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Five hundred years of searching!
Five hundred years of searching.
He had finally found the Hall of Pangu, the birthplace of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
In the past five hundred years, he had used Fuxi and Nuwa to mobilize the secluded cultivators in Mount Buzhou to search for places with dense Evil Qi.
It was all to find the Hall of Pangu, which had given birth to the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery in the Primordial World.
After all, he had left Penglai and entered the Wilderness.
Finding the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery and obtaining Pangu's inheritance was his most fundamental goal.
If they couldn't even find the Hall of Pangu…
Then wouldn't his goal become a joke?
"Everyone, stay behind. Brightmoon, Huxiao, Fuxi, Nuwa, follow me!”
After that, Huang Tian did not delay any longer. After saying that, he called out to the four people closest to him and tore apart the defensive array formed by the innate fiendish Qi. Then, he walked towards the Hall of Pangu.
Mount Buzhou was formed by Pangu's spine.
As for the Hall of Pangu, it was formed by Pangu's heart.
As for the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, they were naturally born from the blood of Pangu's heart.
Therefore, the place where the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were born was in the Hall of Pangu.
Therefore, when Huang Tian walked into the Hall of Pangu, the intimacy that originated from the depths of his bloodline was naturally born.
"Something seems to have come in? What should we do?"
"Damn it, this is the land formed by god father's heart. Which bastard dares to barge in here? Do you want to die?"
"If you don't want to live, what the f * ck? You melon-skinned Zhurong, lower your voice. Perhaps those damn bastards won't even notice us!”
"Yes, Brother Emperor Jiang is right. Zhurong, shut up. Let's keep quiet and pretend that we don't know anything. We are devil gods formed from the blood of god father's heart. We are born with the same aura as this Hall of Pangu. As long as we don't make a sound, it's impossible for anyone to discover our existence. Even if those bastards found this place, it would be a waste of time. After all, the Hall of Pangu, which was formed by the Father's heart, could not give birth to any treasures! As long as we can avoid this calamity, we will naturally be able to get back at them after we transform in the future!”
"Yes, we'll do as brother Candle Dragon says. As long as we don't make a sound, they definitely won't be able to discover us!”
"But, but they are already walking towards us. What should he do? Could it be that you guys were talking too loudly just now and were discovered by them?”
"Sister Xuan Ming, don't worry. Just now, our big brothers had already lowered their voices. They are just some mediocre innate demon gods, they definitely can't hear us. Don't worry, from now on, we just need to maintain our silence!”
He brought Tushan Mingyue, Hu Xiao, Fuxi, and Nuwa into the Hall of Pangu.
Huang Tiandu hadn't even had the time to look for it.
A thunderous voice rang out in their ears.
Then, black lines appeared on Emperor Sky's forehead one after another.
"Brother Huangtian, these silly little guys can't be your younger brothers and sisters, right?”
Over the past five hundred years, whether it was Nuwa, Fuxi, Tushan Mingyue, or Tiger Roar, they had all been killed.
His relationship with Emperor Sky had taken a qualitative leap.
If 500 years ago, they chose to submit to Yellow Heaven and serve Emperor Heaven as their master, they were like meat on a chopping board. In order to save their lives, they had no choice but to do so.
Now, they were truly convinced and acknowledged Emperor Sky's status from the bottom of their hearts.
During the 500 years of searching, Emperor Sky did not hide his true motive from them.
He was looking for a place with dense fiendish energy in order to go home.
As for why Emperor Sky would be the one to do such a strange thing where he couldn't even find his own home.
Emperor Sky didn't explain this at all.
Under Fuxi's deception, Hu Xiao had once asked Emperor Heaven.
Then, he was pressed to the ground and beaten half to death by Emperor Sky, who flew into a rage out of humiliation.
It took him nearly a hundred years to recover from his injuries.
From then on, this question was directly ignored by everyone.
What was there to ask?
His life was more important.
However, aside from this matter, Emperor Sky did not hide anything about the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery from them.
Therefore, at this moment, a silly voice sounded.
Nuwa couldn't help but laugh as she spoke to Emperor Sky.
"Although I don't want to admit it, it's too embarrassing to have such a brother and sister. However, in terms of bloodline and origin, these eleven fools are indeed my younger brothers and sisters. Therefore, if I can use four words to describe my current feelings, it would be the misfortune of my family!”Emperor Sky had already tried his best to imagine how brainless these 11 idiots were before they came in. However, after seeing them, he realized that he had thought too simply.
Perhaps he really didn't understand this silly world!
Hence, Emperor Sky felt a little embarrassed when he heard Nüwa's teasing.
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