Honghuang: Reincarnation Is Not at the Foot of the Mountain, I Am a Grass

It was transformed into a bud at the foot of the prehistoric Buzhou Mountain, and Pangu's flesh and blood transformed into all things. I scolded the red clouds above my head for blocking the light, so I continued to practice in the sun. The twelve ancestral witches of the Three Pure Ones are hatching, and there are big bosses everywhere in this ancient world. I have to grow into a spirit first, and then find a way to transform.