In the Great Hall of Pangu, after Emperor Jiang and the other Ancestors of Sorcery stood up and left for the Purple Cloud Palace, Pan Yi, who was in Pangu's heart, looked at the twelve drops of blood essence of the Ancestors of Sorcery in front of him and could not help but smile.
Then, Pan Yi's mind moved. He absorbed the twelve drops of blood essence into his body and kept them safe. These twelve drops of blood essence were the second life of the twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. He would not slack off.
After collecting the blood essence of the Ancestor of Sorcery, Pan Yi raised his head and looked up. His sharp eyes seemed to have broken through the obstruction of Pan Gu's heart and the hall, staring straight at the sky.
He was waiting for Hongjun's sermon to begin, for the shackles of the Heavenly Dao to be removed, and for the moment he entered the Quasi-Sage realm.
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The flowers bloomed at both ends, each showing a branch.
On the other hand, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery and the other Senior Sorcerers of the Sorcerer Tribe headed to the Purple Cloud Palace of Chaos. Facing the Land of Chaos, which was full of dangers, the Sorcerer Tribe was very cautious.
The danger of Chaos was self-evident. Even if the lowest cultivation of this group of people was at the early-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, they would die if they were not careful.
However, the Chaos was boundless and had no direction. After entering the Chaos, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery and thousands of Senior Sorcerers were like headless flies, unable to find their way, causing the Sorcerer Tribe to look a little embarrassed.
In fact, the Wu Tribe did not know that it was Hongjun who caused them to be unable to find the direction. After all, if Hongjun was unwilling, no one could find the Zixiao Palace. As long as Hongjun was willing, even an ordinary individual cultivator could reach the Zixiao Palace safely.
However, the reason why Hongjun did not lead the Sorcerer Tribe to the Purple Cloud Palace was that he was also very surprised at this moment.
In the inner hall of the Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun hung high above the cattail. He looked in the direction of the Sorcerer Tribe with confusion in his eyes.
According to the feedback from the Way of Heaven, Houtu was the only one from the Wu Tribe who had come this time. However, something strange had happened. There were more than a thousand Senior Sorcerers from the Wu Tribe who had gone to the Purple Cloud Palace.
In order to avoid any accidents, Hongjun blocked the senses of the Wu Tribe toward the Purple Cloud Palace. At the same time, his mind quietly invaded the minds of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, trying to probe their memories.
Clearly, Hongjun's move was just a waste of effort.
Pan Yi's existence was protected by one of them, so Hongjun couldn't find out about it. What Pan Yi told the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery was also hidden by Pangu after the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery got Pangu's Primordial Spirit and condensed his Real Spirit ten thousand years ago.
In this way, not to mention Hongjun, even if the Way of Heaven came personally, it would be impossible to get any useful information from the minds of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
Therefore, after Hongjun's careful investigation, the only conclusion he came to was that the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had brought a group of Great Sorcerers of the Sorcerer Tribe to the Purple Cloud Palace just to listen to the sermon.
After coming to this conclusion, although Hongjun still had a trace of doubt in his heart, he did not continue to block the Purple Cloud Palace's attraction to the Sorcerer Tribe.
After all, Houtu's arrival had been arranged by the Way of Heaven. Now that Houtu had been following the main force of the Wu Tribe, if they wanted Houtu to enter the Zixiao Palace, the rest of the Wu Tribe would follow her. Instead of that, it was better to completely remove the barrier that Zixiao Palace had placed on the Wu Tribe.
Moreover, the Zixiao Palace could only accommodate 3,000 fated people. For this reason, Hongjun had done something to the people of the Wu Tribe on their way here. Although it would not hurt their lives, it would greatly delay the speed of the Wu Tribe.
In this way, when the Wu Tribe arrived, Hongjun believed that there would only be one spot left in the Zixiao Palace. With the pride of the Wu Tribe, Hongjun believed that they would not compete with the others. At that time, Houtu would be the only one who could stay, which was no different from what he had originally imagined.
However, would Hongjun's plan really work?
On the other side, the Voodoo Race members who were still running around in the Chaos suddenly sensed the existence of the Purple Cloud Palace at the same time. Except for the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, the other Senior Sorcerers of the Voodoo Race could not help but smile.
On the other hand, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were expressionless, but there was an inexplicable smile in their eyes. The Ancestors of Sorcery looked at each other and saw the mockery in each other's eyes.
" As expected, Little Thirteen had predicted all of this.'
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery looked at each other for a moment, then turned to look at the Purple Cloud Palace. The mockery in their eyes was gone, and they led all the Senior Sorcerers of the Sorcerer Tribe to the Purple Cloud Palace.
Along the way, the members of the Sorcerer Tribe faced all sorts of dangers, but in the end, they managed to survive.
However, the journey took too long. When they arrived at the Purple Cloud Palace, there was only one seat left in the main hall.
At the same time, all the mighty figures in the Purple Cloud Palace looked at the Sorcerer Tribe when they saw them.
The eyes of Dijun, Taiyi, and the other mighty demons were full of pride and mockery. Even their anger at not being able to sit on the six reeds was swept away.
After all, in Emperor Jun's eyes, the Wu Tribe had made a wasted trip. Moreover, they had embarrassed themselves in front of the mighty people of Untainted Land. How could Emperor Jun not be proud of this?
However, before they could mock the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery or remove the smugness on their faces, what happened next made the expressions of Emperor Jun, Taiyi, and the other great demons freeze instantly. Even the other mighty people in Untainted Land were shocked.
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