Chapter 32: The True Form of Pangu

“Pangu Dao Body, the Great Path of Power?”
Di Cang’s face was filled with shock.
The image before him was so grand and magnificent, far beyond ordinary comprehension.
Just hearing its name evoked a sense of unparalleled majesty.
Yet—
It was merely a low-grade innate spiritual treasure?
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Di Cang pondered in silence, and suddenly he recalled:
In the Prehistoric World, even innate spiritual treasures were not fixed in power.
Take, for example, Zhao Gongming’s Sea-Stabilizing Pearls. The twenty-four pearls, if gathered as thirty-six, might undergo a miraculous transformation.
Innate spiritual treasures could also be enhanced through the power of merit!
Moreover, Xing Tian’s Heaven-Opening Divine Axe possessed astonishing potential for growth.
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Thus, even those spiritual treasures nurtured by Heaven and Earth could be empowered by forces of the same origin.
But what was the source of power for Di Cang’s Creation Heaven Map?
It was the blood of Pangu!
That is, the blood essence of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the One Hundred and Eight Great Witches, and the boundless Witch Tribe.
If this were truly the case—
Then the resources and forces of the same origin with the Creation Heaven Map were limitless!
Di Cang harbored no doubt: this Creation Heaven Map had the potential to evolve into a supreme-grade innate spiritual treasure.
Not only that—
He even believed it could become an innate supreme treasure akin to Xing Tian’s Heaven-Opening Divine Axe.
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Di Cang shared his thoughts with the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
Ancestral Witch Di Jiang said, “That’s simple!”
“Cang, you have obtained vast amounts of merit many times, which could have greatly increased your cultivation. Yet you never took any for yourself, instead merging it all into the treasures of the Witch Tribe, strengthening our foundation and power.”
Di Jiang spoke sincerely, “Your contributions to the Witch Tribe are evident to all.”
“With such merit, you rightly deserve the respect and support of all—every Ancestral Witch, Great Witch, and ordinary member of the Witch Tribe!”

“Since the Creation Heaven Map requires the blood essence of the Witch Tribe for nourishment, what more is there to say?”
Di Jiang cast his gaze across the assembly. “From this day forth, the Witch Tribe shall unite to assist you!”
“Indeed!”
The Twelve Ancestral Witches nodded in agreement, offering no objection.
Ancestral Witch Candle Nine Yin said, “The power of blood essence is the essence of life. For weaker divine beings, the blood essence they condense is merely the feeble blood of ordinary gods and demons, while the strong produce blood essence far more potent.”
“Therefore, whether Ancestral Witch or ordinary Witch warrior, losing a single drop of blood essence requires immense time to fully recover.”
“To avoid hindering anyone’s cultivation,”
Candle Nine Yin continued, “we can only contribute one drop of blood essence per era, merging it into the Creation Heaven Map. I do not know if this will help the treasure advance further.”
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The Twelve Ancestral Witches were always decisive in their actions.
Having made their decision, there was nothing left to discuss.
Each Ancestral Witch was the first to offer a drop of blood essence, refining it into the Creation Heaven Map before them.
The One Hundred and Eight Great Witches followed, each offering a drop as well.
Finally, two hundred and forty million members of the Witch Tribe!
By this time, all two hundred and forty million had cultivated to the True God realm.
Di Cang’s descendant Meng Yu, though not particularly remarkable at first, from twelve thousand years ago began to receive the power of the Primordial Spirit and was later aided by a wheel of merit, advancing at an astonishing pace, reaching the peak of True Immortal and True God realms, his physical and spiritual power nearly twice that of his peers.
Because of Xing Tian, Meng Yu, and others’ rapid progress, it was further proven that the Witch Tribe possessed incredible potential after obtaining the Primordial Spirit.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches were deeply gratified.
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After merging the blood essence of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the One Hundred and Eight Great Witches, and two hundred and forty million Witch Tribe members, the Creation Heaven Map slowly manifested the pure and turbid energies of the primordial chaos, endless Dao patterns evolving into radiant light, circling the map, appearing and vanishing as if the Great Dao itself revolved, life and death intertwined, eternal and unceasing!
No one knew how much time had passed.
All strange phenomena gradually faded.
The Creation Heaven Map reverted to its ancient, mysterious form—a low-grade innate spiritual treasure.
Di Cang, sensing with his Primordial Spirit, discovered that the Pangu True Body within the map had grown stronger, yet only slightly so—not enough to break through the barrier from low-grade to middle-grade innate spiritual treasure.
It had not transformed into a middle-grade treasure.
It was clear—
To unleash the map’s power at the quasi-saint peak, or even that of a Chaos Demon God, would be a long and arduous journey.
Moreover—
Even if the Creation Heaven Map evolved into a supreme-grade innate spiritual treasure, with Di Cang’s current strength, how could he possibly wield it?
He could not even fully activate the low-grade version!
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“Could it be that such a powerful, extraordinary treasure is destined to be possessed but useless?”

Di Cang could not help but feel a restless dissatisfaction.
Driven by this feeling, he once again stirred the power of Pangu’s blood within his body, hoping to deduce what other uses the treasure might have besides the Pangu True Body.
Bloodline power merged with divine physical strength and surged forth.
One moment.
Two moments.
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Di Cang consumed two divine-grade spiritual herbs, barely maintaining his effort for three moments.
Then—
He discovered,
Through the Creation Heaven Map, he could sense his own blood essence in the Prehistoric World—the blood essence infused into the Pangu statue. Then, through that blood, he sensed the faith power generated by all beings worshipping Pangu.
Through the connection between the Creation Heaven Map and the Pangu statue, Di Cang—by means most mysterious—was able to use the Creation Heaven Map to channel a portion of Pangu’s faith power, imbuing the Pangu True Body within the map with a trace of divinity.
It was as if the clay statue was about to step out of the ancient temple and walk among the living.
“So that’s it?”
Di Cang was struck by sudden enlightenment!
The blood essence of the Witch Tribe could help the Creation Heaven Map advance.
Faith power could bestow the Pangu True Body with the ability to act.
“This treasure is tailored for the Witch Tribe, for the ancestral faith!”
Awakening to this, Di Cang could not contain his excitement.
Nevertheless,
He did not forget:
The reason he needed to rely on the faith power of all beings worshipping Pangu to wield the treasure was, in the end, because he himself was too weak!
If Di Cang were at the Taiyi Divine Demon realm, possessed boundless power, he would not need such trouble.
With only the bloodline of the Twelve Ancestral Witches within him, he could harness the Creation Heaven Map and the Pangu True Body, unleashing unmatched might.
Thus—
For Di Cang at this moment—
Increasing his own power was paramount!