Emperor Jiang narrowed his eyes. He wanted to retrieve the Dharma treasure in front of the Ancestral Sorcerer of Space. Was he treating Emperor Jiang as a decoration? Or were they treating the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery as decorations?
Emperor Jiang used a space divine art to trap the purple-gold bowl. No matter how Jieyin used his divine sense, he couldn't retrieve the purple-gold bowl.
"Emperor Jiang, don't go too far."
Jieyin's pained expression disappeared, replaced by anger. The Power of Karma covered his entire body and broke free from the Candle Dragon's Time Binding. Then, he struck Emperor Jiang with a Karma Super Power.
The Candle Dragon's Time Divine Power was powerful, but Jieyin's karma was not to be trifled with. Moreover, Jieyin was a mighty person who had comprehended two layers of the Divine Law. Even if the Candle Dragon could control the time around Jieyin, it would only last for one second.
However, one second was enough for Emperor Jiang to do a lot of things. Although Jieyin tried to stop Emperor Jiang's divine power after breaking free, he was still a step too late. The purple gold bowl struggled for a while and was taken away by Emperor Jiang's spatial divine power.
Emperor Jiang held Jieyin's purple-gold bowl in his hand. He looked at Jieyin coldly and sneered."The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery will accept this Connate Numinous treasure as compensation for bullying my sister.”
Jieyin trembled when he heard this. His face was sometimes painful and sometimes angry. The Purple Gold Bowl was the best Magic Weapon he had. He only had one Top Grade Primordial Spiritual Treasure, but it was snatched away by the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery in an open and aboveboard manner.
" Puff!" Jieyin's face turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He leaned backward and wanted to lean over. Zhunti, who had recovered his pneuma, hurried forward to support Jieyin. He looked at Houtu with hatred in his eyes. It was all because of this woman that Jieyin was severely injured and his Senior Brother Jieyin lost a Primordial Spiritual Treasure.
Jieyin and Zhunti could only stare at the purple-gold bowl in Emperor Jiang's hand, but there was nothing they could do. The purple-gold bowl was shaking crazily in Emperor Jiang's hand, trying to break free. However, how could a primordial spiritual treasure without a master break free from Emperor Jiang's hand?
Emperor Jiang waved his finger, and his finger that was filled with space power cut through the space in front of him like a sharp blade. A small space appeared, and Emperor Jiang threw the purple gold bowl into it to repair the crack.
"You are going too far…" Jieyin pointed his trembling finger at Emperor Jiang and roared angrily. His eyes were bloodshot.
Originally, he had been lured here by the Life and Death Book and the Judge's Brush, which were about to be born. He had thought that he could obtain a good Primordial Spiritual Treasure, but he had encountered unreasonable people like the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. He had not obtained a Primordial Spiritual Treasure, but he had lost a Top Grade Primordial Spiritual Treasure.
Jieyin wanted to take back the Purple-gold Bowl, but the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were all there. How could he and Zhunti take back the Purple-gold Bowl from the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery? Even if he could fight Candle Dragon and Emperor Jiang, there were still ten Ancestors of Sorcery. How could Zhunti deal with them? This was obviously impossible.
Since they couldn't get it back today, it would be embarrassing to stay here any longer. Jieyin Zhunti snorted and turned to fly west. This time, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery didn't stop them.
Hong Yun looked at the two of them who were leaving with their tails between their legs and smiled." The two of them were able to put down their pride, but thinking about it, Zhunti had done many embarrassing things for the development of the West.
Emperor Jiang turned around and walked to Houtu's side, saying gently,""Sister, are you alright?"
Houtu returned to her humble appearance and giggled.""Big Brother, you're worrying too much. What can happen to me? On the other hand, those two lost a Connate Numinous treasure. They'll probably be heartbroken for a while.”
"Oh right, sister, you rushed out in a hurry back then. What happened? Why did you come here again? If it wasn't for big brother enduring the danger of being devoured and bringing us here with spatial divine power, you would have been put into the purple gold bowl by that fellow.”
Zhurong, who had fiery red hair and the worst temper among the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, asked Houtu casually.
"At that time, I was cultivating when a sudden palpitation surged in my heart. However, our Ancestors of Sorcery did not have Primordial Spirits, so I could not calculate, so I rushed over. When I arrived, I found out that a Spiritual Treasure that was fated with me was about to be born, so I was underground.”
Houtu told the story to the other Ancestors of Sorcery." When the treasure was born, the treasure flew towards me, but Zhunti stopped me and let me pass by it. So we fought."”
"Numinous treasure?" Dijun was puzzled for a moment and then said,""Aren't we Ancestors of Sorcery not allowed to use Numinous Treasures? How can there be a Numinous Treasure that is fated with you?"
"I don't know either, but I feel that those two Spiritual Treasures are related to the future survival and development of our Sorcerer Tribe, as well as my future cultivation.”Houtu said seriously. She also knew that the Ancestors of Sorcery could not use Primordial Spiritual Treasures because the Wu Tribe did not have primordial spirits.
The Candle Dragon asked Houtu immediately when he heard that it was related to the development of the Wu Tribe. There was no Wu Tribe yet, but they would appear soon. The Ancestors of Sorcery were already planning this, so the Candle Dragon was naturally very concerned about it.
"Whose hands did that Numinous Treasure fall into?”
As the Candle Dragon was very excited, his voice was much louder. The Three Pure Ones, Fuxi and Goddess Nvywa, and even Hongyun heard him clearly. They all looked at Hongyun with a playful look in their eyes. They were about to leave when they stopped to watch Hongyun's show.
As expected, Houtu turned to Hongyun and the other Ancestors of Sorcery looked at Hongyun as well.
They had only seen Hongyun once in the Zixiao Palace, but they had a deep impression of him. After all, they had bowed to Ancestor Hongjun in the Zixiao Palace. However, Ancestor Hongyun was not afraid of the pressure of Hongjun's Dao resistance at all.
Emperor Jiang walked towards Hongyun, and the other Ancestors of Sorcery followed him. Hongyun was shocked. What was going on? After messing with the western duo, are you trying to mess with me, Ancestor Red Cloud? If that's the case, you're thinking too much.
The Three Pure Ones, Fuxi, and Goddess Nvywa did not like Hongyun either. After all, Hongyun had taken two Primordial Spiritual Treasures, which made them feel very unfair. Now that the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery wanted to find trouble with Hongyun, they were more than happy to watch a good show.
Hongyun faced them with a smile. He was not afraid of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery who were walking towards him. Perhaps this was the boldness of a skilled person. In fact, Hongyun did not have any knowledge of the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation.
No matter how strong these Ancestors of Sorcery's bodies were, they were just beginning to enter the ranks of Middle-grade Primordial Spiritual Treasures, and their understanding of the Divine Law was only one or two levels. There was really nothing that Hongyun was afraid of.
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