"Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment."
After saying that, Houtu closed her eyes as if she was communicating with someone. After a while, Houtu opened her eyes and looked at Li Dao.
"Fellow Daoist, please follow me."
After saying that, Houtu stood up.
“？？？”
Li said.
"Where are we going?"
Li Dao said in confusion.
He was just asking why the Sorcerer Tribe was so close to him. Why did it feel like he had asked something important?
" Hall of the Father, Hall of Pangu."
Houtu said slowly with a serious expression.
"Hall of Pangu?"
Li Dao's eyelids twitched. This was no ordinary place.
Once upon a time, when Pangu created the world and transformed into Untainted Land, the twelve drops of Blood Essence created the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, and the source of his bloodline, the heart, turned into the Hall of Pangu. The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were born in the Hall of Pangu, and the reason why the Wu Tribe could be formed was also because of the Hall of Pangu. Otherwise, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were just a lone commander.
In the end, the Hall of Pangu, which was such an important core place of the Sorcerer Tribe and could even be said to be a place of faith, actually wanted him to go. What was going on?
"Fellow Daoist, follow me and you'll know why.”
Houtu smiled gently, giving off the aura of Mother Earth. However, it was normal for her to cultivate the Law of Earth.
"Alright."
Li Dao nodded.
Buzz!
A space power flashed, and Li Dao and Houtu disappeared from where they were.
.........
In Buzhou Mountain, in an area shrouded by chaotic energy, a grand and majestic palace was located. It looked like a palace, but its area was vast and boundless. It was not inferior to the area of Li Dao's previous life on Earth. It was much bigger.
Many Chaos Demon Gods were carved on the palace, and the terrifying pressure made people feel like they were bowing down and worshipping even if they stood in front of it. It was as if a ferocious beast from the abyss was sleeping and could wake up at any time. If one looked carefully, they would see an unimaginably majestic giant that seemed to support the entire world and create boundless space and time.
Li Dao and Houtu appeared in front of the palace after a ripple. They looked up and saw three words carved on the beams.
Hall of Pangu!
Creak!
Before the two of them could enter, the door of the Hall of Pangu slowly opened, and eleven figures that were filled with terrifying auras walked out.
"Little sister, is this that Li Dao?”
The leader looked at Li Daodao with bright eyes.
These eleven people were the remaining eleven Ancestors of Sorcery!
"The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery gathered? Playing so big?"
Li Yao was dumbfounded. What the hell? Why did he summon all the twelve Ancestors of Sorcery over?
"Yes, it's him. His bloodline is the Primordial Dao Body.”
Houtu nodded.
Primordial Dao Body!
This was the reason why Houtu was shocked and the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had arrived at the same time!
“......”
Li said.
Who could tell him what was going on? Why was he getting more and more confused?
"Fellow Daoist, I know you have many questions.”
Houtu, who was beside Li Dao, smiled gently.
"Let's go. We'll talk slowly in the hall."
The leader waved his hand and led the ten Ancestors of Sorcery into the Hall of Pangu. Li Dao and Houtu followed closely behind.
As he stepped into the Hall of Pangu, a mysterious ripple swept across. In an instant, Li Dao found himself in a blood-colored space. There was a small world inside the Hall of Pangu!
Here, the sky was blood-red, and the earth was blood-red. A rich and supreme aura pervaded the world. Pangu's shadow was faintly discernible in the void, and his majestic aura seemed to suppress the three thousand worlds, making people respect him from the bottom of their hearts.
"Sit."
The leader said. As soon as he finished speaking, thirteen praying mats appeared out of thin air and everyone sat down one by one.
"Fellow Daoist Li Dao, let me introduce you to me first.”
The leader said in a deep voice.
Emperor Jiang, the Patriarch of the Sorcerer Tribe, the Ancestral Sorcerer who controlled the Law of Space!
"I am the Candle Dragon."
A cold-looking young man said.
The Candle Dragon controlled the Law of Time and was the Wizard Tribe's Ancestral Wizard of Time!
Speaking of the Law of Time, Zhulong, who wanted to suppress Li Dao, also cultivated the Law of Time. His attainments in the Law of Time were not inferior to Candle Dragon's. The two of them were also recognized as masters in the domain of time in Untainted Land.
"I am Rushou."
"I am Goumang."
"I am Gonggong."
"I am Zhurong."
"I am"
"I am"
The Ancestors of Sorcery were introduced one by one. Li Dao had read countless primeval novels in his previous life, so he had some understanding of the Ancestors of Sorcery. One of the beautiful girls caught Li Dao's attention. She was the Ancestor of Sorcery of Rain, Xuan Ming!
Just like Houtu, she was also a woman and one of the only two women among the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
Just like Houtu, Xuan Ming was also extremely beautiful. However, Houtu's temperament was gentle, while Xuan Ming was cold and elegant, like the sister next door and the cold goddess. They each had their own merits.
"Little sister, Fellow Daoist Li Dao invited you here, so you can explain it to him.”
After the introduction, Emperor Jiang looked at Houtu and said slowly.
"Alright." Houtu responded, looked at Li Dao, and said slowly," We have to start with our Father. Fellow Daoist, do you know what kind of physique our Father has?”
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