Decades later, when Zhou Cheng was about to rush to where the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were, he sensed a strong fluctuation.
From afar, Zhou Cheng could tell that it was the aura of a battle!
As he got closer, Zhou Cheng heard a voice.
"This place is under the control of our demon race.”The voice of the person who spoke contained infinite arrogance.
"We are formed from the blood essence of Father God Pangu, and we have Pangu's bloodline. Why should I give it to you?" The other voice was filled with rage.
"Humph! I will let you know that we are the descendants of Father Pangu and that Untainted Land should be controlled by us!!”A fiery voice sounded.
Then, Zhou Cheng felt the sky turn dark. A few red flames slowly appeared. The flames shot out and instantly lit up the entire Buzhou Mountain!
A wave of incomparably tyrannical and boundless boiling killing intent shot out from Zhou Cheng's front, contending against the gradually expanding majesty.
Then, Zhou Cheng came to the battlefield and took a closer look. It turned out that the experts of the Lich and Demon teams were fighting.
The fiery voice was Zhurong. At this moment, Zhurong was fighting with thousands of members of the Sorcerer Tribe and thousands of members of the Demon Tribe led by Demon God Yingzhao.
"Ding! Shen Ji has chosen to activate."
" Option 1: Persuade both sides to make peace in this war. Reward: 1 drop of Pangu's Heart Blood!”
" Option 2: Watch the battle from the side. Reward: 9 drops of Pangu blood essence!”
Shen Ji chose to reappear. Zhou Cheng did not even think and chose option one.
Pangu's Heart Blood was a great thing. Zhou Cheng's current Pangu's Heart Blood was rewarded after splitting open the sky. There was still one-fifth left before he finished refining it.
As Zhou Cheng's cultivation realm soared, the refining speed also became faster and faster.
Furthermore, Zhou Cheng had predicted that once he could refine the two complete drops of Pangu Heart Blood, he would be able to refine them.
If his true body could grow to 90,000 zhang tall, his strength would increase by another wave!
"Everyone, listen to me. Today, I'll pay a visit to the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. How about we fight another day?”Zhou Cheng's voice reverberated throughout the entire Buzhou Mountain region.
Immediately, everyone stopped fighting and turned to look at Zhou Cheng.
Yingzhao's expression changed. If there was anyone that they could not offend, Zhou Cheng was definitely the first one.
As the first person in the Primordial World to break through to the Quasi-Sage Realm, he was also the only Quasi-Sage ruthless person.
Their combat strength had already far surpassed the Primordial Gods.
Moreover, Zhou Cheng had a huge grudge against Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun, so Yingzhao would not provoke them.
Zhurong looked pleasantly surprised and said,"So it's Brother Zhou Cheng. You're a guest of my Sorcerer Tribe.”
Zhou Cheng had Pangu's bloodline, and the witch race had a natural affinity for him.
Yingzhao looked embarrassed. He did not dare to offend Zhou Cheng. Moreover, from Zhou Cheng's current appearance, he did not seem to want to make things difficult for the Monster Race.
"So it's Fellow Daoist Zhou Cheng. Hahaha, since Fellow Daoist Zhou Cheng said so, I'll take my demi-human children and leave now.”After Yingzhao finished speaking, he was afraid that Zhou Cheng would go back on his word, so he quickly led thousands of demons away.
Zhurong looked at Yingzhao and the others who were fleeing far away and spat. He was a hot-tempered man. He rubbed his hands and said,"Let's go, Brother Zhou Cheng. I'll bring you to my Shaman Tribe.”
"Alright, let's go." Zhou Cheng did not say anything else.
When communicating with the Shamans, try to be concise and casual.
Zhou Cheng also liked this feeling very much.
Zhurong nodded and brought Zhou Cheng to the Sorcerer tribe.
Zhou Cheng saw the Sorcerer Tribe's giant city from afar.
A shocking pressure was emitted, as if it wanted to crush people into dregs and destroy their souls.
Under Zhurong's lead, the two of them arrived at the Sorcerer Tribe's secret place, Hall of Pangu.
After Zhou Cheng entered, he found a blood pool in front of him. The blood in the blood pool seemed to be about to solidify.
The surging killing intent was like thousands of white warhorses marching together, charging over in a mighty manner!
"This must be the Pan Gu blood pool.”Zhou Cheng thought.
The Pan Gu blood pool was releasing the power of the Pan Gu bloodline. This calling from the bloodline made Zhou Chong recognize it.
The Pangu Blood Pool was formed by the blood in Pangu's heart after he transformed into the primordial world.
At this moment, besides Zhurong, the eleven Ancestors of Sorcery were sitting cross-legged around the blood pool.
From time to time, the eleven of them merged their spirit blood into the Pan Gu blood pool.
Every time a drop of blood essence was dripped, a red light would flash on the blood pool from time to time.
Huge bubbles emerged from the bottom of the blood pool.
The entire blood pool began to boil.
Then, tens of thousands of blood bubbles floated up from the bottom of the blood pool.
Then, a huge blood-red bubble appeared. Cracks appeared on the bubble, and a vast and majestic aura shrouded the entire Hall of Pangu.
"Roar!"
A deep roar came from the blood pool. Then, a pair of arms with tendons like dragons stretched out, and a tall man walked out.
As the giant blood-red bubble continued to condense, more and more figures walked out.
Each of them exuded a terrifying aura unique to the Sorcerer Tribe. The weakest of them had the cultivation base of an Earth Immortal.
And the one with the most majestic and terrifying aura was a Golden Immortal!
When one was born, their realms were different, and their aptitudes were different.
"Greetings, Ancestral Sorcerer!" Dozens of Sorcerer Tribesmen who had just transformed kneeled on the ground respectfully and looked at Emperor Jiang and the others.
Looking at the scene before him, Zhou Cheng knew that the Sorcerer Tribe was taking shape. When he first arrived at the Sorcerer Tribe's giant city, Zhou Cheng had already seen millions of Sorcerer Tribe members.
"So it's Brother Zhou Cheng. Hahaha!”When Emperor Jiang saw Zhou Cheng come in, he was also delighted.
The other Ancestors of Sorcery also smiled.
Just as Zhou Chengxiang and the others were exchanging pleasantries, a change occurred!
In the Pan Gu Blood Pool, the blood and Qi began to boil, gathering toward Zhou Cheng!
Zhou Cheng was also at a loss. He did not know what was going on at all, but he could sense that this majestic lifeblood power did not have any malicious intent.
Zhou Cheng relaxed and allowed the Vitality Force to gather on his body.
The entire Pan Gu blood pool continued to boil with a terrifying power!
Then, the entire Hall of Pangu began to shake violently!
"What's going on?"
"Could it be that the Father has appeared?"
"Why did the Father's blood flow towards Zhou Cheng?”
"I can sense that Zhou Chengzhi's Pangu bloodline is far purer than ours!”
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery looked at Zhou Cheng in shock. The sudden change made everyone confused.
Countless Voodoo Tribesmen outside the Hall of Pangu sensed the change and gathered around.
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