After the Cultivation Tribulation ended, everything in the world began to recover. As time passed, another ten thousand years passed. After ten thousand years of cultivation, the various races in the Primordial Land had already recovered. Thus, the various races appeared one after another, and disputes arose again.
At the same time, in a continuous mountain range in Mount Buzhou, a tribe had quietly risen. They were the Shamans, born from the blood pool and led by twelve leaders.
These twelve leaders were also known as the Ancestors of Sorcery. They were born from the twelve drops of Pangu's blood essence. These twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were respectively...
Emperor River: Like a yellow pouch, red as cinnabar fire, six feet and four wings, muddy and faceless, the ancestor of space and speed.
Goumang: Green as green bamboo, bird body, human face, feet riding two dragons, is the ancestor of the Eastern Wood.
Zhurong: Beast head, human body, body covered with red scales, ears pierced by fire snakes, feet stepping on fire dragons, the ancestor of fire in the south.
Rushou, with a human face and a tiger body, wearing golden scales, wings, a snake in his left ear, and two dragons on his feet, is the ancestor of gold in the west.
Gong Gong: The head of a python, the body of a human, the body covered in black scales, the feet of a black dragon, and the hands wrapped around a green python. He is the ancestor of water sorcery in the north.
[Xuanming: It is a ferocious beast with bone spikes all over its body. It is the Ancestral Wizard of Rain.]
Houtu: Human body, snake tail, seven hands on the back, two arms holding the Flying Snake, the Ancestral Witch of the Central Earth.
Strong Good: Snakes in its mouth, snakes in its hands, tiger head, human body, four hooves, long elbows, Ancestral Wizard of Thunder.
[Candle Dragon: Human face, snake body, red body, Ancestral Wizard of Time.]
Tianwu: Eight-headed, human-faced, tiger-bodied, ten-tailed, Ancestral Wizard of the Wind.
Xi Zi: Human face, bird body, ears hanging green snake, hand holding red snake, is the ancestor of lightning.
Shebi corpse: The face of a human, the body of a beast, the ears of a dog, and the ears of a green snake. He is the ancestor of the weather.
Similarly, the Senior Sorcerers and other Sorcerer Tribe cultivators that were born in the blood pool did the same.
After tens of thousands of years of nurturing and cultivation, the Sorcerer Tribe had quietly grown stronger. At this moment, the number of the Wu Tribe had reached tens of millions, becoming one of the strongest tribes in Untainted Land.
The Hall of Pangu was a mysterious hall. Apart from the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, no one knew what kind of existence it was. Even the people of the Sorcerer Tribe only knew that this was a legacy left by the Great God Pangu to the Sorcerer Tribe. At the same time, only the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were qualified to enter the Hall of Pangu.
At this moment, the twelve Shamans were sitting on both sides of the Hall of Pangu, as if they were discussing something. Their faces were different. Some were cautious, some were worried, and some were radical.
At this time, the Ancestor of Sorcery sitting in the head seat was the leader of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. He was Emperor Jiang. Emperor Jiang opened his mouth and looked at the other Ancestors of Sorcery."Brothers and sisters, the population of our Shaman Tribe is gradually increasing, and it has already reached ten million. Now that this mountain range has been somewhat accommodated, we have to think of a way as soon as possible.”
As soon as Emperor Jiang finished speaking, the surroundings fell silent. The rest of the Ancestors of Sorcery frowned. They were obviously also worried about this problem.
After an unknown period of time, one of the Ancestral Sorcerers with a beast head and a human body and red scales spoke. He was Zhurong. Zhurong said with a smile,"Big brother, don't worry. The Wilderness is vast and abundant. As the descendants of God Father, our Sorcerer Tribe is the master of this Wilderness.”
"No, although Brother Zhurong's words make sense, that's only in name after all. Although our Wu Tribe has a population of ten million, hundreds of tribes occupy the Untainted Land and have countless people. We can't cause any waves if we put ten million people in it. If they wantonly expanded and angered the Hundred Races, they would definitely be exterminated!”
At this moment, an Ancestor of Sorcery with a human face and a snake body spoke. He was the Candle Dragon, the Ancestor of Time, and also the most intelligent Ancestor of Sorcery in the Sorcerer Tribe. Although the Sorcerer Tribe did not cultivate the Primordial Soul, the Candle Dragon's Time Law could allow him to see a little of the future. It was known as the military in the Sorcerer Tribe.
The group of Ancestors of Sorcery fell silent again after the Candle Dragon's words. Then, the various Ancestors of Sorcery spoke one after another to discuss countermeasures.
In the end, after some discussion, they decided to expand their territory. However, he was careful, slowly expanding and plotting.
After making the decision, the entire Sorcerer Tribe began to take action. However, the Wu Tribe was not well-known in the Untainted Land at the moment, so the small-scale expansion did not arouse the vigilance of the Hundred Tribes. Instead, they let it go. This also gave the Sorcerer Tribe time to develop. As their territory expanded bit by bit, the development of the Sorcerer Tribe also accelerated. Just like that, the Sorcerer Tribe gradually rose.
At the same time, on the Sun Star, Emperor Jun and Taiyi, who had just returned from their travels in the Untainted Land, were having a discussion in the Sun Palace.
"Big brother, after this trip, I found that the Untainted Land is now dominated by hundreds of races, but it's scattered. I think we should plan something.
We brothers were born from the sun and were blessed by the Great God Pangu. Together with the Bell of Chaos, the River Map and the Book of Luo, we should be able to do something in the Untainted Land.”
Taiyi spoke. After traveling, not only did his cultivation increase, but it also gave birth to a trace of ambition.
Hearing Taiyi's words, Emperor Jun smiled and said calmly,""Second brother, don't be anxious. Our cultivation levels are still low. Even if we take action, we won't be able to completely make the Hundred Races submit. "At this moment, we need to slowly plan and secretly rope them in. We need to wait for the development of the Primordial World. When the time comes, we can call for help!”
Emperor Jun was indeed a natural born emperor. He had already made plans in his heart. At this moment, his expression was calm and full of confidence.# Daguan Review Passed: Daguan Time:0712201810:26AM
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