The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery felt the strong pressure of Pangu on Zhou Cheng's body. Their expressions changed, and they looked incredulous.
All the Shamans outside the Hall of Pangu could feel the sensation coming from their bloodlines. Immediately, tens of millions of Shamans knelt on the ground and called out," Father!"
"Zhou Cheng…Martial Uncle." Emperor Jiang thought for a long time and didn't know how to address Zhou Cheng.
Originally, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery addressed Zhou Cheng as Brother Zhou.
However, Zhou Cheng had clearly inherited the Pangu bloodline and was a true inheritance.
Then, he recalled that Zhou Cheng had once said that he was born in the Chaos Era and called him Big Brother Pangu.
Logically speaking, it was not too much for them to call Pangu their father and god, and Zhou Cheng their martial uncle.
It was not that they were unwilling, but they had a strange feeling.
However, after thinking for a long time, out of respect for Father Pangu, he still called him Uncle-Master.
Zhou Cheng looked at everyone and smiled faintly."Brothers, there's no need to be so formal. Although I have inherited the Pangu bloodline, we'll talk about our own matters.”
But unexpectedly, everyone insisted on calling Zhou Cheng Martial Uncle out of respect for Pangu.
In the hearts of the Shamans, no one had a higher status than Pangu. Now that Zhou Cheng had completely inherited Pangu's bloodline, to them, Zhou Cheng could already represent Pangu to a certain extent.
Zhou Cheng was troubled, but there was nothing he could do about it. Once the Sorcerer Tribe became serious, no one could stop them.
"You said that I've been in seclusion for two thousand years?”Zhou Cheng had just woken up when he heard Emperor Jiang exclaim 2,000 years, so he asked.
Houtu nodded." That's right, Martial Uncle. It's been two thousand years."”
Zhou Cheng understood. However, 2,000 years was not a long time for everyone. The Untainted Land did not remember years. It was easy to count the time of several Yuanhui. Everyone did not have much of a concept of a thousand years.
"What happened in the past two thousand years?" Zhou Cheng asked.”
"Nothing happened!" Zhurong laughed loudly.”
Emperor Jiang slapped Zhurong's head and said,"Dozens of people broke through to the Quasi-Sage realm, and you still say nothing happened?”
Zhurong touched its head aggrievedly and whispered,"I feel fine…"
"You still dare to say it?" Emperor Jiang glared.
Zhurong was so scared that it shrank its neck back, afraid that Emperor Jiang would teach it a lesson again.
Zhou Cheng saw Zhurong's aggrieved look.
" Alright, alright." He couldn't help but shake his head and smile." Emperor Jiang, tell me what happened in the past 2,000 years."”
"Let me say it," said Houtu with a smile.”
" In fact, nothing major has happened in the past two thousand years. The main thing is that many people in the Zixiao Palace have entrusted their Spiritual Treasures to behead the Three Separations. Many of them have become Sages. There are more than dozens of Sage-to-be in Untainted Land now, and some are still breaking through.”
" In addition, the friction between the Sorcerer Tribe and the Demon Tribe has increased. In the past two thousand years, many of the Sorcerer Tribe's disciples have died. However, the members of the demon race were not having it easy either! In general, our Sorcerer Tribe still has the upper hand! It's a pity that the vengeful souls of our Sorcerer Tribe have nowhere to go. Sigh!”
"Right, the Demi-humans have recently been in frequent conflict with the Zifu Disciples, and there are quite a few conflicts.”
Zhou Cheng knew, and it was almost as he had expected.
The effect of Hongjun's second Dao lecture gradually fermented.
Everyone had grasped the Quasi-Sage Path and began to break through one by one. In the future, there would be more and more Quasi-Sages.
It was only during the great war between the Lich and the Demon Tribe that Quasi-Sages and Zenith Heaven were everywhere.
Moreover, the conflict between the Lich and Demon Tribes intensified as they fought.
As for the conflict between the Zifu Disciples and the demons, it was also within Zhou Cheng's expectations.
After all, it was common knowledge that the Demon Tribe represented by the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Emperor Jun wanted to dominate the Heart of the Untainted Land.
And the Purple Mansion established by Prince of the East was the first male immortal in the world appointed by Hongjun.
If the Demon Race wanted to dominate the Untainted Land, the Purple Mansion was the first threshold. It was normal for friction to occur.
However, Zhou Cheng knew that Zifu was an idiot who could not be helped up.
Dongwang Gong was even more of an idiot among idiots.
Although the Purple Mansion looked powerful and was appointed by Hongjun, it was just a plate of loose sand.
Prince of the East had been abusing his power in Untainted Land all these years because of the title conferred by Hongjun. He was afraid of the strong and had made Untainted Land resentful. He had long been alienated.
The Demon Tribe was also integrating at this time, although Zhou Cheng despised Donghuang Taiyi and Emperor Jun.
However, it had to be said that these two did have the talent of emperors. They had united the demon race into a rope that was far from what that idiot, Prince of the East, could compare to.
And the truth was indeed as Zhou Cheng had expected.
After Donghuang and Emperor Jun broke through to the Sage-to-be Realm, they felt that their strength had increased by more than ten times. During this period, they had been recruiting soldiers and horses, wantonly recruiting the gods of Untainted Land. In just a thousand years, they had developed into the largest tribe in Untainted Land, collectively known as the Demon Tribe.
At this moment, in the Sun Star.
Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi sat on the ground.
Below them were dozens of Sage-to-be experts. Many of the ten famous demon gods of the demon race were also seated among the crowd.
Then, hundreds of Perfected Golden Immortals followed.
Further behind were hundreds of thousands of Primordial Immortals.
Outside, there were millions of demon soldiers and demon generals.
Emperor Jun sat high above and opened his closed eyes. A cold light flashed across his eyes as he said,"" Master Hongjun named Duke of the East as the leader of the male immortals in the world because he wanted him to manage Untainted Land and let the living beings in the world operate normally. However, he wanted to dominate Untainted Land and distort Master's will, causing chaos and misery in Untainted Land.”
Donghuang Taiyi sat beside Dijun and said,""Of course, the Eastern Prince has been perverse, and the people of the Untainted Land have been plunged into misery. We must enforce justice on behalf of the heavens and return the Untainted Land to a bright and peaceful world.”
Bai Ze said,"It's just that the Purple Mansion is too powerful now. I'm afraid it won't be easy to compete."”
Yingzhao smiled disdainfully." The Purple Mansion looks powerful, but they are actually divided. They are just a plate of loose sand. When it comes to the critical moment, no one dares to fight."”
Yingzhao's words received the approval of many demons present.
In recent years, they had had occasional conflicts with the Zifu Disciples.
The demi-humans had all discovered that there were quite a few Zifu Disciples, but unfortunately, they were too weak. The Zifu Disciples all had their own schemes, and were nothing to worry about.
Even now, there were more Perfected Golden Immortals in the Purple Prefecture than the demons, and there were countless Primordial Immortals.
However, all of the demi-humans were confident that they could defeat the Zifu Disciples.
Emperor Jun pressed down with both hands, and the voices below gradually became softer and quieter.
Emperor Jun nodded with satisfaction." It's time for the Demon Tribe to dominate Untainted Land. I declare war on the Purple Mansion today!" The demons will definitely win!"
Immediately, the millions of demons below responded at the same time.
"The demons will definitely win!"
"The demons will definitely win!"
……
Millions of living beings shouted, causing the world to change color. Their voices gathered together, sometimes turning into thousands of troops, sometimes turning into rolling rivers, spreading between the world and echoing for a long time.
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