The dark spatial rift disappeared, and the surroundings returned to its previous silence.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery in the blood pool burst into unprecedented cheers after a moment of silence.
"Senior Yang Mei is so powerful!"
"Senior Yang Mei's powers are boundless!"
"From now on, my idol will be Senior Yang Mei!”
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The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, who had been a bystander for the first time, were like celebrity fans in the future. Their eyes were shining as they looked at Yang Mei. Each of them wished that they could transform and appear in front of Yang Mei now.
At the same time, after witnessing this great battle, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery realized the terror of the Untainted Land, and their arrogance weakened a lot.
Originally, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were Pangu's legitimate descendants, and they were born from Pangu's flesh and blood. They were born with infinite strength, and their physical bodies alone were comparable to Postnatal cardinal treasures.
Therefore, they naturally did not put any living beings in the Primordial Continent in their eyes.
However, after witnessing the strength of Ancestor Netherworld River and Yang Mei today, they finally understood what it meant to be 'there's always someone better than you'!
Compared to the cheerful Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, Yang Mei frowned slightly.
Ancestor Netherworld River had indeed disappeared, but he hadn't been sucked into the spatial rift. He had escaped!
If a mid-stage Perfected Golden Immortal really wanted to escape, Yang Mei would find it difficult to stop him.
However, there was a red lotus left where Ancestor Minghe had been standing.
It was the twelfth-grade Red Karmic Fire Lotus!
Ancestor Netherworld was really willing to use the twelfth-grade Red Lotus of Fire to escape.
Yang Mei went forward and put away the twelfth-grade Red Karmic Fire Lotus.
This twelfth-grade Red Karmic Fire Lotus was severely injured when it just resisted Yang Mei's attack, and the spiritual light on it dimmed a lot.
However, this was a supreme-grade Connate Numinous treasure that could repair itself.
Moreover, Yang Mei did not say anything and covered this twelfth-grade Red Karmic Fire Lotus with a layer of golden light.
However, this supreme-grade Connate Numinous treasure had become a supreme-grade Connate Merit Numinous treasure…
There was no other way. Having too much merit was willful.
Merit Numinous Treasures killed people without being tainted by karma. In addition, they were even more powerful in suppressing providence.
Ancestor Minghe wanted to refine the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery to seize their Luck.
Adding another top-grade Connate Merit Numinous treasure, Yang Mei's expression did not have much joy.
" It's a pity that I didn't kill Taoist Minghe. Otherwise, Yuantu, Abi, and the Xuanyuan Water-Controlling Flag would be good stuff…"
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"Many thanks for Senior Yang Mei's help, we siblings are extremely grateful!”
As the elder brother, Emperor Jiang was still calm. Perhaps it was because he cultivated the spatial law, but Emperor Jiang looked at Yang Mei with incomparable fanaticism.
It was as if he was playing with an axe and looking at the great god Pangu.
"My dear nephews, you are too polite. I see that you are about to face the lightning tribulation of transformation. Why don't I stay here to prevent people like Ancestor Minghe from coming here again?”
As the saying goes, send Buddha to the west.
As she said, Yang Mei directly sat cross-legged beside the blood pool.
This greatly moved the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. He was really a good person!
In fact, Yang Mei felt a little tired and wanted to sit down and rest...
Therefore, he did her a favor.
Then, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery prepared to transform. However, Houtu, one of the two women among the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, could not help but ask,
"I wonder why Senior Yang Mei calls us nephews?”
"Moreover, what is the relationship between Senior Yang Mei and our father god Pangu?”
After Houtu asked this question, the other 11 Ancestors of Sorcery listened attentively.
Obviously, they were also very curious about this question.
After all, Yang Mei called him a virtuous nephew and also called herself Pangu's good friend.
For Houtu's sincere question, Yang Mei coughed a few times and cleared her throat!
" Back then, Fellow Daoist Pangu and I opened the sky side by side…"
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Dozens of miles away, at the foot of a mountain, Ancestor Netherworld River struggled to get up.
Two balls of fury seemed to erupt from his eyes. He had never suffered such humiliation since the incident.
Moreover, his opportunity had been completely destroyed.
"Daoist Yang Mei, I, Ancestor Netherworld River, will definitely kill you!”
At this moment, Ancestor Netherworld roared in his heart, and fear flashed in his eyes.
That Daoist Yang Mei was truly too powerful. Moreover, his twelfth-grade Red Karmic Fire Lotus had fallen into the other party's hands.
Even so, Ancestor Netherworld River would not give up just like that.
He looked angrily at Mount Buzhou in the distance, then turned around and headed toward the Blood Sea.
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