The Sorcerer Tribe's Ancestral Palace Proposes an Alliance!
Zhou Shan!
The Ancestral Land of the Sorcerer Tribe!
Pangu Palace!
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery sat on both sides.
The burly man who was sitting at the head of the hall was the leader of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, Emperor Jiang!
Emperor Jiang's expression was solemn. He glanced at the Ancestors of Sorcery sitting below and said in a low voice,
"I've gathered all my brothers and sisters in such a hurry.
I have something important to say."
"Big brother, did something happen just now?”
The human-headed and dragon-bodied Candle Dragon said.
He was the wisest among these carefree Ancestral Magi.
He immediately guessed Emperor Jiang's thoughts.
"Yes, indeed."
Emperor Jiang nodded and sighed.
"We don't cultivate our Essence Souls, so we can't speculate about the heavenly secrets.
However, I faintly feel that my mind is a little uneasy.
In recent days, the conflict between us and the yao has become more and more obvious.
Although we're the number one race in the Primordial World along with the Demon Race, we're still the strongest race in the Primordial World.
However, if he were to start a war with the demons in the future…
Both sides might suffer!
It would be bad if the other races took advantage of the situation.
There was also Demon Emperor Zhou Yuan.
If the Demon Race becomes stronger under his leadership, our Sorcerer Race will not have an easy time either.”
"F * ck the Myriad Races! F * ck that Demon Emperor!"
As soon as Emperor Jiang finished speaking, Zhurong, who had the worst temper, suddenly roared.
Houtu, who was sitting at the last seat, was shocked.
Her petite body trembled slightly.
Xuan Ming, who was sitting beside Houtu, immediately pointed at Zhurong and said angrily,
"What are you shouting for? Look at how scared our sister is!”
Although Zhurong had a bad temper, he dared to fight any Ancestral Sorcerer in the Ancestral Sorcerer Hall.
Only towards his two younger sisters, he was extremely gentle.
He scratched his head and said embarrassedly,
"Hehe, pay attention next time, pay attention next time.”
Then, she said in a very low voice,
"Those miscellaneous clans are all unranked characters.
We Ancestral Magi are formed from the blood essence of our father.
How could these clay chickens and pottery dogs compare to him?
As for the Shifter Emperor…
It's just a big golden bird."
Zhurong said as it stood up from its seat.
"Don't let me meet that big golden bird!
If I touch him, I'll definitely beat him up!”
" Huh??!"
As soon as Zhurong finished speaking.
Boom!
The Ancestors of Sorcery in the Hall of Pangu suddenly felt a gentle but powerful pressure descending from the sky!
There was also a faint heat within the pressure!
"Who is it?
How dare you cause trouble in the territory of the Sorcerer Tribe!”
Zhurong glared at him and rolled up its sleeves. It turned around and was about to rush out to fight the person.
However, before he could walk out, he was stopped by Houtu behind him.
"Brother, wait a moment.
Although this person had a powerful aura, his aura was gentle. He was probably deliberately restraining himself…
Perhaps he was born this way.
The newcomer should not have any ill intentions, but his strength was extremely strong!”
Hou Tu was meticulous. After noticing these details, she immediately analyzed them.
"Yes, my sister's words make sense."
Emperor Jiang, who had always been steady, nodded and said to Zhurong," Since the other party doesn't have any ill intentions, be honest. Don't keep thinking about fighting."”
After saying that, he looked at the other Ancestral Magi.
"You guys too, restrain yourselves.
Come, follow me outside!"
The Ancestors of Sorcery nodded and followed Emperor Jiang out of the Hall of Pangu.
He had just left.
He felt a wave of heat coming at him.
What followed was a burst of intense but not blinding golden light.
Under the golden light, a young man with a valiant appearance and an extremely domineering aura stood proudly between heaven and earth and said,
"Zhou Yuan of the Demon Race greets the Ancestors of Sorcery.”
"So handsome…"
When Houtu saw Zhou Yuan, she was moved for some reason.
He had clearly met him once in the Purple Cloud Palace, but he didn't expect that this time, he would find that this Monster Emperor had become more handsome.
The other Ancestors of Sorcery did not have Houtu's thoughts, so they hurriedly returned the greeting.
"Greetings, Emperor Lord!"
"Emperor, may I know why you have suddenly come to the ancestral land of our Sorcerer Tribe?”
As the head of the Ancestral Magi, Emperor Jiang asked first.
"There must be something important for me to meet with all the Ancestral Sorcerers.”
Zhou Yuan smiled, but his tone suddenly changed." This concerns the future of our Sorcerer and Demon Tribes!”
"Life and death!"
Emperor Jiang's pupils constricted.
"Since that's the case, please enter the hall and have a detailed discussion!”
This was because the Ancestral Hall of Pangu was formed from the heart of the Great God Pangu, and it could block all heavenly secrets.
The Ancestors of Sorcery never liked the feeling of being eavesdropped on when they spoke. Therefore, if they had something important to discuss, they would go to the Hall of Pangu.
Emperor Jiang made a gesture of "please".
"Please!"
Although Zhou Yuan was from the Demon Race, he was a guest here. Furthermore, the Cultivation Tribulation had yet to arrive and the Witchcraft Demon Race had yet to truly oppose each other. Thus, he did not need to be polite. He took a step forward and walked side by side with Emperor Jiang into the Ancestral Hall of Pangu!
The Ancestors of Sorcery followed closely behind.
Zhurong, who was walking in the middle, widened its eyes and looked at Zhou Yuan angrily. It thought to itself, How can a demon like you be worthy of entering my Pangu Ancestral Hall!
Xuan Ming, who was beside him, sensed Zhurong's anger and teased,
"Your eyes are so wide open.”
"Sister, you…"
Zhurong could only shake its head helplessly when Xuan Ming said that.
"I'm angry, but you're asking me if my eyes are dry?”
As the few of them spoke, they had already arrived at the ancestral hall.
The Ancestors of Sorcery sat down in order.
As the Monster Emperor, Zhou Yuan was also sitting at the head of the table, alongside Emperor Jiang!
"Alright, Shifter Emperor, don't keep me in suspense. My Sorcerer Clan has always liked to be straightforward.”
Emperor Jiang cupped his hands.
"Please speak your mind, Emperor Lord."
"Good!"
Zhou Yuan was not someone who liked to talk nonsense. After nodding slightly, he said,
"I came here to form an alliance with the Shamans!
Coexist with the world!"
"An alliance with the Sorcerer Tribe?"
"Coexist between heaven and earth?"
Zhou Yuan's words were like a clap of thunder that struck all the Ancestors of Sorcery present.
"You Demon Emperor!
What nonsense are you spouting!"
Zhurong suddenly slammed the table, and the square table made of black iron was directly smashed apart!
"Now that your strength has increased greatly, the demon race will naturally become stronger along with you!
Even though my Wu Clan and your Demon Clan are both giants of the prehistoric times, we are still the same.
But everyone knew.
You demons have a lot of people, but we witches have very few.
How could a mountain accommodate two tigers?
Now that the dispute had arisen, it would only become more intense in the future.
Only one of us can survive!
I see that you came here this time and said that you wanted to form an alliance with the Sorcerer Tribe.
In my opinion, he's just trying to stall for time so that your demon race can flourish!
In the future, it can easily devour us!
Let me tell you!
Dream on!
Even though we witches don't have primordial spirits, we are not brainless!
You big golden bird, don't think you're invincible!
How dare you come to our ancestral land and humiliate us in front of us!
I'm telling you, I'll be the first to disagree!”
As he listened to Zhurong's words, Zhou Yuan's expression gradually darkened.
He had heard that Zhurong had a bad temper previously. Seeing it today, it was true.
Zhou Yuan saw that none of the Ancestors of Sorcery in the hall spoke.
Their silence meant that they tacitly agreed with Zhurong's opinion.
'If I don't use some tricks, it seems like I won't be able to convince these Ancestral Magi.'
Zhou Yuan's gaze landed on Zhurong again.
'Since that's the case, I'll start with you.'
He said,
"I came here today to discuss the important matters of the two races.
I didn't expect that Grand Wizard Zhurong would fly into a rage before I could explain.
Thinking about it, if he wanted to continue this conversation, he had to get past the Grand Wizard Zhurong first.”
"Of course!"
Zhurong was straightforward and had long wanted to fight Zhou Yuan, so it agreed." As long as you can beat me, I'll listen to you!"”
"Good, good, good. Ancestral Magus Zhurong is indeed straightforward.”
Zhou Yuan's lips curled into a meaningful smile.
"Alright, it's a deal. Please!”
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