At this moment, the leading blood cocoon emitted traces of spatial fluctuations as it spoke with its mind.
"Senior, you can't devour us. We are the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery left behind by Father Pangu and transformed from our blood essence. We have the Merit of Creation. If you devour us, you will suffer the wrath of the heavens.”
Dipamkara burst into laughter and said,"" Heaven's punishment? Bullshit heaven's punishment! If I devour you and have the power of the Great God Pangu to create the world, even if I only have 20 - 30% of it, what can that sh * t heaven's punishment do to me? As long as I devote myself to cultivation, sooner or later, I will reach the level of the Great God Pangu. By then, I will be able to go anywhere in the world.”
Jiang Yu complained in his heart,'If you can easily obtain the cultivation of the Great God Pangu, there are so many mighty people in Untainted Land. How can a small Golden Immortal like you get a chance?'
At this time, the leader of the blood cocoons finally panicked. He didn't expect that the name of the Father would still be useless. The person in front of him still didn't buy the account of the Father. What should he do?
His spiritual will swept across the eleven brothers and sisters. They were all frightened by this Daoist, and the giant cocoon they were nurturing was trembling.
As if he had made up his mind, he said to Daoist Ran Deng,""Senior, if you want to devour, then devour me! Can you let go of my eleven younger brothers and sisters?”
When the other eleven people received the thoughts from the blood cocoon, they became anxious. The blood cocoons that were being nurtured also stopped trembling. They seemed to have made up their minds and sent out their thoughts.
"Senior, devour me and let the other siblings go…Devour me and let the other siblings go…”
One by one, they rushed to send their thoughts to Dipamkara, asking him to devour them. The entire Pangu Hall was in a mess, and it was almost a vegetable market.
Jiang Yu, who was hiding at the side, was also touched by the sibling relationship between the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
Dipamkara seemed to have been annoyed by the telepathic messages of the twelve people. Finally, he couldn't hold it in any longer. He let out a loud roar that spread throughout the small world of Hall Pangu.
" Shut up." The entire small world was shaking violently.
After Dipamkara roared, the small world became so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard. After a while, Dipamkara smiled sinisterly.
"You don't have to be impatient. There will be plenty of opportunities. One by one, I will be very gentle to you later.”
When the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery heard the sinister words, a chill rose from the entire blood cocoon. They were not fools. They understood immediately that the Taoist in front of them did not seem to want to let the twelve siblings go. He wanted to devour them together. The hearts of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery sank to the bottom.
Di Jianggang stirred up the turbid energy that he had absorbed and rushed forward, wanting to self-destruct to fight for a chance of survival for his younger brother and sister.
All of a sudden, a beam of blue light flew out of the foul air released from the small world. With a soft boom, a scream echoed throughout the small world of Hall of Pangu.
Dipamkara reached out and touched the back of his head. There was a trace of blood and a big bump. He turned around and saw nothing except for the foul air.
Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. His eyes rolled back, and his body fell to the ground. With a muffled sound, he fainted.
A stream of magic power quickly flew out and surged into the leading blood cocoon, quickly suppressing the violent explosion of turbid qi. The expanding blood cocoon quickly recovered to its original state.
Jiang Yu's figure appeared in front of the unconscious Dipamkara Daoist. He waved his magic power and invaded his body, sealing his six senses, magic power, and primordial spirit.
Thinking of all the things in the future, he used the Crossing Spirit Technique and quickly completed the purification. He threw it aside and turned to look at the twelve blood cocoons. It was Jiang Yu who used the Sea Calming Pearl to sneak attack Dipamkara.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were not fools. It was obvious that the person in front of them had saved them.
The twelve blood cocoons sent out twelve thoughts, expressing their gratitude to Jiang Yu! Thank you, senior, for saving my life!
It seemed that the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had discussed it before, and it was the Blood Cocoon who spoke.
"Thank you for your help, senior. Otherwise, I'm afraid we would have already returned to the Father's embrace.”
"The reason I was able to save you is partly because of god father, but the main reason is still the brotherhood between you. If it wasn't for your brotherhood that moved me, I wouldn't have acted.”
There was no need to say anything else. Everyone naturally understood.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were connected in their minds, and they were also overjoyed. If they did not unite as one, the consequences would have been unimaginable. They were even more resentful of Daoist Ran Deng, who was lying on the ground. They wished they could eat his flesh and drink his blood.
The twelve blood cocoons introduced themselves.
" I am the Ancestral Wizard of Space, Dijiang."
" Ancestral Wizard of Time: Candle Dragon."
" Ancestral Sorcerer of Gold: Rushou."
" Ancestor of Wood: Goumang."
" Grand Wizard of Water: Gonggong."
" Ancestral Wizard of Thunder: Qiang Liang."
" Ancestral Wizard of Fire: Zhurong."
" Ancestral Wizard of Lightning: Xi Zi "
" Ancestor of Wind: Tianhao."
" Grand Wizard of the Heavens: Shebi Corpse."
" Grand Wizard of Rain: Xuan Ming."
" Ancestral Sorcerer of Earth: Houtu."
Everyone introduced themselves in turn. As they were all in the state of a blood cocoon, they did not know their form.
Later generations said that the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were all monsters. Jiang Yu really wanted to see them, but he was not in a hurry. There was plenty of time in the future. The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were emitting different nomological auras.
When it came to Houtu, Jiang Yu looked at her in the bloody cocoon state, which made her feel uncomfortable. He wondered if this senior in front of him had any fetishes! If Jiang Yu heard Houtu's inner thoughts, he would definitely vomit blood.
Jiang Yu quickly came back to his senses and stopped paying attention to Houtu, thinking that this must be the Houtu who had transformed into the Six Paths of Reincarnation in the future! There was nothing different about it.
The small world of the Hall of Pangu was filled with foul air, and the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had nothing to entertain Jiang Yu. Jiang Yu stayed for a short while before bidding farewell to everyone. He dragged the unconscious Dipamkara Taoist out of the Hall of Pangu and walked toward the passage where they came from.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery originally wanted to kill Dipamkara Daoist, but Jiang Yu stopped them. Dipamkara Daoist was still of great use to him in the future, so he could not die yet.
He had to let the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery vent their anger and let Jiang Yu take him away. Only then did he see the battered and bruised Dipamkara Daoist.
After Jiang Yu walked out of the cave, the passage opened by the Burning Lamp behind him was swept by a divine light from the mountain and disappeared. Jiang Yu thought it was an illusion and walked over to pat the stone wall. It really disappeared.
What Jiang Yu didn't know was that this divine light was emitted by the Hall of Pangu. At the same time, the space where the Hall of Pangu was disappeared.
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