Little did he know!
In fact, the path that Long Xuan had taken was even fiercer than theirs. It was the true fighting style of Pangu.
Breaking all laws with force, the law of force!
For this reason, Longxuan had even given up on the temptation of using a supreme-grade Protocosmic spirit-treasure to sever his corpse and went straight down the path of proving his Dao through strength.
How could his strength be compared to an ordinary Quasi-Sage?
One had to know that the cultivation of a Sage-to-be who killed three corpses was usually the stronger the primordial spiritual treasure used to kill the corpse, and the stronger the good and evil separation, the stronger the strength.
For example, the Quasi-Sage One Corpse Slayer, who was an ordinary low-grade or middle-grade Connate Numinous treasure!
Could it be compared to a top-notch Connate Numinous treasure, a supreme-grade Connate Numinous treasure, or even a Sage-to-be who had severed a corpse from a Connate cardinal treasure?
The answer was naturally no!
The way to prove Dao with strength was different from killing three corpses.
Executing the Three Separations relied on the Protocosmic spirit-treasure, Executing the Separations, while proving the Dao with strength relied on the profoundness of one's comprehension of the power of laws to determine the strength of one's strength.
Ever since the Purple Cloud Palace started hacking, Long Xuan had comprehended 60% of the Laws of Force.
This was already comparable to a Connate cardinal treasure killing a corpse.
How could the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery compare to Long Xuan?
Their bodies of the Ancestors of Sorcery were strong, but one should not forget that the Sorcerer Tribe did not have a Primordial Spirit, so they could not use a Primordial Spiritual Treasure.
Therefore, his true strength was not as terrifying as he had imagined.
He could defeat the Sage-to-be who used low-grade and middle-grade primordial spirit treasures to cut corpses!
However, if he were to face off against supreme-grade Connate Numinous treasures like Shen Zijun and Taiyi, he would not be a match for them in a one-on-one fight…
Otherwise, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery wouldn't need to fight. They could just rely on the twelve Sage-to-be's combat strength to kill the Demon Tribe!
To put it bluntly!
If it were Emperor Jun and Taiyi, they could also fight several Ancestors of Sorcery alone. After all, their Primordial Spiritual Treasures occupied too many advantages.
However, Long Xuan was slightly different. His comprehension of the nomological laws of power was too terrifying. Just the power of the nomological laws alone was enough to fight against the Four Ancestors of Sorcery!
He had no choice!
After all, how could the Great God Pangu's method of proving his Dao be compared to ordinary laws?
In the middle of the battle!
Seeing that the four Ancestors of Sorcery were sent flying by him in a hurry, Long Xuan laughed out loud. His laughter was like thunder as he stood proudly in the void, appearing extremely domineering!
"Haha, the Four Ancestors of Sorcery are only so-so!”
At the end!
Long Xuan's figure flashed towards the four Ancestors of Sorcery."
"Today, let me have a taste of what your Sorcerer Tribe's Four Ancestors of Sorcery can do to me when they join forces.!”
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Hearing Long Xuan's loud laughter filled with battle intent!
The faces of the four Ancestors of Sorcery on Zhurong's side instantly twitched as they said angrily,"Don't be so arrogant, Dragon Clan brat!"
The Wu Tribe had been dominating Untainted Land for many years since their emergence. Who didn't know the fierce name of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery?
He didn't expect that he would actually be at a disadvantage when facing the Dragon Clan's new emperor.
This was undoubtedly the most unbearable thing for the proud Ancestral Magus.
"Attack and kill this new dragon emperor!”
Goumang, Rushou, and the others had ugly expressions on their faces when they saw that the four Ancestors of Sorcery were unable to defeat Long Xuan's iron fists despite joining forces.
They were the Sorcerer Tribe, the Sorcerer Tribe that fought against the heavens and the earth!
They were a race that had inherited the bloodline of the Great God Pangu, and the Ancestor of Sorcery of the Sorcerer Race was not allowed to lose!
"Three big brothers, stop fighting. The Dragon Emperor's strength is too strong. If we can't suppress him, it's meaningless to continue fighting.”
Houtu was more rational than the three Ancestors of Sorcery.
However, her rationality could not get the other three Ancestors of Sorcery to stop. Instead, her killing intent became even angrier.
"No, the Sorcerer Tribe cannot be humiliated.”
In an instant!
The eyes of the three Ancestors of Sorcery were bloodshot.
The three furious Ancestors of Sorcery seemed to have gone mad. All sorts of nomological powers were bombarding Long Xuan without any regard for the consequences.
It was obvious!
The Wu Tribe also used their strength to prove their Dao. Therefore, their Power of Divine Law was very different from the fighting methods of countless Almighties in the Untainted Land.
However, he had to admit that the power they unleashed was still extremely powerful.
But that was all!
No matter how powerful their joint attacks were, they were all shattered by Long Xuan's Law of Force.
In the middle of a battle!
Apart from Houtu, the other three Ancestors of Sorcery were already in a bloodbath.
As the aura of the three Ancestors of Sorcery rose, it made them look even more terrifying, like demonic gods fighting against heaven and earth in the chaos.
However, even though they were ruthless, Long Xuan was even more ruthless than them!
With each punch of Long Xuan, the void rippled and shook.
Wherever his Dragon Fist passed, everything was turned into dust.
This was the ultimate eruption of the Law of Force, so powerful that it was unreasonable.
Furthermore, the sharp-eyed great powers of the Primordial World also discovered that…
Unknowingly, Long Xuan's entire body had been enveloped in a faint white glow, causing the powerful existence who had projected his consciousness over to look rather familiar.
Thinking about it carefully!
This was the power of the twelfth-grade World Cleansing White Lotus.
Damn it, while Long Xuan was fighting the three Ancestors of Sorcery head-on, he was also unleashing the defensive power of the twelfth-grade White Lotus of Purification.
What a bully!
It was fine if he had to fight it head-on, but the key was that Long Xuan had even added an Overlord Body to him. What was the point of fighting it head-on?
If I hit you, it would land on your defensive treasure, and if you hit me, it would land on me.
If this wasn't bullying, then what was?
However, Long Xuan could not be blamed for this. A Protocosmic Spiritual Treasure was a form of strength. The Sorcerer Tribe did not have a Primordial Spirit, so what did it have to do with others if they could not activate the Protocosmic Spiritual Treasure?
How could there be logic in a life and death battle?
As expected!
As Long Xuan's ferocious fist descended, the Sorcerer Tribe's joint attack crumbled and the three Ancestors of Sorcery's attacks were torn apart.
The blood of the Ancestral Magus spilled into the sky!
Zhurong, Goumang, and Rushou were saved by Houtu, who was guarding the formation. Their faces instantly turned as pale as paper.
They looked at Long Xuan, who was exuding an extremely powerful aura, and their eyes were no longer filled with contempt and arrogance, only disbelief...
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