Primordial God of Archery Hou Yi
8 Rebutting the Ancestor of Sorcery is a disgrace to the Sorcerer Tribe.

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Puff! After Hou Yi fell to the ground, he spat out a mouthful of blood essence and began to wither. He looked at the remaining Ancestors of Sorcery, other than Houtu, who was worried about him, as if it was a matter of course.

Hou Yi was furious, and the flames in his heart burned!

Originally, in the future, he was very disgusted with this custom!

In addition, he was already injured, so Zhurong was bullying the weak…Hou Yi said angrily,

"We were born free, who dares to be high and mighty?

The Wu Clan was born to fight the heavens and the earth, worshipping only Father Pangu. What right do you have to let me go?

You are the Ancestors of Sorcery, the ancestors of the Sorcerer Tribe! However, you are only formed from the blood essence of God Father, and we Senior Magi are also formed from the blood essence of God Father. Why should I poison you?

I'm not a Senior Magus born from your blood essence, I was born from the blood essence of my father. I think I should do this voluntarily.

" If I don't want to bow down, it's not considered disobedience. You say that you're my elders, but in reality, your status is more authentic and purer than mine. You were born a few years earlier than me, so what right do you have to oppress me?”

After Hou Yi finished speaking angrily, the anger in his heart rose. A belief that he did not bow to heaven and earth supported him to stand up again.

"You, you bastard, how dare you say such disgraceful words? Are you trying to kill yourself off from the Shaman Tribe?

We Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery are the leaders of the Sorcerer Tribe. Even if you are a Connate Great Sorcerer, you are still our subordinate. We should bow to you when we see you. This is just respect for the elders.”

Upon hearing Hou Yi's theory, Grand Wizard Dijiang was stunned.

Although Hou Yi was right, as the clan leader, he had no choice but to step forward.

Moreover, the Untainted Land had always respected strength. The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were more powerful than the Senior Sorcerers, so they could certainly be called Ancestors of Sorcery and accepted the worship of the Wu Tribe.

Hou Yi calmed himself down when he heard Grand Wizard Dijiang's question. Only then did he slowly say,"Grand Wizard Dijiang is too serious.

Hou Yi didn't have the guts to say that he wanted to end the Sorcerer Tribe.

Hou Yi was formed from the blood essence of god father. He was a witch of the witch race when he was alive. When he died, he was the soul of the witch race, returning to the embrace of god father.

I won't kill myself or betray the Sorcerer Tribe. No one has the right to kick me out of the Sorcerer Tribe.”

What did he mean?

No one else had the right to kick him out of the witch race. Was he beating around the bush and saying that he had no right to kick him out of the race?

Emperor Jiang was furious. The remaining Ancestors of Sorcery, other than Houtu, were all furious. They wanted nothing more than to press Hou Yi to the ground and beat him up. However, they knew that in Hou Yi's condition, even if he released his aura, Hou Yi could still die.

Although the Eleven Ancestors of Sorcery were furious, they didn't dare to release their auras or beat Hou Yi up.

If he were to kill him, how was he going to answer to the Sorcerer Tribe? Moreover, there was a worried Houtu standing at the side.

"Humph! Now that you don't have the innate turbid qi in your body, can you still be called a witch?”

Right at this moment, Gong Gong said with his stinky mouth.

Hearing Gonggong say that he was not worthy of being called a shaman, Hou Yi's heart skipped a beat.

That's right! Without the innate turbid qi in his body, was he still worthy of being called a witch?

Hou Yi's heart turned cold, then it turned into anger!

"You're right. I, Hou Yi, am not worthy of being called a shaman!

I've long seen through you. You've always looked down on me.

Ever since I was born, you have always looked down on me. Do you think I don't know?

If it wasn't for the Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu taking me in when the tribes were divided, would you all have planned to let me fend for myself?

Haha! Now that I don't have the innate turbid qi, I'm not worthy of being called a witch. Has your wish been fulfilled?

Alright, I'll go, I'll leave the Sorcerer Tribe…"

Hou Yi roared angrily! When he reached the entrance of the Hall of Pangu, he turned around and shouted again with bloodshot eyes," You can kick me out of the Sorcerer Tribe, but I, Hou Yi, still have the Father's blood flowing in my body. I'm still the Father's child.

Oh right, there was one more thing. Ancestral Magus Dijiang's life-saving grace today was unforgettable. Hou Yi would repay it even if he had to sacrifice his life in the future.”

After saying that, Hou Yi turned around and walked out of Hall of Pangu. At that moment, Houtu shouted from inside the hall," Hou Yi, come back! Why is your temper so stubborn? You're even more fiery than Zhurong!"”

After saying that, he wanted to chase after Hou Yi. At that moment, Emperor Jiang looked at Hou Yi's back with a complicated expression and said," From now on, there will be no Hou Yi of the Sorcerer Tribe. There will only be Hou Yi of Pangu's bloodline. Houtu, come back!”

When Houtu saw her big brother stop her, she anxiously shouted,"Big brother!"”

Houtu stomped her feet angrily and turned around to return to the inner point.

However, what she did not see was that when Hou Yi heard Hou Tu's shout, his shoulders trembled and he almost turned around!

After hearing Emperor Jiang's words, Hou Yi clenched his fists, and his eyes turned bloodshot. Disregarding his injuries, he cast the Earth Shrinking Technique and quickly disappeared.

The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had different feelings as they watched Hou Yi leave. However, they had one thing in common, and that was that they felt a little sad.

They thought to themselves, were we really wrong?

Emperor Jiang looked at the wide open door of the Hall of Pangu and thought, Let's go, let's go, it's good that we're gone!

A hundred thousand years later, the Witches and Demons will fight again, and the Sorcerer Tribe will be in danger of being exterminated. If you leave, it can be considered as leaving behind the bloodline inheritance of your father, right?

As the Ancestor of Time and the Sage of the Sorcerer Tribe, the Candle Dragon took a deep look at Emperor Jiang as if he understood what Emperor Jiang meant.

Hou Yi had left, but his words and his situation had spread throughout the Sorcerer Tribe.

Hou Yi was crippled. His innate turbid Qi was gone, his meridians were broken, and his body was on the verge of shattering. Such a piece of trash actually dared to contradict the Ancestor of Sorcery.

When Emperor Jiang heard this, he smiled and shook his head. Even if a Half-Step Ancestral Sorcerer was crippled, he still had the bloodline of God Father! They were also much stronger than Primordial Immortals.

In the Candle Dragon Tribe, a burly man wielding a ax deeply admired Hou Yi's courage after hearing the rumors in the tribe.

However, this burly man was still a little disdainful.

Seeing the clansmen discussing animatedly, he stopped them.

Hou Yi was right. We Connate Magi were born from the blood essence of our father, just like the Ancestral Magi.

Hou Yi had said it well. As all living beings in the world, who would dare to be high and mighty? There is indeed no need for us Xiantian Grand Wizards to worship the Ancestor of Sorcery.

However, there is one thing that we must respect. The Ancestor of Sorcery is the leader of the Sorcerer Tribe!

I, Xing Tian, have no shame in rebuking the Ancestor of Sorcery and abandoning the Sorcerer Tribe!

At this time when the shamans and demons are opposing each other, Hou Yi abandoned the Sorcerer Tribe and left. This is treason. You don't have to discuss it, and don't mention it again. He's a disgrace to our Sorcerer Tribe…"

The shamans discussed animatedly. Hou Yi, who had left the shamans, was in a low mood.

Hou Yi, who was in a bad mood, headed straight for Mount Buzhou and arrived at an uninhabited valley. He thought to himself,'I want to recreate the Furnace of Primordial Fortune…'

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