The Development of the Wizard Tribe
" Pangu is a Chaos Demon God, who was born from the Laws of the Great Path and the Origin of Chaos. I am the essence of the Chaos Demon God's flesh and blood. I share the same origin as Pangu. How could his heart reject me?”The general explained.
"What?" The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were shocked.
They had inherited the bloodline of Pangu, so they knew how powerful the Rakshasa was. Putting aside their powerful bodies, the so-called Sages and the Way of Heaven were only the weakest among the Rakshasa in terms of cultivation.
These Chaos Demon Gods were existences who controlled the Great Dao laws alone. Even Hongjun could only die in hatred in front of them.
The general said that he was formed from the flesh and blood essence of the Chaos Demon God. One could imagine how terrifying his body and realm were.
Zhurong couldn't help but shiver. To think that it had thought that the general was provoking it. It turned out that its attacks were really like tickles in the general's eyes.
"Senior, are you a Saint?”One of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery was covered in a long robe. He was the Candle Dragon, the brains of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
"No," the general said,"I used my strength to prove the Dao thousands of years ago and became a Primordial Chaos Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.”
Although the general's method of proving the Dao with strength and Pangu's method of proving the Dao with strength sounded the same, there was a huge difference.
Generals use their strength to break the way of heaven and achieve the essence of heaven. Pangu, on the other hand, wanted to break through the Great Dao with his strength and achieve his own Dao.
The Heavenly Dao and the Great Dao, who was stronger and who was weaker, people with sharp eyes could tell at a glance.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery looked at the general respectfully. How strong must he be to prove the Way with his own strength?
The Ancestor of Sorcery inherited Pangu's physical body and his divine power was as warlike as Pangu's.
No matter which world it was, the strong were always respected. Worship of the strong had existed since ancient times and could not be erased no matter what.
Although the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were arrogant and dared to disrespect the Heavenly Dao and the Saints, they only respected Pangu. However, even though the Ancestor of Sorcery was arrogant, he still felt a sense of admiration for the truly powerful.
"Alright, this matter is over. I should leave.”The general glanced at the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery and took in their expressions.
"The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery will never forget Senior's great kindness.”The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery cupped their fists and said.
The general smiled and said to Xing Tian,""You have the bloodline of the Sorcerer Tribe, so you should train well in the Sorcerer Tribe. You must not tarnish my reputation as a general.”
"Yes, Father." Xing Tian said with a serious expression.
"I'm leaving." After the general finished speaking, a five-colored auspicious cloud rose from under his feet and carried the general east.
After the generals told the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery that the heart of Pangu could give birth to the Sorcerer Tribe, they all poured their blood essence into the heart of Pangu to give birth to the Sorcerer Tribe.
There were female witches and countless male witches in the Sorcerer Tribe. There were fewer female witches and more male witches.
The ratio of Yin and Yang was severely out of balance.
Fortunately, the reproduction of shamans did not rely on the combination of men and women to give birth to offspring. Instead, they injected their blood essence into Pangu's heart, and every time, a baby would be born in Pangu's heart.
This was evolved from the blood essence of the witch. It was born with the cultivation of the Heaven Immortal realm. When it reached adulthood, it would have the cultivation of the Mystic Immortal realm.
Those who were born by pouring the blood essence of Senior Magi into Pan Gu's heart appeared in the form of adults, while those who were born by pouring the blood essence of Senior Magi into Pan Gu's heart appeared in the form of babies.
However, even infants took a very short time to reach adulthood. They often needed about a hundred years to reach adulthood and possess the cultivation of the Mystic Immortal realm.
Although Senior Magi were at the peak of Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, their combat strength was comparable to early-stage Perfected Golden Immortal cultivators.
Xing Tian, for example, was born from the blood essence of a general and Pangu's heart. He was born with the cultivation base of a peak Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.
Xing Tian's combat strength was even more terrifying. He could totally challenge a Sage-to-be expert who had already lost one of his corpses. Moreover, Xing Tian's weapon was completely transformed from the handle of the Heaven-Opening Axe. Not only would Xing Tian not weaken the power of the ax, but he could also unleash its full power.
As for the Wu Dwellers formed by the blood essence of Senior Magi, they had the combat strength of a Golden Immortal. Because they inherited Pangu's body, their bodies were so strong that they could completely suppress ordinary Primordial Immortals.
As long as he diligently cultivated his battle skills and sorcery arts, he could completely suppress Golden Immortals of the same level.
Relying on this method, coupled with the offspring of the male and female shamans, the number of shamans increased to the greatest extent in a very short period of time.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were overjoyed when they saw this. They were amazed by the general's divine power and wisdom. He could actually think of such a method.
A thousand years had passed. At this moment, hundreds of thousands of shamans had already gathered in this mountain range.
Moreover, the Sorcerer Tribe was born to be warlike. They would often compete with their own kind to refine their bodies and combat skills. Almost every Sorcerer was cultivating crazily every day because they did not want to lose when they competed with their own kind.
Under the effect of this method, the combat ability of the Wu Tribe was almost improved in a straight line. Their warlike nature was far more than any other warlike tribe in the Untainted Land.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were secretly delighted by this phenomenon.
On Penglai Island in the East Sea, the general was sitting on the twelfth-grade Green Lotus of Fate. He looked at the gourd vine in the Three Light Holy Water Pool and sighed." I thought I could give birth to seven Calabash Brothers. I didn't expect that I was overthinking it. Only Zhunti and Zhenyuanzi could transform from the top ten innate spiritual roots. Both of them were blessed with great luck and fortune. However, the Calabash Rattan couldn't be compared with Zhunti and Zhenyuanzi.”
"Forget it, let's leave this annoying matter alone. Now that I've already vindicated my Dao and become a Primordial Chaos Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, it's time for the Chaos Green Lotus to appear.”The general waved his right hand.
In a moment, the twelfth-grade Red Lotus of Fire, the twelfth-grade Black Water Lotus, and the twelfth-grade Golden Lotus of Virtue appeared beside the general. Together with the twelfth-grade Green Lotus of Creation under the general, the four Connate Lotus Thrones had been gathered by the general.
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