In the Hall of Pangu.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery stood in front of Xian Yi like a student who had made a mistake and met his teacher.
"Xianyi, we failed again.”
Grand Wizard Dijiang's face was downcast.
"Xian Yi, I didn't expect that Kun Peng to appear again and save Eastern Emperor Taiyi!”
The Candle Dragon's face turned red.
"That's right. If it weren't for that damned bird Kun Peng, we would have been able to take back the Bell of Chaos this time!”
Zhurong also complained.
"I know all of this."
Xian Yi waved his hand. It had already been ten years, what was the use of talking about this now?
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had been killing for ten years in order to avoid him.
After all, they had failed again this time. They really did not have the face to face Xian Yi.
"Xianyi, what should we do next?”
The Candle Dragon raised his head and looked at Xian Yi.
"That's right, Xian Yi. Donghuang Taiyi always manages to escape. Does that mean we don't have a chance to take back the Bell of Chaos?”
Ancestral Magus Dijiang hurriedly asked.
The other Ancestors of Sorcery also turned their gazes to Xian Yi, waiting for his answer.
Right now, in everyone's hearts, Xian Yi was their backbone.
"You may have one last chance.”
Xian Yi said indifferently.
Hearing Xian Yi's words, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery's eyes lit up.
"Do we really have a chance?"
"That's…that's great! Xianyi, when was it?"
"Xian Yi, quickly tell us, I can't wait any longer!”
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery asked one after another.
"During Hongjun's second Dao lecture!"
Xian Yi said calmly.
Next, he explained to the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
Hongjun's second sermon was on the Way of Sage-to-be. After this, Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi and the others could all break through to the Sage-to-be Realm.
At that time, it would be impossible to snatch Donghuang Taiyi's Bell of Chaos.
Unless…one of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery could become a Saint.
However, becoming a Saint was extremely difficult. Not to mention the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, even Xian Yi himself did not know when he would be able to do it.
Therefore, Hongjun's second Dao lecture was his last chance.
Hearing Xian Yi's words, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery nodded and understood.
"Then…Xianyi, what should we do?”
Grand Wizard Dijiang asked again.
"That's right, we've already missed two chances. This is the last chance, we can't let anything go wrong!”
the Candle Dragon said.
"Xian Yi, we will listen to you, we will do whatever you say, we only wish to take back god father's Chaos Bell!”
"Right, Xianyi, we will listen to you!”
"Xian Yi, tell me, how can we ensure that we grab this last chance?”
The other Ancestral Magi hurriedly asked Xian Yi.
"Ancestors of Sorcery, only seven of you have reached the Sage-to-be Realm. I need all of you to reach the Sage-to-be Realm!”
Xian Yi said.
Of the twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, the remaining five were still at the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm.
However, he was not far from the last step and reaching the Quasi-Sage Realm.
"But can I take back the Bell of Chaos after reaching the Quasi-Sage Realm?”
Grand Wizard Dijiang was still a little worried.
After all, seven of them had reached the Quasi-Saint Realm this time, but they still failed.
"The Quasi-Sage is only the first step. I still have the second step, but it can only be carried out when all of you have reached the Quasi-Sage Realm!”
Xian Yi continued.
The second step was the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation, but before all the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery became Sage-to-be, it was useless to talk about it.
Furthermore, Xian Yi was still worried about one thing. After Donghuang Taiyi went into hiding, he might be able to comprehend the Heavenly Cycle Stars Formation.
Of course, the level of the Heavenly Cycle Stars Formation was the same as the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation. It was not that easy to comprehend it.
After all, Eastern Emperor Taiyi did not have any system rewards.
If he had to rely on his own comprehension, he might not be able to comprehend everything without tens of thousands of years.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery nodded in agreement after hearing Xian Yi's words.
Next, they all went to Fangzhang Immortal Island to continue cultivating.
The Thunder Valley on the Fangzhang Immortal Island was extremely useful for the cultivation of the Ancestral Magi.
Xian Yi distributed some Three Light Holy Water to the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery so that they could use it to repair their bodies and speed up their cultivation.
Especially the five Ancestors of Sorcery who had yet to reach the Quasi-Sage Realm. Xian Yi had given them a lot of Three Light Holy Water.
Currently, Xian Yi had tens of thousands of cubic meters of Three Light Holy Water. Even if the Sorcerer Tribe's men had used up some of it, it was just a drop in the ocean.
Three months later.
Xian Yi sent the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery to the Thunder Valley before he headed to Fangzhang Immortal Island's Mount Innerheart.
That was where Xian Yi cultivated.
After entering Mount Innerheart, Xian Yi focused on his cultivation.
For a time, the entire Primordial Land entered a period of peace.
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, 500 years had passed.
In the past five hundred years, there were almost no major conflicts between the Sorcerer Tribe and the Demon Tribe, except for some small battles.
On Fangzhang Immortal Island.
In Thunder Valley.
"Hahaha, I, She Bi Shi, have also reached the Quasi-Sage Realm!”
After hundreds of years of cultivation, the Shebi Shi had finally taken the final step and reached the Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal (Quasi-Sage) Realm.
"Congratulations, She Bi Shi, you are the last one among us to break through!”
Xuan Ming and Houtu walked over and congratulated the She Bi Corpse.
"She Bi Shi, we've waited for you for hundreds of years. You have to work harder next time!”
Qiang Liang also walked over and patted the She Bi Shi's shoulder.
She Bi Shi blushed. The joy of breaking through to the Quasi-Sage Realm was gone.
After 500 years, he watched his companions break through one after another. Among the last five, he was the only one who had not broken through.
He finally worked hard and broke through in the 500th year.
At this moment, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery gathered together, each of them emitting an extremely powerful aura.
Especially Emperor Jiang. He had broken through to the Quasi-Sage Realm long ago and had made a lot of progress in the middle stage of the Quasi-Sage Realm.
If he had another thousand years, Emperor Jiang would probably be able to break through to the middle stage of the Sage-to-be Realm.
Of course, this was under the condition that he had enough Three Light Holy Water.
After all, the lightning, innate heaven and earth, water, fire, and wind here were too useful for the cultivation of the Ancestral Magi.
"Last time, Xian Yi told me to inform him when all twelve of us reach the Quasi-Sage Realm!”
The Candle Dragon said to the crowd.
Previously, Xian Yi had left behind a token for them. Once everyone finished cultivating, he would inform them to come over.
However, Xian Yi had never expected that he would wait for 500 years before all 12 Ancestors of Sorcery reached the Sage-to-be Realm.
After that, the Candle Dragon crushed the token in his hand and everyone waited for Xian Yi's arrival in the Thunder Valley.
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