The first death entered the vast wilderness

  "Damn it, isn't it just selling an antique? Do you have to drag me to this crappy place? If there's something good, hurry up and show me, I don't have time to waste with you!" Xu Ming said somewhat annoyed.

  The antique dealer smiled and said: "Don't be in a hurry, good things need to be handled with care, right?"

  Upon hearing this, Xu Ming's face turned cold and he said indifferently: "Alright, you don't need to play tricks in front of me. Hurry up and bring the goods for me to see. Otherwise, I'll really have to leave!"

  Xu Ming saw that he was getting impatient, and the little vendor didn't dare say anything else. He stretched out his hand from his backpack and took out a wheel-like object that looked like copper but wasn't copper, like iron but wasn't iron. The surface of the wheel was full of patterns that made no sense to people, and most importantly, the edges were extremely sharp, making one think it was a modern replica at first glance.

  Xu Ming glanced at it disdainfully and said, "You're trying to deceive me with this broken thing? You actually think this is a treasure? Do you really take me, Xu Ming, for a fool?"

  Xu Ming said and was about to leave, the small vendor panicked and hurriedly said: "Don't go! This is really good stuff, it's a treasure that has just been unearthed!"

  Xu Ming said disdainfully: "Go cheat a ghost, I won't play with you anymore!"

  The hawker still wanted to persuade Xu Ming, and in his haste, he tried to rush forward to grab Xu Ming, but unexpectedly, his foot slipped suddenly, and the wheel in his hand flew out of his grasp and slashed towards Xu Ming.

  Before Xu Ming could react, the wheel had already pierced his chest. With wide eyes, he said unwillingly: "You bastard, you're killing me for my money..."

  The hawker was caught off guard and hastily explained: "Really, it has nothing to do with me, it's all because of that banana peel!"

  It turned out that the little vendor had unintentionally stepped on a banana peel in his excitement, resulting in this tragic outcome. Just as he wanted to rush forward to save Xu Ming, the wheel suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and a flame rose up, burning Xu Ming into ashes. This made him unable to accept it for a while, and he stood there stupidly.

  After a long time, he suddenly shouted loudly: "Ghost!" and ran away without looking back!

  Xu Ming, who was unintentionally killed by someone, didn't know how long it took for him to regain consciousness. But as soon as he came to, he was shocked. He no longer had a physical body and instead existed as a blood-red bead-like entity.

  Time-travel, this term appeared in Xu Ming's mind, he never thought that the protagonist halo would fall on his own head. Before time-traveling, he yearned to travel through time and space to become a wealthy and carefree person, but when he actually traveled through time, he became afraid because he couldn't understand his current situation at all. In short, it was absolutely not as good as he had imagined before.

  Xu Ming began to explore his surroundings, and what surprised him was that there were actually eleven blood beads around him that existed in the same way as he did. Each of the blood beads possessed a powerful fluctuation, and most importantly, there were obvious streams of air flowing into them, and with the influx of air, their fluctuations became even stronger.

  Xu Ming was taken aback, and in his heart he secretly thought: "Absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, damn it, I've actually crossed over into a fantasy world. This is terrible, I need to cultivate quickly or else I'll be swallowed up by other Blood Pearls!"

  Xu Ming's thoughts merged, and a primal force began to absorb the air flow between heaven and earth. As the air flow surged into his body, Xu Ming realized that his idea was completely wrong - this was not the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but rather an endless stream of evil energy. The violent aura influenced his mind, and just as he was about to be overwhelmed by the invasion of the evil energy, a powerful force suddenly burst out from his body, suppressing the evil energy. Xu Ming looked carefully and was stunned again, thinking to himself: "Isn't this the wheel of fate that I wore before crossing over? How did it appear here? Could it be that my entire journey was caused by it?"

  Xu Ming's thoughts were not wrong, his crossing was due to this spiritual treasure, which is one of the rare congenital spiritual treasures in the world - the Time Wheel. With its powerful time force, he was able to enter this space thanks to this congenital spiritual treasure.

  Although Xu Ming had not refined this pre-heavenly spiritual treasure, a power of blood lineage let him know the origin of this treasure. The Time Wheel grasped the power of time and was a top-grade treasure in the world.

  Blood Refining, this is using one's own bloodline power to influence the Wheel of Time, allowing him to resonate with this congenital spiritual treasure.

  As the evil energy continued to absorb, Xu Ming began to discover that he was no longer a drop of blood. The gathering of evil energy caused him to undergo an earth-shattering transformation, and a body condensed from the evil energy gradually appeared. The drop of fresh blood he had been attached to evolved into a heart, pounding away as it transmitted energy to this newly born body.

  When he realized that he had a physical body, Xu Ming was stunned again, because this body was not human, but a human-faced snake body, all over the body was crimson red, this was the ancestral witch's body, to be precise, this was the witch's body of Time Ancestor Candle Jiuyin, together with the eleven drops of fresh blood condensed into a physical body next to him, he finally understood the space he had traversed, it was Honghuang, and he was Time Ancestor Candle Jiuyin.

  Xu Ming was stunned. What happened to the Twelve Ancestors of Witchcraft? He knew very well that they all perished in the Great War between Witches and Demons. Although the Twelve Ancestors of Witchcraft had incredibly strong bodies, infinite divine power, they didn't have a primordial spirit, couldn't cultivate or comprehend the heavens, and could be said to have no potential for development in the Primordial Chaos.

  At this time, Xu Ming cursed in his heart: "Great Dao, why did you bring me here and make me the ancestor witch? Isn't it clear that you want to kill me? Even if you brought me to the Desolate Expanse, don't make me the ancestor witch!"

  Complaints are useless, this is a fact, an unchangeable fact. He has to face reality whether he likes it or not. Instead of complaining here, it's better to work hard and cultivate himself. At least he has a higher starting point than other ancestral witches, with the innate spiritual treasure Time Wheel and understanding of the development of the vast wilderness. This is his advantage.

  Xu Ming calmed down and secretly sighed: "Forget it, since I've come to this point, I'll just accept my fate. From now on, I am Zu Wu Can Jiu Yin!"

  As his words were acknowledged, the Great Way recognized his existence, and his past disappeared, becoming the true Ancestor of the Nine Yin.

  The chaos is treacherous, and the candle's nine yin is clear. Now he needs to cultivate quickly. If he doesn't want to die in the war between witches and demons, he must have the power to change his fate against the sky. After all, in the chaos, it is a naked law of the jungle, where the strong are respected and the suitable survive.

  At this moment, Zhu Jiu Yin's inheritance also merged into his divine consciousness. As the inheritance merged into his divine consciousness, Zhu Jiu Yin suddenly transformed space-time. He saw Pangu opening up the sky and earth, he saw the disappearance of the three thousand demons under the Great Dao, he saw the formation of the Hongyuan, and he also saw the death of the great god Pangu. Similarly, he saw the birth of his twelve ancestor witches and the Three Purities.

  It would be more accurate to say that the Three Pure Ones are not the primordial spirit of Pangu, but rather the residual thoughts of Pangu's primordial spirit. Under the backlash of the Heavenly Way, Pangu's primordial spirit collapsed in an instant, and the Three Pure Ones were just the three largest residual thoughts, which merged with the Clear Air to form a new whole, while the other smaller residual thoughts all dissipated into nothingness.

  Speaking of the Three Pure Ones, from the inherited memory, Zhu Jiuyin saw the great power of heaven and earth, and also understood why the personalities of the Three Pure Ones were different. Because their fusion was different, the one who got the most opening air was Taishang Laojun, followed by Yuanshi Tianzun, and finally Tongtian Jiao.

  It's a pity for Tongtian Jiao to let Zhu Jiuyin feel some regret, because when Tongtian Jiao was fragmented from Pangu Yuanshen, he encountered Xiantian Sha Qi, so his personality was also affected.

  Pangu's divine body first collapsed, and then his physical body also collapsed. It is said that the twelve ancestral witches are the bloodline of Pangu, which is not false. However, there is one difference: the opening of the sky was a disaster, and only Tongtian Jiao Zhu was affected by the pre-heavenly evil energy. The twelve ancestral witches were different, they completely bore the pre-heavenly evil energy formed by the opening of the sky, and among them, the heaviest was Zhuan Jiuyin, because he was the first drop of heart blood that fell from Pangu's heart.

  Starting from Zhu Jiuyin, the other twelve ancestral witches have been constantly devouring the pre-heavenly evil energy. By the time the last ancestral witch, Houtu, was born, there was not much of this energy left. Therefore, among the twelve ancestral witches, Houtu's personality is the most gentle. As the first ancestral witch to appear, Pangu's legacy fell on Zhu Jiuyin's shoulders, allowing him to understand the secrets of the creation of heaven and earth, grasp the greatest secret in the world, and clarify his own identity.

  It turns out that the last of the twelve ancestral witches, Hou Tu Zu Wu, is the happiest. The pre-heavenly evil energy formed by the opening of the sky was all borne by her own brother. Among the Three Purities, Tong Tian Jiao Zhu is the smallest and most unlucky, but among the twelve ancestral witches, Hou Tu Zu Wu is the happiest!