Looking at the Ancestral Magi accepting the Inheritance Stones one after another, Chu Jiang spoke again,"I'm planning to go into seclusion to cultivate this time. I have a feeling that the suppression of the Heavenly Dao will disappear soon. At that time, we have to seize the opportunity and break through to the Quasi-Sage Realm as soon as possible.”
Except for Chu Jiang and Emperor Jiang, the rest of the Ancestors of Sorcery were only at the late-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm. Even though their combat strength was outstanding, if they continued to be sloppy and wait for Hongjun to become a Sage and the suppression of the Heavenly Dao to dissipate, they would miss the great opportunity to break through to the Sage-to-be Realm and would be half a step behind.
"Yes, we will pay attention.”
Unknowingly, among the Ancestors of Sorcery, Chu Jiang's authority was no less than Emperor Jiang's. This was all brought about by his cultivation. If it was before he was born, Chu Jiang's words would definitely not be as convincing as they were now.
"By the way, Thirteenth Brother, I know that you don't want to manage the tribe, but you should at least give birth to some Senior Magi. After all, as the most respected Ancestor of Magi, when the Sorcerer Tribe rises in the future, you'll have people under you.”
Chu Jiang was silent for a moment before he nodded slightly."Okay."”
This time, Chu Jiang didn't refuse like before, because Emperor Jiang's words were not without reason. If the Sorcerer Tribe grew stronger in the future, Chu Jiang would definitely pay attention to it. At least, it would be good to have a Senior Sorcerer as his spokesperson.
"Alright, you guys go back and settle your matters first. Pass Thirteenth Brother's martial arts to the Sorcerer Tribe's children.”
"Then we will leave first.”
Under such circumstances, they naturally had to deal with matters. Including Emperor Jiang, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery returned to their respective tribes and began to pass on the martial arts inheritance to the children of the Sorcerer Tribe.
In the end, Chu Jiang was the only one left in the huge Pangu Divine Hall.
"Since I have nothing else to do, I should give birth to a Senior Magus first.”
Chu Jiang shook his head slightly, then went straight to the blood pool of the Pangu Divine Hall. As the foundation of the Sorcerer Tribe, there were naturally layers of restrictions at the location of the blood pool. These were all set up by the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery with their own laws.
Other than the thirteen of them, no one else could enter this place.
The birth of a Senior Magus was different from that of an ordinary Magus. This required the blood essence of an Ancestral Magus. Even the Ancestral Magi with a strong physical body did not have many blood essences. Only ten drops of blood essence would be produced in the heart, and each drop contained a terrifying amount of Essence Qi.
Every drop of blood essence lost would take at least tens of thousands of years to recover. This was also the reason why the Sorcerer Tribe would wantonly harvest Spiritual Herbs and hunt demonic beasts.
Only spirit herbs and the flesh of demon beasts could make up for the loss of blood essence at the fastest speed. Even if there were enough resources, it would take a thousand years to produce a drop of blood essence.
Arriving at the blood pool, Chu Jiang forced out a drop of blood essence. His face couldn't help but turn pale. Without hesitation, he threw the drop of blood essence into the blood pool.
The blood of the Ancestor of Sorcery and the blood born from Pangu's heart were of the same origin. When the blood essence fell into it, endless blood wrapped around Chu Jiang's blood essence, forming a huge cocoon.
The meat cocoon seemed to have a life of its own. With every beat, the meat cocoon would grow a little. From the size of an egg at the beginning, it slowly grew to the size of a fist.
"It takes a thousand years to give birth to a Senior Magus.”
Senior Magi were second only to the Ancestors of Sorcery. At the same time, like the bodies of the Ancestors of Sorcery, they were not born with the appearance of an ordinary Sorcerer, but with the body of a Senior Magus. They were born with the talent of bloodline. At the same time, the growth of a Senior Magus far exceeded that of an ordinary Sorcerer.
Chu Jiang naturally wouldn't wait here while the Senior Magus was being nurtured. Instead, he returned to his residence and sat down cross-legged.
"I have the innate Fusang tree. It's best to cultivate the Nine Yang Divine Technique to the Perfected Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm first.”
Martial arts could not only be improved by adding points. One could also comprehend it on their own. Although it was difficult, one could control one's own strength more directly. Moreover, one could comprehend and break through on their own, and one would be more proficient in the use of martial arts.
Therefore, even if Chu Jiang could directly find spiritual items to add points, he would not give up on comprehending his own cultivation technique.
Moreover, it was no longer easy to find spiritual objects in Buzhou Mountain. With the innate spiritual root of the Fusang Tree, Chu Jiang would not be slow even if he cultivated by himself.
"Bear!"
When the Fusang Tree was taken out, the dense essence of the sun instantly filled the entire cave abode. Fortunately, this Pangu Divine Palace was transformed from Pangu's head. If it was an ordinary cave abode, it would probably turn into a pile of dust the moment the Fusang Tree was taken out.
When the Fusang Tree was taken out, Chu Jiang immediately activated the Nine Yang Divine Technique. He devoured the essence of the sun that was everywhere and pushed the progress of the Nine Yang Divine Technique. At the same time, his Primordial Spirit did not stop and began to deduce the follow-up techniques of the Nine Yang Divine Technique.
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