At the thought of this, the Three Pure Ones 'expressions fluctuated, as if they were making a final struggle.
"The three of you!"
Seeing this scene, Xing Hao's eyes flashed and the corners of his mouth curled up."If you're sure you want to go, you have to speed up. Otherwise, if you're late, the so-called Saint Position will probably be snatched away.”
Hearing this, the Three Pure Ones 'pupils constricted.
If his Saint Position was snatched away, wouldn't he be unable to vindicate his Dao and become a Saint?
Thinking of this, the three of them no longer hesitated. After looking at each other, they looked at the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery and said,""Everyone, can you open the Hall of Pangu? It's time for the three of us to leave!”
"Good!"
Emperor Jiang and the other Ancestors of Sorcery nodded and didn't insist.
Since the Three Pure Ones wanted to get involved, they couldn't stop them. Otherwise, the two sides would probably fight to the death.
After exchanging a glance, Emperor Jiang opened the door of the side hall and looked at the Three Pure Ones."Fellow Daoists, no matter what your choice is, I hope you will remember that we are descendants of Pangu and cannot become pawns of others!”
Hearing this, the Three Pure Ones 'expressions jumped.
After replying, he immediately turned around and left in a hurry without hesitation.
"Hey!"
Seeing the Three Pure Ones leave, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery could not help but sigh.
They knew that after this, the Three Pure Ones had already walked down the path to the end, and there was no possibility of turning back.
At the thought of this, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery subconsciously looked at Xing Hao and said,"Xing Hao, was what you said before true?”
"It's absolutely true!"
Xing Hao nodded and said with a serious expression,"The Three Pure Ones have already gone. If nothing goes wrong, I'm afraid Hongjun's next target will be our Sorcerer Tribe, which is the Ancestral Sorcerers.”
"Us?"
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery raised their eyebrows and looked at each other. Then, they asked in confusion,"We've already made up our minds not to go to the Purple Cloud Palace. Can Hongjun force us?”
"Even if he's a Saint, our Sorcerer Tribe is not to be trifled with. It's absolutely impossible for him to scheme against us!”
Xing Hao shrugged.
If he hadn't told the story in advance, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery would have delivered themselves to him long ago.
However, in the current situation, it was useless for him to say anything more. After pondering for a moment, he said,"Ancestral Magi, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave first.”
Xing Hao had gained quite a lot this time, so he planned to go back and take stock of his gains.
Especially those 50,000 points. He had to use them on the edge of the blade to properly increase his strength.
After all, after Hongjun's sermon, the Way of Sage-to-be would be passed down. When the Sage-to-be appeared in Untainted Land, the dominant position of the Wu Tribe would be weakened to the greatest extent.
"No rush!"
However, before Xing Hao could leave, Di Jiang took the initiative to stop him."Let's go take a look at the Bell of Chaos first!"
"Xing Hao, since you can foresee the future, there are many things that the Shaman Tribe will need your help in making decisions in the future.”
After saying that, Emperor Jiang turned around and walked toward the main hall.
At this moment, Zhurong walked to Xing Hao's side and patted his shoulder. It grinned and said,"Xing Hao, you're not bad."
"I underestimated you before. Not only do you have such heaven-defying abilities, but your combat strength is also much stronger than Xing Tian and the others.”
"Thank you for your praise, Grand Wizard Zhurong!"
"I will definitely work hard to increase my combat strength and fight for our Sorcerer Tribe.”
……
As they spoke, the group of people arrived at the main hall.
Looking around, the shadow of the Pangu Axe had already become more solid. The Bell of Chaos was dim, and it seemed to have lost a lot of its source.
"Good! Good! Good!"
Seeing this scene, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery could not help but be overjoyed.
Emperor Jiang quickly walked to the shadow of the Pangu Axe, reached into it, and sensed it for a moment. Then, he opened his eyes and said,""It's a success!"
"Father, the Pangu Axe has successfully condensed the Bell of Chaos. We can refine and control it with our blood essence, and its power will not be inferior to that of cultivators.”
What the hell!
Ancestral Magi could refine the Bell of Chaos!
Xing Hao's pupils constricted, and he was extremely shocked.
At the same time, he finally understood why Houtu was so excited after he revealed the Bell of Chaos, and why the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery would seize the Bell of Chaos at all costs.
It was because of the shadow of the Pangu Axe that the Ancestor of Sorcery could control a Connate Supreme Treasure like the Bell of Chaos. Once it was refined by it, then…
"That's great!"
"If that's the case, then our Sorcerer Tribe's combat strength will increase again!”
"Now that the Bell of Chaos is back, we still lack the Pangu Banner and the Taiji Diagram. As long as we find the two items in the future and return them to their original positions, not only will we be able to control the two Connate cardinal treasures again, but we can even cultivate the second Pangu Axe.”
“……”
On the contrary, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were extremely excited at the moment. They cheered and jumped for joy, each of them as happy as children.
After a long while, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery finally quieted down. They looked at each other and focused their eyes on Xing Hao."Xing Hao, who do you think is the best among us to refine the Bell of Chaos?”
F * ck!
You asked me! How would I know!
Xing Hao opened his mouth and felt a headache coming on. The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had actually entrusted him with such decision-making. Although it was a form of trust, it also offended him.
There was only one Bell of Chaos, but there were twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. Who would not want to refine this Connate Cardinal treasure to strengthen themselves?
"Ancestors of Sorcery!"
Xing Hao instinctively wanted to reject him.
"Xing Hao!"
The Candle Dragon seemed to have seen through his plan and spoke first,"There's no need to hide it. The twelve of us are of one heart and we won't mind anything.”
"Furthermore, the Bell of Chaos indeed requires a suitable person to refine it in order to greatly increase the combat strength of our Sorcerer Tribe. We must not lose it.”
"You also said before that Hongjun's preaching was a conspiracy. Our Sorcerer Tribe must grasp the power to resist him. Otherwise, it will be difficult to match that Saint.”
Xing Hao fell silent.
Just as the Candle Dragon had said, he could not refuse this matter. Increasing the combat strength of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery would increase the chances of the Sorcerer Tribe changing their fate.
Xing Hao immediately said,"In my opinion, the best candidates to refine the Bell of Chaos are Ancestral Wizard Dijiang and Ancestral Wizard Candle Dragon!”
"One of the two Ancestors of Sorcery has mastered the Law of Space, and the other has mastered the Law of Time. Once you have the Bell of Chaos, your combat strength will increase infinitely.”
"Space is king, and time is king. The nomological divine arts of the two Ancestors of Sorcery, combined with the Bell of Chaos 'ability to suppress the heavens and the nomological laws of sound, can completely unleash their ultimate abilities.”
Houtu and the other Ancestors of Sorcery immediately looked at Emperor Jiang and Candle Dragon.
Although they were a little disappointed, they had no intention of fighting for it, especially Zhurong. At this moment, it said anxiously,"Big brother, second brother, who will refine it?”
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