"Greetings, Grand Shaman!"
At the foot of Mount Buzhou, countless Voodoo Race beings were performing the highest ritual of their race. They were prostrating and worshiping, their faces filled with excitement.
Jiang Bai was a little stunned when he saw the countless creatures of the Sorcerer Tribe worshipping him so respectfully.
He seemed to have underestimated the witch race's fervent admiration for Pangu.
Now, Jiang Bai had obtained Pangu's legacy and even fused with the Heart of Pangu, which the Sorcerer Tribe valued the most.
In the hearts of all the Voodoo Race, Jiang Bai's status was second only to Pangu.
"Grand Shaman has formed god father's true body, and god father's heart has automatically chosen a master. God father above, Grand Shaman is the Grand Shaman of our Sorcerer tribe!”
Emperor Jiang raised his head and looked at Jiang Bai with a fiery gaze.
No one in the Sorcerer Tribe could be called a Supreme. Only the Heaven's Son who inherited Pangu's True Body could be called a Supreme Sorcerer!
Even if Jiang Bai was only a human, he had obtained Pangu's inheritance and was the leader of the Sorcerer Tribe!
"I thought that I would never be able to see god father's true body again in this life!”
The Candle Dragon kneeled on the ground and said in a trembling voice.
The Sorcerer Tribe did not respect the heavens and the earth, nor did they kneel before saints. Their spines were indomitable, and almost no one could make them bend their spines, except Pangu!
Facing the Great God Pangu, their fanaticism came from the depths of their souls. They did not worship the heavens and earth, but only Pangu. This was the greatest characteristic of the Sorcerer Tribe, and also their proudest dignity.
Houtu looked at Jiang Bai in a daze, her beautiful eyes full of surprise. She had never thought that Jiang Bai would become the Grand Shaman of the Sorcerer Tribe.
Jiang Bai looked at the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery in front of him, shook his head slightly, and said,""Get up."
As soon as he said that, all the living beings of the Sorcerer Tribe stood up involuntarily. They seemed to have no resistance against Jiang Bai's words. It was a submission that came from the depths of their blood.
"Jiang…Grand Shaman, congratulations on condensing god father's true body and obtaining god father's inheritance. Grand Shaman will definitely become the supreme shaman god of our Shaman Tribe in the future!”
Zhurong's eyes were filled with reverence. Now, it seemed to treat Jiang Bai as an unparalleled idol.
Even if Jiang Bai asked Zhurong to attack the Heavenly Court now, he wouldn't hesitate at all.
There must be a reason why Jiang Bai could be chosen by God Father. At least, Jiang Bai's courage and courage to kill the Heavenly Court and his indomitable drive made even the Ancestors of Sorcery feel inferior.
"There's nothing we can do about the heaven-defying opportunities.”
Jiang Bai shrugged his shoulders. The air was filled with the aura of the Bi King.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery stared blankly at Jiang Bai's posturing. They were speechless for a long time. He had only paid his respects once and that was it. They had paid their respects every ten thousand years, but they had never received Pangu's inheritance.
"Grand Shaman, are you going to stay in the Sorcerer Tribe?”
Emperor Jiang suddenly asked.
The appearance of the Grand Shaman was the fortune of the Sorcerer Tribe. It would be even better if Jiang Bai could lead them to resist the enemy.
"I'm going to enter the Hall of Pangu for a period of time.”
Jiang Bai's eyes flashed. He had received Pangu's inheritance and needed to digest it properly.
"Yes, Grand Shaman!"
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery all agreed. Jiang Bai was now the Grand Sorcerer of the Sorcerer Tribe. No one would say anything even if he wanted to take the Hall of Pangu away, let alone enter it.
After all, the reason why the Hall of Pangu became a holy land was because of the Heart of Pangu inside.
This Hall of Pangu had its own unique feature. It had the function of blocking the secrets of heaven, which was similar to the Sacred Master Hall.
The Sagemaster Palace was a superior-grade Postnatal Merit Spiritual Treasure. In terms of magic treasure power, it was definitely not as powerful as the Hall of Pangu, but it also had the magical effect of shielding the secrets of heaven.
Even a Saint couldn't see what was happening inside.
Jiang Bai sat cross-legged in the Hall of Pangu, while the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery stood guard outside the Hall of Pangu. They personally protected the place and prevented anyone from approaching the Hall of Pangu.
Jiang Bai's Essence Soul was placed in the Chaos Gourd as he began to comprehend the Primordial Nine Revolutions Heaven Art.
The Primordial Nine Revolutions Heaven Art was a Great Dao-level cultivation technique. It had a total of nine realms and could prove the Great Dao.
Jiang Bai sank into his mind and fused with the mental cultivation method left behind by Pangu. It was the comprehension of the law of force.
During the process of comprehension, the Primordial Nine Revolutions Heaven Art was also improving.
In less than a hundred years, Jiang Bai had already cultivated the Primordial Nine Revolutions Heaven Art to the fifth realm. His Dharmic powers were vast, and Great Dao divine patterns appeared on his skin. The laws of power evolved, and every acupoint evolved into the galaxy and universe. His body possessed the power of the myriad worlds.
Right now, Jiang Bai was like Wang Yang and the sea. His seemingly weak human body contained a terrifying power that could destroy the world.
Although Jiang Bai had yet to break through to the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, his strength had already reached an extremely terrifying level.
It was no exaggeration to say that Jiang Bai's current strength could destroy a small chiliocosm with one punch and kill an ordinary Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.
This was a process of accumulation.
Jiang Bai was plotting for a stronger Dao Fruit.
From Pangu's inheritance, Jiang Bai knew that there were strong and weak Perfected Golden Immortals.
Three flowers bloomed on the head of a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal. The peak of the flower blooming was the ninth grade, which represented extremely strong talent.
However, for the Chaos Demon God, the ninth level of blooming was only a basic operation. He could only be called a low-level Demon God.
The strongest Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal was the twelfth level of the Flower Blossom. Nine was the extreme number, and twelve was the perfect number. Above the ninth level, every additional level represented the accumulation of countless Yuanhui.
As for the twelfth-tier Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, Pangu was the only one in the entire Chaos who could do it.
Even the strongest ten fiendcelestials were half a step behind.
After all, Pangu was considered the son of the Great Dao. He had the Chaos Green Lotus, the Jade Creation Disc, and the Pangu Axe when he was born.
What Jiang Bai needed to do now was to accumulate his strength before vindicating the Zenith Heaven and break through to the twelfth grade, Third Flower.
After comprehending the Primordial Nine Revolutions Heaven Art, Jiang Bai began to comprehend the Nine Forms of Heaven Splitting.
However, the Nine Styles of Splitting Heaven and Earth were extremely profound, and each move was stronger than the last. It would take Jiang Bai at least ten thousand years to fully comprehend even a starting move.
This was still under the situation where he had already comprehended and grasped the Law of Force. Otherwise, this time would have been increased by ten times.
Although 10,000 years was only a period of closed-door cultivation for the people of the Wilderness, Jiang Bai was not willing to waste time on comprehending Shen Tong.
"System, how much merit points do I need to fully master the first style of the Nine Styles of Splitting Heaven?”
"Answer the host. It requires 1.5 million merit points.”
“……”
The corner of Jiang Bai's mouth twitched. A starting stance cost 1.5 million merit points.
However, Jiang Bai did not hesitate to max out his proficiency.
Apart from the starting stance, Jiang Bai had also maxed out the proficiency of the second stance, spending three million merit points.
After this operation, Jiang Bai only had 3,000,000 merit points left. He had only maxed out the proficiency of the third move.
"Looks like I have to earn more merit points.”
Jiang Bai's eyes flashed. He didn't even have enough merit points.
"Warm reminder, the host can choose to enter the beginner level of divine power and grasp the initial stage of divine power.”
Hearing this, Jiang Bai was slightly delighted. He decisively chose to enter the third move and spent one million merit points.
" Just the entry fee alone costs a million..."
Jiang Bai was stunned for a moment. But so far, he had finally mastered the first three moves of the Nine Moves of Splitting Heaven. At most, he would slowly comprehend the rest.
With his current strength, displaying three moves was already his limit.
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