Primordial World.
Deep within Pangu Hall, beneath Mount Buzhou.
Inside the enormous Blood Pool, an incredibly dense mixture of blood Qi and Evil Qi violently intertwined and churned.
In the center of the Blood Pool, thirteen gigantic blood cocoons floated silently, exuding an ancient and primeval aura.
Within one of these blood cocoons, a blurry, humanoid figure was curled up, as if having slept for eons.
Suddenly, the blood cocoon trembled slightly, and the figure inside, with a faint tremor of his eyelids, slowly opened his eyes.
"Where...where is this?"
"I...wasn't I on my way home from work?"
"Hiss—! My head hurts so much..."
Shattered memories, like a bursting dam, carried countless bizarre images, surging into his mind.
Cities with towering skyscrapers, crowded throngs, endless 996 work schedules.
"And that light orb falling from the sky..." Countless images pieced together like a kaleidoscope, gradually becoming clearer and more solid.
He, Zhou Ming, an ordinary wage slave from modern society, had actually...Transmigrated!
Moreover, the place he had Transmigrated to was the Primordial World, the source of all myths and legends!
This was already unbelievable enough, but what made him feel even more absurd was his current identity...he seemed to have become one of the legendary...Ancestral Witches?!
No! According to the sudden, Innate information in his mind, it clearly told him—he was the first to awaken in Pangu Hall.
Theoretically, he was the thirteenth Ancestral Witch. But in terms of awakening order, he, Zhou Ming, was the true First Ancestral Witch!
This beginning was simply beyond absurd! For a moment, Zhou Ming didn't know whether to cry or to laugh.
He tried to recall the entire process of his transformation into an Ancestral Witch, and the more he recalled, the more dramatic it felt.
He was originally a wage slave on Earth, struggling for meager pay, with 996 being the norm, and death from overwork an almost visible endpoint.
On his way home from work, he was precisely hit by a strange light orb that fell from the sky.
He didn't even have time to feel pain; his consciousness instantly plunged into darkness, and he died on the spot.
When he regained consciousness, he was already in this place.
According to the residual information in his mind, that light orb was an unlucky System that had chosen him for a Transmigration journey.
Transmigrating to the Primordial World was indeed a common beginning in web novels, a path many protagonists took to reach the Peak of their lives.
But this System clearly had poor operational capability, failing to even calibrate the most basic time point.
It directly sent him to the Chaos era, before Great God Pangu wielded his axe to split heaven and earth!
What a terrifying and dangerous period that was! The Chaos was vast and boundless, with three thousand Demon Gods coexisting in the world.
And Great God Pangu was the most dazzling figure at that time.
Wielding the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe, treading on the Thirty-Six Petal Chaos Green Lotus, and with the Creation Jade Plate above his head, he cut down countless Demon Gods and opened up heaven and earth as if slicing melons and vegetables.
As soon as this unlucky System appeared, it caught the attention of Great God Pangu.
Perhaps the foreign aura displeased Pangu, or perhaps it was simply an itch for action, this Heaven-Opening Great God, without a second thought, directly grabbed the System and refined it on the spot.
During the refining process, Pangu discovered Zhou Ming's Soul wrapped within the System.
He read his memories and understood his origin. Perhaps he found this Soul from later generations interesting, or perhaps it was a predestined connection.
Great God Pangu casually struck the refined System core into Zhou Ming's true spirit.
Then, Great God Pangu continued his great work of splitting heaven and earth.
After the success of opening the heavens, Pangu transformed into all things.
At the last moment, Great God Pangu seemed to remember Zhou Ming and casually cast his Soul into Pangu Hall, which was formed from his own heart, and bestowed a precious drop of his heart's essence blood.
Thus, Zhou Ming, along with the future twelve famous Ancestral Witches who would shake the Primordial World, transformed into blood cocoons and began a long period of gestation in the Blood Pool of Pangu Hall.
In the ethereal realm, deep within Zhou Ming's Soul, there seemed to be a faint trace of Great God Pangu's will: "The fate of the Witch Clan in this world is arduous..."
"Perhaps, this variable from another world can bring a glimmer of...turnaround to the future fate of the Witch Clan?"
In addition to the System core, Great God Pangu also passed on a wisp of his understanding of the supreme Law he mastered—the Law of Force—to Zhou Ming.
Sorting all this out, Zhou Ming's heart was filled with mixed emotions, only a silent sigh.
What was this? A package sent by a System, not only personally signed for by Great God Pangu, but also given a five-star review, and even came with a bunch of luxurious freebies?
A low-level Transmigration accident, yet by a strange coincidence, it created his unique identity—an Ancestral Witch!
Formed by Pangu's essence blood, nurtured in Pangu Hall, bearing a mysterious System core, and inheriting the supreme Law of Force!
This background, this origin, looking across the entire vast and boundless Primordial World, placed him among that small group at the very top of the pyramid!
He was practically a super VIP born with a silver spoon!
However, after a brief moment of excitement, Zhou Ming's heart sank.
Ancestral Witch! He knew very well the heavy fate these two words represented.
During the Lich Cataclysm, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were almost completely annihilated, and the vast Witch Clan disintegrated, never recovering, exiting the stage of the Primordial World.
Would he also repeat the same mistakes?
No! Since he had come, he would never stand by and watch the tragedy repeat itself! He wanted to become stronger, he wanted to defy Heaven and change his fate, he wanted to...
Zhou Ming began to carefully examine his own state. Although his consciousness had awakened, he was still enveloped by a thick blood cocoon, and his Physical Body was still in gestation.
To truly transform and emerge, it would probably require a long period of time.
"Hiss—!"
Just then, a sharp pain, as if tearing his Soul apart, suddenly erupted from deep within his true spirit!
Zhou Ming was caught off guard, letting out a muffled groan, his newly awakened consciousness almost scattering. He immediately calmed his mind and began to introspect.
The next moment, his expression became incredibly grim.
He saw that deep within his Soul—which could now be called a nascent Primordial Spirit—was being violently impacted, torn, and eroded by a ferocious, chaotic, and destructive flow of terrifying Qi!
This Qi was overwhelmingly domineering, as if it wanted to completely obliterate his consciousness and turn him into a beast that only knew slaughter!
"Heaven-Opening Evil Qi!!"
He finally understood what this Qi was!
This was the terrifying existence formed by the boundless resentment generated after Pangu opened the heavens and slew the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, combined with the malevolent Qi of the newly formed world!
The Witch Clan, formed from Pangu's essence blood, naturally inherited Pangu's powerful Physical Body, but also inevitably bore this Heaven-Opening Evil Qi.
Under the erosion of the Evil Qi, the Witch Clan found it difficult to give birth to a Primordial Spirit. Even if one was lucky enough to be born, it would be affected by the Evil Qi, becoming irritable, bloodthirsty, impulsive, and only worshipping strength and slaughter!
"So that's it...no wonder the Twelve Ancestral Witches of later generations were all short-tempered battle maniacs, lacking in strategy..."
This Heaven-Opening Evil Qi was simply a sword hanging over the heads of all Ancestral Witches!
Especially for a Transmigrator like him, who possessed clear self-awareness and modern thinking, it was an even more fatal threat!
Although he now had a nascent Primordial Spirit, under the impact of this terrifying Evil Qi, he was like a lone boat in raging waves, in danger of capsizing at any moment!
Once his Primordial Spirit was completely eroded and assimilated, even if he retained the Transmigrator's memories, he would probably only become a "barbarian" who acted purely on instinct!
At that point, what hope would there be of changing the fate of the Witch Clan? He wouldn't even be able to maintain himself!
"No! Absolutely not! I cannot become a brute who only knows how to fight!"
He didn't want to become a brute who possessed power but lost his reason!
His modern way of thinking and his foresight into the major trends of the Primordial World were his greatest trump cards and reliance!
If he lost even the ability to think, what meaning would there be in his Transmigration?
"I must find a way to refine this damned Evil Qi!"
He forcibly suppressed the waves of sharp pain coming from his Primordial Spirit and concentrated all his mental energy.
Although he was inside the blood cocoon, he could clearly feel that the System core, integrated deep within his true spirit, was emitting a warm and profound fluctuation.
This fluctuation resonated with Pangu's inherited understanding of the Law of Force, forming a faint but resilient barrier.
It barely protected his Primordial Spirit from being instantly overwhelmed by the Evil Qi.
"System core...refined by Pangu Father God, essentially an Innate supreme treasure...affinity with the Dao, can help me comprehend Laws..."
Zhou Ming quickly recalled the information left by Pangu.
This System core was not a conventional cheat, but rather a companion Dao-comprehending supreme treasure, capable of suppressing Luck and protecting the Primordial Spirit!
"And...the Law of Force!"
Zhou Ming's mind stirred, and he tried to connect with and sense the Law imprint, representing supreme power, that was engraved deep within his Primordial Spirit.
Although in his current state, he couldn't even touch the surface, the mere existence of this wisp of comprehension seemed to create a natural restraint against the raging Evil Qi.
"I can only go all out! This is my only hope!"
Zhou Ming gritted his teeth. Using the System core as a shield and the comprehension of the Law of Force as a spear, he began to attempt to refine the Heaven-Opening Evil Qi that was constantly eroding his Primordial Spirit!
The Evil Qi was incomparably violent; each impact caused his Primordial Spirit to violently shake, and the pain penetrated deep into his bones, as if it would completely shatter at any moment.
But Zhou Ming did not flinch in the slightest. This was the first step he had to take to change his own destiny, and even the future destiny of the entire Witch Clan!
"Refine...for me!" Accompanied by a silent roar, Zhou Ming immersed himself in the struggle against the Heaven-Opening Evil Qi.