial World's Western Land through self-detonation!
Now, the Western Land was completely ruined! It would probably be difficult for it to recover its Origin Qi for countless eons.
This earth-shattering Dao-Demon Tribulation decisive battle ultimately ended with Luohu's defeat and self-detonation, and Hongjun's bitter victory.
The price paid was the exhaustion of the Western World's Spiritual Vein, and in the Primordial World, almost all top-tier Quasi-Saints, except for Hongjun and Yang Mei, perished in this Dao-Demon Tribulation Calamity!
Although Hongjun achieved victory, the Western Ancestral Vein was destroyed, and he himself suffered immense consumption.
After collecting the Four Immortal Slaying Swords and their formation diagram, and suppressing the rampant Devilish Qi in the Western Land, he returned to Yujing Mountain to enter secluded Cultivation, preparing to break through to the final Primordial Chaos Realm.
Having undergone the continuous baptism of the Dragon Han and Dao-Demon Tribulation Calamities, the high-end combat power of the entire Primordial World experienced an unprecedented vacuum period.
The calamitous Evil Qi permeating heaven and earth finally began to slowly dissipate with Luohu's death and Hongjun's suppression.
Although the Western Land became barren and desolate, the entire Primordial World unexpectedly ushered in a brief and precious period of calm.
Inside Pangu Hall, Zhou Ming felt the gradually calming aura outside, yet he felt no relaxation.
He knew this was just the calm before the storm.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun was about to achieve Dao, Purple Cloud Palace would open for lectures, and the Primordial World would usher in a new era.
And the Wu Race and the Yao Race, these two nascent overlords who inherited the Luck of the Primordial World, were also about to step onto the stage of history.
"To change the fate of the Wu Race, I must become stronger." Zhou Ming murmured to himself, his gaze once again turning to the twelve Blood Cocoons.