Huang Hao raised his head and looked up. The entire divine mountain was shrouded in seven-colored clouds. He couldn't see the scenery at the peak at all.
Looking back, the Sorcerer Tribe at the foot of the mountain had become a patch of stars under the night sky.
"After this trip to Buzhou Mountain, I will also find a blessed land and grotto-heaven to build my own training ground.”
Huang Hao thought to himself. He, who came from the future, knew clearly that soon, the war between the liches and demons would start, and Gong Gong would rage against Buzhou Mountain.
The collapse of the divine mountain would bring misfortune to the entire Primordial World. The spiritual energy in the Primordial World would obviously decrease, and the cultivation speed of cultivators would be much slower.
Only a few grotto-heavens were not affected and were still full of spiritual energy.
After a period of time, the first generation of disciples of the Clan of Enlightenment would also leave Kunlun Mountain and leave the Taoist temple of Heavenly Lord Yuanshi.
At that time, the grotto-heaven and blessed land would be what he needed.
"Who are you?"
Huang Hao withstood the pressure and walked halfway up Buzhou Mountain. Suddenly, a huge giant appeared and stopped Huang Hao.
Huang Hao raised his head and sized up the newcomer. The giant in front of him had two yellow snakes hanging from his ears. His face was square and his eyes were round. His muscles were coiled up, and his blood essence was exuberant as it surged out of his body.
This was an expert of the Sorcerer Tribe. His strength was at the consummate level of Golden Immortal. The key was that his Blood Qi was exuberant and his body was strong. The Sorcerer Tribe had a strong body and had unique cultivation techniques and powerful divine arts. Their strength was far beyond the flood dragon that Huang Hao had encountered before.
Buzhou Mountain was highly valued by the Wu Tribe. Most of the Ancestors of Sorcery lived in the Pangu Divine Palace on Buzhou Mountain. They guarded Buzhou Mountain and generally didn't allow outsiders to set foot on it, because in their eyes, it was their own territory.
Even most of the demons in the Wilderness stayed on top of Mount Buzhou and didn't dare to come down.
Huang Hao had guessed the identity of the other party, but he was not afraid at all. In terms of status, he was the disciple of the Honored Lord of the Origin, the disciple of a Sage, and was not inferior to a Senior Wizard. In terms of strength, he cultivated the Celestial Jade Pure Chant and had the Law of Light to rely on. There was no need for him to give in to a Senior Wizard.
"Who are you? How dare you trespass on Buzhou Mountain without the permission of the Sorcerer Tribe?”
The loud and clear voice was extremely domineering.
Huang Hao frowned when he heard these overbearing words. A hint of displeasure flashed across his heart.
"Mount Buzhou was transformed from Pangu's spine, and the living beings of Untainted Land came from Pangu's body. All living beings have the right to come and go to Mount Buzhou. I can come and go as I please, and I don't need your permission.”
Back then, Pangu killed 3,000 gods and devils to create the world. After his body died, his spine turned into Mount Buzhou, his blood essence turned into the Ancestor of Sorcery, his head turned into the Pangu Divine Palace, and his Primordial Spirit turned into the Three Pure Ones.
The people of the Sorcerer Tribe who lived in the Pangu Divine Hall, as well as the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, were all powerful and could not be underestimated.
The Wu Tribe respected Pangu as their father and they claimed to be Pangu's descendants. In addition, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were powerful, so they did not take the other races in Untainted Land seriously and regarded Pangu's legacy as theirs.
When the Witch Tribe giant heard this, he felt that his territory had been violated. He flew into a rage and wanted to have a good argument with Huang Hao, but he smelled traces of demonic qi from Huang Hao.
The giant of the Shaman Tribe looked at Huang Hao and felt a flash of dragon might on the other party's body. His expression changed again and again, and his face twisted. He was even more furious.
"That's not right, you are the evil spawn of the Demon Race. Great, our Sorcerer Clan didn't come to trouble you Demon Race, but you guys bullied us. What are the other Sorcerer Clans doing? They actually let you dirty people come and pollute the clean land left behind by god father.”
At this point, the giant of the Sorcerer Tribe was so angry that he had lost his mind. He raised his water-tank-sized fist and smashed it at Huang Hao.
At this moment, the Sorcerer Tribe and the Demon Tribe had long erupted into a war between the Sorcerer Tribe and the Demon Tribe. However, due to the obstruction of the Dao Ancestor, they stopped fighting for a million years. However, the two tribes had deep grudges and would fight to the death once they met.
Emperor Jun and East Emperor Taiyi of the Heavenly Court of the Demon Tribe had received the three major missions of governing the world by the Heavenly Dao Hongjun. They had one of the three great achievements: Suppress the Chaos and rule the world.
However, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were the descendants of Pangu and shared one of the three great merits: It was the result of the creation of the world. He was qualified to compete with Emperor Jun and Taiyi for the throne.
Therefore, the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes were bound to decide who was the true ruler of this world.
This was a battle for luck. They would not yield an inch, and the Sorcerer Tribe and the Demon Tribe would become mortal enemies.
Now that a demon had appeared in the territory of the Sorcerer Tribe, how could the Sorcerer Tribe giant accept this?
"If you want to fight, then fight. Do you think I'm afraid of you?”
Huang Hao had been in a good mood when he was traveling around Mount Buzhou. However, he was provoked time and time again. No matter how good-tempered he was, he would still get angry. Moreover, the other party had attacked first. If he didn't fight back, he would be crushed.
The physical bodies of the Sorcerer Tribe were strong, and he had only cultivated the first revolution of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art. He was still not a match for the Sorcerer Tribe giant.
In addition, the other party's realm was above Huang Hao's. Even a lion would use its full strength to hunt a rabbit, let alone facing an opponent stronger than itself.
The moment Huang Hao attacked, he unleashed the Law of Light. His body shone brightly, and a small sun seemed to have appeared on the waist of Mount Buzhou. The surrounding flowers, grass, and trees were dyed into dazzling gold. His speed instantly reached its peak.
The fist of the Sorcerer Tribe giant was full of flaws in Huang Hao's eyes. He turned into a golden rainbow and connected to the spot behind the Sorcerer Tribe giant. Under his extreme speed, the spiritual energy on Mount Buzhou was stirred up crazily, turning into spiritual energy storms.
Huang Hao raised his fist, which was covered in golden light, like a hammer that could kill a god. Then, he punched mercilessly.
"Boom!"
Huang Hao's attack landed on the spot. The golden light gathered under the Witch Tribe giant's ribs.
The giant of the Voodoo Race suddenly felt a great pain in his ribs. He staggered and fell halfway up Buzhou Mountain.
His body was too huge and heavy. This fall was like the collapse of a mountain. The momentum was shocking, stirring up thousands of air waves. The air was compressed, and explosions sounded continuously. The void trembled.
"Haha, I didn't expect a junior at the True Immortal realm to have such speed. I wonder which one of you is faster than me, Kuafu, with my innate divine ability.”
Kuafu, the giant of the Voodoo Race, rubbed the wound under his ribs and stood up again. His aura was high, and his fighting spirit was high.
The Voodoo Race had always been warlike. They fought against the heavens, the earth, the God of War, the demons, and themselves!
Kuafu was famous for his godly speed among the Voodoo Race. Other than the two Ancestors of Sorcery who could control the Laws of Time and Space, he was the fastest among the General-level Voodoo Race.
Seeing Huang Hao's speed, he couldn't even see clearly, and a strong battle intent burned within him.
At this moment, Kua Fuqi had forgotten that Huang Hao was a member of the Monster Clan. He only wanted to compete with him in speed.
"This giant is Kuafu? That's right, there were only a few Senior Sorcerers in the Sorcerer Tribe, so he could guess the other party's identity based on their characteristics.”
Hearing Kuafu's words, Huang Hao was surprised.
Huang Hao was shocked by the strength of the Sorcerer Tribe's body. His attack just now was not performed casually. Under the impact of the light beam, the power was more than ten times stronger.
However, he didn't manage to injure Kuafu severely. Moreover, Kuafu recovered in just a few breaths. The strength of his body was truly shocking.
Another thing was that he was surprised that the other party was Kuafu. Huang Hao had heard the story of Kuafu chasing after the sun many times in his previous life, and now he was very respectful when he saw the main body.
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