Primordial Era: Reborn as a Qi Immortal, Steadily Cultivating

Chapter 78 The Witch Clan and the Dragon Clan

Time flies, and thousands of years have passed quietly.

After his unexpected encounter with the great shaman of the Yan tribe, Yanli, Ma Yuan settled down temporarily in this wild and untamed shaman tribe.

Ma Yuan completely calmed down and regarded this place as a brand new place for discussing philosophy.

He began to study the cultivation methods of the Blood Fiend Clan.

Grateful for the honesty and magnanimity of the Yi tribe, Ma Yuan also gave back all that he had learned without reservation.

He combined what he had learned from discussing Dao with the Three Immortals on the Three Immortals Island with the simple and brutal fighting style of the Witch Clan, and made a brand new improvement.

He discovered that although the Wu tribe was not good at mysterious transformations, its members were connected by blood and shared the same mind, making them naturally suited to form large-scale battle formations that used brute force to overcome skill.

He discarded the complex variations and restrictions of the array formation method, focusing only on its momentum.

The method of gathering the power of heaven and earth and inducing bloodline resonance was integrated into the ancient battle formation used by the Yan tribe shamans for hunting.

The new battle formation no longer relies solely on the powerful physical bodies of the sorcerers to withstand the impact.

Instead, it possesses a greater sense of agility and mystery, combining offense and defense and leveraging each other's strengths.

This move unexpectedly boosted the overall combat strength of the Yan tribe's shamans by more than 30%.

Over the past few thousand years, the overall strength of the Yiwu tribe has increased by more than one level.

This change led the entire Yan tribe to regard Ma Yuan, this Taoist from another ethnic group, as their most honored guest and wise man.

On this day, the Yiwu tribe.

Inside the stone house, carved from a single block of volcanic crystal.

Ma Yuan and the great shaman sat opposite each other.

At this moment, several clear claw marks appeared on Yanli's body.

There was even a trace of the lingering Nanming Fire Daoist aura on it, indicating that it had just experienced a thrilling battle with the Phoenix Clan.

But her aura became increasingly refined and domineering, and her eyes, burning with flames, were filled with an exhilarating fighting spirit.

"The Phoenix Clan of the Undying Volcano is truly a tough bunch!"

Yi Li downed a large bowl of Fire Rhinoceros Wine in one gulp and said in a loud voice, "The Phoenix Clan member who is the leader and is in the late stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal has already mastered the Southern Bright Fire Divine Power."

"If it weren't for my powerful witch body, I would probably have suffered a great loss at his hands today."

Ma Yuan smiled calmly, filled her bowl with wine, and slowly said, "The Phoenix Clan was an ancient overlord. Although its fortune has declined, its foundation remains, so it should not be underestimated."

However, with your current witch body, I imagine those phoenix clan members are powerless against you.

"Of course!" Yan Li smiled proudly, then changed the subject, looking intently at Ma Yuan.

"However, in the end, these immortal supernatural powers are ultimately inferior. I observe that over the past few thousand years, your physical body and blood have become increasingly refined, almost catching up with the Wu Clan who have just entered the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm. It is truly incredible."

Upon hearing this, Ma Yuan calmly replied, "My path lies in cultivating both inner and outer aspects, achieving unity of form and spirit. The physical body is the foundation upon which the Great Dao is built, so naturally I dare not slacken in the slightest."

The two were discussing the various mysteries of the Great Dao of the Physical Body.

Ao Xuan, who had transformed into human form and was listening attentively, also benefited greatly from the two's discussion, sometimes showing joy and sometimes falling into deep thought.

Yan Li's gaze inadvertently fell on Ao Xuan.

A pure curiosity flickered in his eyes.

"Speaking of which, since our Wu clan was born on the primordial land, we have been constantly fighting with the demon clan. As for the dragon clan, which dominated the world in ancient times, we have only heard of them by name and have never seen their form," she said to Ma Yuan.
“I once heard a priest in my tribe mention that the Ancestral Dragon was one of the first innate deities to be born in the world. Its origins are so noble that there are even rumors that it was formed from the spine of the Father God Pangu, and that it can be said to have the same origin as my Wu tribe.”

She paused, then changed the subject.
"The Ancestral Dragon's physical body is immortal and indestructible. It is said that he is no less powerful than the Ancestral Witch of our Witch Clan."

"Judging from your mount, although its bloodline is mixed, it has been blessed by the dragon race and has a solid foundation, possessing some of the might of the ancient dragon race."

While my Wu clan dominates the land, we have very little interaction with the dragon clans of the four seas. The South Sea dragon clan is even weaker and more pathetic, not worth a second glance.

"I wonder if Fellow Daoist Ma Yuan would be so kind as to let your mount spar with one of the Golden Immortal sorcerers in my tribe?"
"This will allow us to witness firsthand whether the legendary dragon's true form is truly as divine and incomparably powerful as the rumors suggest!"

Upon hearing this, Ao Xuan's massive dragon body trembled slightly.

In his cold dragon eyes, there was an instinctive fear of facing the Wu Clan, the overlords of heaven and earth.

There was also a hint of fierce fighting spirit, a refusal to be outdone, stemming from being a descendant of the dragon race.

Upon hearing this, Ma Yuan instantly understood.

He knew that Yanli's actions were not malicious, but purely stemmed from the deeply ingrained warlike nature of the Wu tribe.

For Ao Xuan, this matter was not necessarily a bad thing.

He knew that although Ao Xuan had already entered the Golden Immortal realm, he ultimately lacked the tempering of fighting to the death with experts of the same level.

Now I can finally have a chance to spar with this Golden Immortal of the Witch Clan, who is known for his formidable physical strength.

It has immeasurable benefits in stabilizing one's foundation and stimulating the potential of one's bloodline.

Once this thought was made, Ma Yuan no longer hesitated.

He said calmly to Ao Xuan, "Since it is the Great Witch who invited you, go and test your knowledge with the Witch Clan. Remember, stop when you've reached a point, and don't ruin the harmony."

"Yes, Master!" Ao Xuan's spirits lifted upon hearing this.

"Great! That's awesome!"

When Yanli saw Ma Yuan respond, he was overjoyed.

She immediately stood up and shouted loudly towards the outside of the stone house, "Where is Yan Shi?!"

Upon hearing the summons from the Great Shaman, a burly shaman, over a hundred feet tall, with muscles as bulging as a rock and exuding an aura no less powerful than that of an early-stage Golden Immortal, stepped out of the stone house and responded in a deep, resonant voice:

"What are your orders, Great Shaman?!"

"Go and have a spar with Fellow Daoist Ma Yuan's mount."

Yi Li pointed at Ao Xuan and said succinctly, "Remember, do not harm him."

"Yes, Great Shaman!"

Upon hearing this, the sorcerer named Yishi's eyes, as large as copper bells, instantly blazed with terrifying fighting spirit.

With one step, he arrived at an open space thousands of miles away from the stone house.

He pounded his solid chest and let out a defiant roar.

Ao Xuan, not to be outdone, stepped out of the stone house.

Transforming into a five-thousand-foot-long black dragon, it instantly appeared above the rock, facing it from afar.

(End of this chapter)