The Magnate of the Primordial Witch Tribe
13 The Lich and Demon Clans, A New Book Comparing Their Strength

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"This... This is…?"

Feeling the violent energy in the surroundings, Pan Yi's eyes widened instantly. His heart was filled with joy.

"Father, you helped me again.”

After a long time, Pan Yi regained his senses and muttered to himself.

That's right, the energy in Pangu's heart was the energy that had reached the peak of the Heavenly Dao. All of Feng's magic power belonged to Pangu, so Pangu naturally had the right to control it.

Therefore, when Pan Gu was about to die, he left a backup plan. This backup plan was that if Pan Yi woke up and started to refine the Primal Chaos Immortal Qi, the power would naturally flow into his body and help him refine the Primal Chaos Immortal Qi.

In this way, Pan Yi didn't have to use his own mana to refine the Primordial Purple Qi while absorbing the spiritual energy from the outside world to supplement himself. In this way, the time needed for Pan Yi to refine the Primordial Purple Qi would be greatly reduced.

What was more, while the mana was surging in, Pan Yi could still accumulate and polish his foundation, making it even more solid.

It had to be said that Pangu had considered all aspects, and he really loved Pan Yi.

With gratitude towards Pangu and endless longing for the future, Pan Yi closed his eyes again and immersed himself in refining the Primal Purple Qi.

The flowers bloomed at both ends, each showing a branch.

On the other hand, after the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery left the Hall of Pangu and returned to their respective tribes, all living beings in Untainted Land were surprised to find that the Ancestors of Sorcery, who were known for their hot temper, had become very kind for a long time and never stopped smiling.

All living beings in Untainted Land clicked their tongues in wonder. They were curious about what they had encountered in the Hall of Pangu not long ago that could make the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery change so much in such a long time.

Unfortunately, the Hall of Pangu was a place that all living beings in Untainted Land and even the Way of Heaven could not explore. Therefore, their curiosity could only die in the womb.

Fortunately, although the Sorcerer Tribe was overbearing, they believed that they would not attack unless they were attacked. Therefore, although many living beings were curious about the changes that had happened to the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, they were not too worried.

Except for the demons.

In the north of the Untainted Land, in the base camp of the Demon Tribe (Hongjun had not preached yet, and the Thirty-Three Heavens Beyond had not appeared yet. The base camp of the Demon Tribe was still in the Untainted Land, not in the Heavenly Court), a group of mighty figures of the Demon Tribe, led by Emperor Jun and Taiyi, gathered together. The Demon Master Kunpeng, Goddess Nvywa, Fuxi, the Ten Demon Commanders, and Lu Wu, the Mountain God of Kunlun, were all present.

Looking at Emperor Jun, who was full of talents, his face was not full of pride. Instead, it was gloomy. The atmosphere in the hall was also very solemn.

The atmosphere in the Demon Clan's main hall was due to the changes in the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.

After all, the Voodoo Race was the Demon Race's greatest opponent. Moreover, the Demon Race was at an absolute disadvantage now. Therefore, the Demon Race was watching the Voodoo Race's every move.

Usually, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery would know a thing or two about the Demon Tribe even if something big happened. However, this time, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery seemed to have changed completely. Not only did their personalities change drastically, but they also became tight-lipped. Even the top Senior Sorcerers of their respective tribes didn't know why.

How could the Demon Almighties not be worried when they saw the Sorcerer Tribe becoming strange?

This was not an unfounded worry. The key was the difference in strength between the two sides.

First of all, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery of the Sorcerer Tribe were all at the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm. On the other hand, the strength of the demons themselves had reached the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm. There were only five people on the peak, including Emperor Jun and his brother Taiyi, Nuwa and her brother Fuxi, as well as a powerful threat. They were not the Demon Master Kunpeng that they could trust.

Although the Supreme One held the Primordial Supreme Treasure, the Bell of Chaos, and was known to be invincible among those in the same realm, the Supreme One might be able to deal with one, two, or even four Ancestors of Sorcery. However, there were twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.

Other than the top combat strength, the core strength of the Demon Tribe was far inferior to the Sorcerer Tribe.

The first to bear the brunt was the ten Demon Commanders, Kunlun Lu Wu.

However, neither of the ten Demon Commanders nor Lu Wu could defeat any Senior Magus of the Sorcerer Tribe.

Xing Tian, Chi You, Hou Yi, Kuafu, Feng Bo, Yu Shi, Jiu Feng, Xiang Liu…Wait a minute, none of them were good people. The Shamans specialized in cultivating their physical bodies, and their powerful physical bodies were right there. Just looking at them made one's scalp go numb.

As for basic strength, there was nothing much to say about it. A Wizard Tribe warrior of the same realm could fight ten of them at once.

Due to the obvious difference in strength between the two sides, the Demon Tribe had never defeated the Wu Tribe in a head-on battle. Except for the Three Pure Ones of Kunlun who had a deep relationship with the Wu Tribe, all the mighty people of Untainted Land had more or less supported the Demon Tribe in order to prevent the Wu Tribe from dominating the world. The most representative ones were Zhunti and Jieyin from the West, Minghe from the Blood Sea, Zhenyuanzi from Longevity Mountain, and so on.

These mighty figures did not dare to go against the Sorcerer Tribe on the surface, but they had secretly helped the Demon Tribe in their own territory. The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were well aware of this, but they also knew what these Almighties were thinking. In addition, these Almighties had never harmed the lives of the Wu Tribe's children, so the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery turned a blind eye. After all, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery didn't have to force these Untainted Land Almighties to the Wu Tribe completely, otherwise, the Wu Tribe wouldn't be able to handle it even with their strength.

With the secret support of these mighty figures, coupled with the number of demons and the long-range Sorcerer Tribe, the current situation was maintained.

All in all, how could the atmosphere in the Demon Clan's hall not be solemn when faced with the strange changes of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery?

"Report..."

Just as the group of demon mighty figures were silent, an anxious voice sounded. A hurried sound came from afar, breaking the silence in the demon hall.

However, the group of demon mighty figures did not feel any relief from the voice. Instead, their expressions became even more solemn.

Because they could hear the fear in this voice.

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Feeling the violent energy in the surroundings, Pan Yi's eyes widened instantly. His heart was filled with joy.

"Father, you helped me again.”

After a long time, Pan Yi regained his senses and muttered to himself.

That's right, the energy in Pangu's heart was the energy that had reached the peak of the Heavenly Dao. All of Feng's magic power belonged to Pangu, so Pangu naturally had the right to control it.

Therefore, when Pan Gu was about to die, he left a backup plan. This backup plan was that if Pan Yi woke up and started to refine the Primal Chaos Immortal Qi, the power would naturally flow into his body and help him refine the Primal Chaos Immortal Qi.

In this way, Pan Yi didn't have to use his own mana to refine the Primordial Purple Qi while absorbing the spiritual energy from the outside world to supplement himself. In this way, the time needed for Pan Yi to refine the Primordial Purple Qi would be greatly reduced.

What was more, while the mana was surging in, Pan Yi could still accumulate and polish his foundation, making it even more solid.

It had to be said that Pangu had considered all aspects, and he really loved Pan Yi.

With gratitude towards Pangu and endless longing for the future, Pan Yi closed his eyes again and immersed himself in refining the Primal Purple Qi.

The flowers bloomed at both ends, each showing a branch.

On the other hand, after the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery left the Hall of Pangu and returned to their respective tribes, all living beings in Untainted Land were surprised to find that the Ancestors of Sorcery, who were known for their hot temper, had become very kind for a long time and never stopped smiling.

All living beings in Untainted Land clicked their tongues in wonder. They were curious about what they had encountered in the Hall of Pangu not long ago that could make the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery change so much in such a long time.

Unfortunately, the Hall of Pangu was a place that all living beings in Untainted Land and even the Way of Heaven could not explore. Therefore, their curiosity could only die in the womb.

Fortunately, although the Sorcerer Tribe was overbearing, they believed that they would not attack unless they were attacked. Therefore, although many living beings were curious about the changes that had happened to the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, they were not too worried.

Except for the demons.

In the north of the Untainted Land, in the base camp of the Demon Tribe (Hongjun had not preached yet, and the Thirty-Three Heavens Beyond had not appeared yet. The base camp of the Demon Tribe was still in the Untainted Land, not in the Heavenly Court), a group of mighty figures of the Demon Tribe, led by Emperor Jun and Taiyi, gathered together. The Demon Master Kunpeng, Goddess Nvywa, Fuxi, the Ten Demon Commanders, and Lu Wu, the Mountain God of Kunlun, were all present.

Looking at Emperor Jun, who was full of talents, his face was not full of pride. Instead, it was gloomy. The atmosphere in the hall was also very solemn.

The atmosphere in the Demon Clan's main hall was due to the changes in the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.

After all, the Voodoo Race was the Demon Race's greatest opponent. Moreover, the Demon Race was at an absolute disadvantage now. Therefore, the Demon Race was watching the Voodoo Race's every move.

Usually, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery would know a thing or two about the Demon Tribe even if something big happened. However, this time, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery seemed to have changed completely. Not only did their personalities change drastically, but they also became tight-lipped. Even the top Senior Sorcerers of their respective tribes didn't know why.

How could the Demon Almighties not be worried when they saw the Sorcerer Tribe becoming strange?

This was not an unfounded worry. The key was the difference in strength between the two sides.

First of all, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery of the Sorcerer Tribe were all at the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm. On the other hand, the strength of the demons themselves had reached the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm. There were only five people on the peak, including Emperor Jun and his brother Taiyi, Nuwa and her brother Fuxi, as well as a powerful threat. They were not the Demon Master Kunpeng that they could trust.

Although the Supreme One held the Primordial Supreme Treasure, the Bell of Chaos, and was known to be invincible among those in the same realm, the Supreme One might be able to deal with one, two, or even four Ancestors of Sorcery. However, there were twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.

Other than the top combat strength, the core strength of the Demon Tribe was far inferior to the Sorcerer Tribe.

The first to bear the brunt was the ten Demon Commanders, Kunlun Lu Wu.

However, neither of the ten Demon Commanders nor Lu Wu could defeat any Senior Magus of the Sorcerer Tribe.

Xing Tian, Chi You, Hou Yi, Kuafu, Feng Bo, Yu Shi, Jiu Feng, Xiang Liu…Wait a minute, none of them were good people. The Shamans specialized in cultivating their physical bodies, and their powerful physical bodies were right there. Just looking at them made one's scalp go numb.

As for basic strength, there was nothing much to say about it. A Wizard Tribe warrior of the same realm could fight ten of them at once.

Due to the obvious difference in strength between the two sides, the Demon Tribe had never defeated the Wu Tribe in a head-on battle. Except for the Three Pure Ones of Kunlun who had a deep relationship with the Wu Tribe, all the mighty people of Untainted Land had more or less supported the Demon Tribe in order to prevent the Wu Tribe from dominating the world. The most representative ones were Zhunti and Jieyin from the West, Minghe from the Blood Sea, Zhenyuanzi from Longevity Mountain, and so on.

These mighty figures did not dare to go against the Sorcerer Tribe on the surface, but they had secretly helped the Demon Tribe in their own territory. The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were well aware of this, but they also knew what these Almighties were thinking. In addition, these Almighties had never harmed the lives of the Wu Tribe's children, so the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery turned a blind eye. After all, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery didn't have to force these Untainted Land Almighties to the Wu Tribe completely, otherwise, the Wu Tribe wouldn't be able to handle it even with their strength.

With the secret support of these mighty figures, coupled with the number of demons and the long-range Sorcerer Tribe, the current situation was maintained.

All in all, how could the atmosphere in the Demon Clan's hall not be solemn when faced with the strange changes of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery?

"Report..."

Just as the group of demon mighty figures were silent, an anxious voice sounded. A hurried sound came from afar, breaking the silence in the demon hall.

However, the group of demon mighty figures did not feel any relief from the voice. Instead, their expressions became even more solemn.

Because they could hear the fear in this voice.

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