"Then tell me what race he is."
Some of the children of the Sorcerer Tribe were unconvinced.
"He is, he is."
The elephant handkerchief stammered, unable to say anything.
"The Huangtian Clan of the Human Tribe wishes to see the Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu of the Sorcerer Tribe.”
Huang Tian hurriedly said when he saw this. Not only did he resolve the situation for the elephant handkerchief, but he also explained his background.
"Humans? Why have I never heard of this race?”
The group of children from the Shaman Tribe asked in a daze. They looked at Emperor Sky with eyes filled with doubt. To their knowledge, they had never heard of the human race before.
"Please wait a moment. I'll go and report it now. However, it's not up to me whether the Great Ancestral Wizard will see you or not!”
The group of Shamans pointed at Emperor Sky, causing him to feel extremely awkward. In the end, it was the more mature Elephant Pa who stood up and spoke to Emperor Sky.
"Thank you so much!"
When one was under the roof, one had no choice but to lower one's head. Although Emperor Sky did not think highly of these Shaman Tribe barbarians, for the sake of his future plans, he could still let go of a little face.
The elephant handkerchief carried the huge axe and swayed its huge body as it headed towards the depths of the tribe. Every step it took caused the earth and mountains to shake, causing Huang Tian to look at it with a sidelong glance. This Shaman Tribe was truly blessed by the heavens. Even a child had such strength. The descendant of Pangu lived up to his reputation. When would the human race be able to have such a scene? Huang Tian sighed once more, the goal in his heart becoming clearer and firmer.
"Hey, the Grand Wizard wants to see you. Come with me!”
Time passed very quickly. Elephant Handkerchief had already returned from the tribe. He spoke to Huang Tian with a simple and honest expression. When he mentioned the Ancestor of Sorcery, his face was filled with fanaticism. In the Sorcerer Tribe, Pangu was their faith and everything to them. The Ancestor of Sorcery was a person second only to Pangu. In the eyes of these low-level Sorcerer Tribes, the Ancestor of Sorcery's status was even higher than Pangu.
"Thank you."
Huang Tian hurriedly followed the elephant handkerchief into the interior of the Houtu Tribe. This trip to the Sorcerer Tribe was related to his eternal plan. Even if he had to pay a huge price, he had to form an alliance with the Sorcerer Tribe. Although the price was huge, it was insignificant compared to the final benefits.
Inside the tribe, an ancient stone hall stood tall. It was unknown what material it was made of, but it gave off a desolate and ancient aura. In front of the hall stood a statue of a god that towered into the clouds. It held a flying snake in its hand and stood on the ground as if it was an eternal divine mountain. It was unshakable. A world evolved above its head, and the ground was heavy. The aura of creation and nurturing spread, and its Dao accumulation was extraordinary.
In front of the hall stood a woman in a yellow palace dress. Her body was shimmering with earthen yellow light. She resonated with the earth as if she was one with it. It was boundless and majestic.
She was the Witch Tribe's Ancestor of Earth, Witch Houtu. The statue of the gods and devils was her Dharma Form True Body. Once she recovered her Dharma Form True Body, the Witch Tribe would be at its strongest. The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery combined and summoned the Real Body of Pangu. Even the Sages would have to retreat. It was extremely terrifying.
"May I know why this human fellow Daoist has come to the Shaman Tribe?”
Houtu stared at Huang Tian and asked calmly. Her voice was gentle and gentle, extremely pleasant to the ears, like a spring breeze. There was no hint of the tyrannical and barbaric aura unique to the Shamans.
That was the truth. As the 12th Ancestor of Sorcery, she might not be the strongest, but her temper was definitely the best. Because she had absorbed very little of the earth's foul air when she was in trouble, although she could not cultivate the Immortal Dao Primordial Spirit, she was not affected by the earth's foul air like the other Ancestors of Sorcery. Her temper was extremely overbearing and unreasonable, and she was always fighting and killing.
Houtu's eyes were deep. As one of the few wise men in the Wu Tribe, she instinctively felt that it was not a good thing for the Human Tribe's leader, who was created by the Sage of the Demon Tribe, to come to the Wu Tribe. However, she could not tell the details. She just felt that Huang Tian's arrival was not simple.
Of course, she did not have a good impression of Emperor Sky either. After all, on the day of Emperor Jun's wedding, Emperor Sky's fawning and opportunistic behavior in the Heavenly Court had already been spread by some people. It could be said that Emperor Sky's reputation now was as smelly as the feces of the Great Wilderness Divine Ox. No one wanted to make friends with such a villain.
The Ancestor of Sorcery, who was straightforward and did not like to play tricks, was even more so. If it were not for the fact that she felt that Emperor Sky was extremely useful to the Sorcerer Tribe, Houtu would have chased Emperor Sky out long ago. A lowly person was not worthy of entering the Sorcerer Tribe's territory.
Huang Tian looked at Houtu and was slightly stunned. He couldn't help but take a few more glances at Houtu. He was astonished. This was different from the Sorcerer Tribe that he knew. Wasn't it said that the Sorcerer Tribe was unreasonable and overbearing? Why was it different from the rumors?
Huang Tian could feel the vast, boundless, and boundless aura from Houtu. He could not help but sigh in his heart. Indeed, the nine sons of a dragon were different. The other members of the Sorcerer Tribe were all ignorant and extremely rude. Yet, there was such a fresh and refined peerless fairy like Houtu. There were indeed all kinds of wonders in the Great Thousand World!
Huang Tian naturally noticed the faint disdain between Houtu's brows. He also knew the reason. It was just a bad reputation. Anyway, he didn't care. History was always written for the victors. As long as the Human Tribe ruled the world in the future, there would naturally be people singing praises for him. On the contrary, if he lived forever in the shadow of the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes, he would never be able to stand out. What was the use of having a good reputation?
"Huangtian Clan greets Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu.”
Huang Tian collected his thoughts and tidied up his slightly messy clothes. He stepped forward and spoke to Houtu. He was magnanimous and upright. He had the bearing and dignity of a great master.
Houtu started. Staring at Huang Tian, she actually felt as though he was lying to her. Didn't they say that the Huangtian Clan was a vile character? What was going on here? Was such a natural and unrestrained attitude something a vile character could do?
Although she was extremely surprised, Houtu was still a peerless mighty person who had roamed the Immensity Sea for hundreds of millions of years. Her mentality and knowledge were not something ordinary people could compare to. She quickly adjusted her mentality and apologized to Huang Tian." Houtu lost her composure for a moment. I hope Fellow Daoist can forgive her."”
"It's fine. It's the first time Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu has seen a Postnatal human like me.”
Huang Tian waved his hand, indicating that he didn't mind. Firstly, he knew the reason why Houtu was in a daze. Secondly, it was because of their strength. The difference between the Human Race and the Shaman Race was like the difference between heaven and earth. Without strength, one wouldn't have the right to speak. If the other party apologized to you, it would be giving you face. If they didn't apologize, what could you do? In the end, they were still not strong enough. Hence, Huang Tian didn't ask for a snub and went to argue with Houtu.
If it were the Three Pure Ones who cared about their reputation, they would have dared to turn against Houtu just because of her momentary absent-mindedness. After all, it was a slap to their faces in their eyes. It was not a big deal. This was the benefit of strength. With strength, they could do whatever they wanted. Without strength, they could only be a grandson.
Houtu looked deeply at Huang Tian. He was able to yield and stand firm, he was a great character. She just didn't know why he pretended to be a villain back in Heavenly Court.
Houtu's heart trembled. She no longer dared to underestimate a scheming person like Huang Tian. As a mighty person who had been at the peak of Untainted Land for hundreds of millions of years, she knew very well that if one wanted to live well in Untainted Land, one did not necessarily have to have supreme strength, but one must have a certain degree of scheming. Otherwise, one would not even know how they died. It was even more so for scheming people like Huang Tian. Although their strength was not high, they were full of evil ideas. They killed people without batting an eye and offended such a person. He didn't even know how he had been schemed to death.
The Shamans were bold and straightforward. They did not know how to scheme, and they were not a match for a viper-like person like Emperor Sky. Hence, it was best not to offend the other party before offending him. They did not want to be targeted by the other party and cause a huge disaster.
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