I transmigrated into the Primordial World and became Wu Chen, the Thirteenth Ancestral Witch. I had no authority over the laws, only the desperate threat of my clan's extinction.
With the demon clan ruling the heavens and the Dao Ancestor watching over all, was the Wu clan doomed, with no path forward because they lacked souls and were blinded by baleful energy?
With the Daoist rhythm of chaos, I created cultivation techniques, repaired the earth's ley lines, seized spiritual treasures, and even guided Houtu to transform herself into reincarnation, swearing an oath to the Great Dao!
No true spirit? Then I would use the merit of the Great Dao to cleanse myself, break free of the Ancestral Witch True Body, and become a Witch God who commanded the laws!
When the Star Dou Great Array came crashing down, I, the Witch God, joined my fate to that of humanity and laid out the All-Heavens Myriad Forms Array.
This time, even if Buzhou Mountain collapsed, I would create an era of Witch Gods that belonged to us!
(This novel focuses on defying fate and changing one's destiny, with the rise of the earthly and human ways and an expansive scope. Enjoy!)
Just a bunch of nonsense. Isn't it just using the blood of 12 ancestral witch essences to replenish oneself and follow the path of chaos? Don't know how to repair ley lines? Why is Hou Tu called Hou Tu? What else is there to create? Created with just two sentences? No, you can't find Zhen Yuanzi? The ancients were those who created the way and gained merit. Totem? Word? Sacrifice? Sacrifice to the spirit. Incense? Ask Nuwa to help, use your blood and the blood of Houtu Nuwa to get another red lotus seed, and create the Nether clan, ghosts and immortals. Whatever. There are so many people.