Although curious, Yang Mei still followed the opportunity.
Under the guidance of the opportunity, he unknowingly arrived at a basin at the foot of the mountain.
Looking at the basin in front of her, Yang Mei seemed to have thought of something.
"Could it be that my opportunity is related to the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery?”
Yang Mei could not help but smile bitterly. These twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were formed by the twelve streams of turbid air when Pangu created the world.
Similar to the Three Pure Ones, they were all orthodox Pangu.
"It seems that the karma between me and Fellow Daoist Pangu is causing trouble! Fine, fine. Since I'm already here, I'll go and see my twelve nephews.”
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were of the same generation as the Three Pure Ones, so they naturally had to call Yang Mei Uncle.
As for whether or not the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery recognized him, that was another matter.
At most, Yang Mei would tell him about the matter of him standing shoulder to shoulder with Pangu.
Thinking through this point, Yang Mei also had a feeling of understanding and walked straight into the depths of the basin.
"Eh? No!“
Suddenly, Yang Mei's eyes flashed. He felt a hidden aura lingering not far away.
This aura was very obscure, as if it was deliberately hiding something.
Moreover, this aura was extremely powerful, and it would probably be difficult for others to discover it.
However, Yang Mei had the cultivation of a peak Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal and even grasped spatial laws. In time, that flashing figure was still caught by Yang Mei.
"This person is actually a mid-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal?”
"Interesting. A mid-stage Perfected Golden Immortal is actually sneaking around here. I want to see what's going on!”
Yang Mei's eyes flashed. She felt that this matter was definitely not simple, so she hid her figure and followed.
Following behind the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, Yang Mei soon arrived at the depths of the basin.
As soon as she stepped into the depths of the basin, Yang Mei had a familiar feeling.
However, he did not release his divine sense to investigate. Instead, he closely followed that hidden aura.
He wanted to see what the other party wanted to do.
Following the Perfected Golden Immortal deep into the basin, the familiar feeling in Yang Mei's heart grew stronger.
Ever since Yang Mei transformed, he had only experienced this feeling from the Three Pure Ones.
At this moment, Yang Mei could already guess without using her brain that this was related to the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
Not long after, a huge blood pool appeared in front of him. This blood pool was square in shape and was about a few thousand feet wide.
"Pangu blood essence?"
When Yang Mei saw this blood pool, his heart throbbed.
Perhaps it was because when Pangu transformed into all things, Yang Mei was completely watered by Pangu's blood essence.
Therefore, although Yang Mei was not the orthodox Pangu, she seemed to have some connection with the Pangu bloodline.
"No, this isn't Pangu's blood essence. It's just ordinary blood!”
Suddenly, Yang Mei shook her head again. Even if she did not release her divine sense, she could feel that this was not Pangu blood essence.
It was the twelve blood shadows in the blood pool that attracted Yang Mei's attention.
They were eleven lifeform blood embryos of different shapes and sizes, and they already had consciousness and shape. They were probably about to transform.
Yang Mei could confirm at a glance that this was the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
However, he did not expect that the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had yet to transform.
At this time, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery in the blood pool were also communicating with each other, as if they were celebrating their upcoming transformation.
Obviously, they did not notice anyone approaching.
At this time, how could Yang Mei not understand that the sneaky Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal must be after the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery or the Blood Pool.
As expected, the Perfected Golden Immortal circled around and silently set up an array after a moment.
When this grand array was formed, everything in front of Yang Mei suddenly disappeared, leaving only an endless flat land.
"Hmm?"
"Concealing formation? Humph, it seems that this guy is up to something, but this formation is not a problem for me.”
Yang Mei snorted coldly and immediately entered the array formation.
As soon as he stepped into the array, he discovered that the Perfected Golden Immortal had already revealed himself.
It was a skinny and sinister Daoist wearing a red robe, and his entire body emitted a pungent smell of blood.
It made Yang Mei feel very uncomfortable.
"Who are you? Why did you barge in here?"
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery in the blood pool immediately noticed the Taoist after he revealed himself. One of them directly sent a message to question him.
The Taoist ignored the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery in the blood pool. He just looked at the blood pool in front of him with a smile and seemed very happy.
"I didn't expect to find Pangu's blood, and there are twelve Pangu orthodoxies that haven't yet taken form.”
"Although we're still related by blood, if I refine you and take possession of this blood pool, not only will my cultivation increase greatly, but I might also be able to obtain the true inheritance of the Great God Pangu!”
"Hahaha, the Heavenly Dao is really blessing me, Ancestor Netherworld River!”
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