After accepting the three rewards, Xian Yi walked out of Mount Innerheart happily.
Whoosh!
Then, Xian Yi rode on the Connate Auspicious Cloud and rushed toward the valley where the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were.
Ten days later.
Xian Yi finally arrived at the nameless valley.
At this moment, the valley was still gloomy and gloomy. Lightning rumbled, and the innate world, water, fire, and wind raged wildly.
However, Xian Yi, who had reached the Perfected Golden Immortal realm, was not afraid of such an environment. He directly came to the valley.
In the valley, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were still sitting cross-legged and cultivating in seclusion.
However, the feeling these twelve people gave Xian Yi was vastly different from before.
"Apart from Emperor Jiang and the Candle Dragon, Zhurong, Gonggong, Goumang, She Bi Shi, and Qiang Liang have all reached the Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal realm!”
Xian Yi was slightly shocked.
Although he knew that this valley was the best place for cultivation for the Ancestors of Sorcery.
However, the benefits that he had brought to the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery this time had exceeded Xian Yi's expectations.
He had thought that it would be very difficult for the Ancestral Magus to advance. After all, they had cultivated for several eons before they could achieve such an achievement.
However, in just 300 years, another five Ancestors of Sorcery had broken through to the Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal realm.
A total of seven Ancestors of Sorcery had reached the Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal Realm. Such combat strength could shock the entire Untainted Land.
"Xianyi, you're here?"
At this moment, Grand Wizard Di Jiang was the first to sense Xian Yi's aura. He opened his eyes and said.
On the other side, the Candle Dragon, Zhurong, Gonggong, and the others also walked over when they heard Emperor Jiang's voice.
The other Ancestors of Sorcery also woke up from their closed-door cultivation.
"Xianyi, you!"
After carefully sizing up Xian Yi, Emperor Jiang was speechless.
"Oh my God, am I seeing things? Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal!"
The Candle Dragon seemed to have choked as well. He widened his eyes in disbelief.
"This, this, how do you cultivate? In just 300 years, he had advanced to the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm!”
Zhurong and Gonggong were dumbfounded.
They could sense from Xian Yi's aura that the current Xian Yi was actually already at the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm.
This was simply beyond their imagination.
Previously, Xian Yi was only at the mid-stage Primordial Immortal realm. In just 300 years, he had broken through to the late-stage Primordial Immortal realm, the peak Primordial Immortal realm, and the early-stage Zenith Heaven realm!
He had crossed four realms.
If this were to spread out, perhaps no one in the entire Primordial World would dare to believe it.
"Xianyi, your talent is too heaven-defying! I've never seen one in my life!"
Houtu and Xuan Ming also came to Xian Yi's side. Their beautiful eyes sized up Xian Yi. The shock in their eyes was as if they had seen a ghost.
In the past 300 years, the speed at which the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery advanced was unprecedented.
Three hundred years of cultivation was equivalent to hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation.
Moreover, five Ancestors of Sorcery had broken through one after another and reached the Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal realm.
The rest of the Ancestors of Sorcery had also reached the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm and vaguely grasped the threshold to enter the Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal Realm.
However, all of this was not worth mentioning compared to Xian Yi, who had crossed four levels in a row.
"Hehe, it's all luck!"
Xian Yi smiled embarrassedly and hurriedly explained.
"Your luck is simply heaven-defying!”
"Yeah, if we had your luck, we would have become Saints long ago!”
"Sigh, comparisons are really infuriating!”
Hearing Xian Yi's words, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery laughed at themselves.
"Alright, Xianyi, you're here. Next, we plan to return to the Sorcerer Tribe!”
Ancestral Magus Dijiang said after everyone laughed.
"What's wrong? You don't plan to continue your closed-door cultivation?"
Xian Yi was slightly puzzled.
This place was extremely beneficial to the cultivation of the Ancestors of Sorcery. Apart from the Ancestors of Sorcery who had already attained the Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal Realm, it was very suitable for the rest of the Ancestors of Sorcery to cultivate here.
"Xian Yi, I'm afraid you don't know, but we've received news from the Shaman Tribe that the Demon Tribe has been restless recently!”
The Candle Dragon's face darkened, and his words were filled with hatred for the Demon Race.
"That's right. During this period of time, the Demon Race has actually developed into the land of our Sorcerer Tribe. Moreover, they have wreaked havoc in our land!”
"That's why we plan to teach these wet eggs a lesson!”
The other Ancestors of Sorcery also said.
Seeing the expressions of the group of Ancestors of Sorcery, Xian Yi knew that the Sorcerer Tribe and the Demon Tribe were mortal enemies. They had an incomprehensible hatred.
Xian Yi had no intention of persuading the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
"Alright, in that case, let's return to the Sorcerer Tribe first! "After dealing with this group of demons, those of you who have not reached the Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal realm can continue to cultivate here!”
Xian Yi had already obtained the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Array. Now, he was only short of these twelve Ancestors of Sorcery to reach the Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal level.
"Yes, we think so too!”
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery nodded immediately upon hearing Xian Yi's words.
Then, Xian Yi looked at the remaining Three Light Holy Water in the pond.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had cultivated for 300 years, but the Three Light Holy Water had not even consumed half of it.
Now that the Fangzhang Immortal Island had appeared, the Three Light Holy Water naturally could not stay here.
Xian Yi took out the Great Dao Treasure Bottle and collected the remaining Three Light Divine Water. When the Ancestral Magi came to cultivate again next time, it would be enough to bring some over.
After doing all of this, Xian Yi brought the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery and stepped onto the Connate Auspicious Clouds, heading toward the land of the Sorcerer Tribe.
Two days later.
In the Hall of Pangu.
"Xing Tian, Chi You, how's the situation of our Wu Tribe this time?”
As soon as they returned to the Sorcerer Tribe, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery gathered the Senior Sorcerers of the tribes and asked about the situation.
"Ancestor of Sorcery, the Demon Tribe is no longer as scattered as before. Instead, they have joined forces and are constantly attacking the territory of the Sorcerer Tribe.”
Xing Tian said.
"We have already lost thirty percent of our land. If we don't counterattack, we will be in danger!”
Chi You also had a face full of hatred, and the huge axe behind him emitted a sharp killing intent.
"Ancestors of Sorcery, it's good that you're back. Before this, the strength of us Great Sorcerers and the Primordial Demons of the Demon Race was only about the same. We couldn't gain an advantage at all!”
Da Yi said.
Now, several Primordial Demons of the Demon Tribe had joined forces and joined Demon Emperor Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi, which made the Wu Tribe feel a little restrained.
"Hmph, a few little demons dare to be impudent in my Sorcerer Tribe! Even if Emperor Jun comes, we will take him down!”
Grand Wizard Dijiang slapped the chair beside him and snorted.
"Big brother, just tell us what we should do!”
Zhurong couldn't hold back its fiery temper and immediately said.
However, Emperor Jiang did not say anything. Instead, he turned his gaze to the Candle Dragon and then to Xian Yi.
Previously, the Candle Dragon was the one who made the decision among the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. Now, everyone felt that they should consult Xian Yi first.
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