Mount Buzhou, Ancestral Land of the Sorcerer Tribe, Hall of Pangu.
Ever since the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had divided into twelve tribes, the Hall of Pangu had become the place where the Sorcerer Tribe passed down their heritage and held their meetings. The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had arranged for people to take turns to guard it.
Today, Hou Yi of the Earth Tribe was in charge of guarding Hall of Pangu.
When Dijun's Golden Crow Light landed on the ground, he squinted his eyes when he saw the strong man sweeping the floor with a bow and arrow on his back.
This is the guy who used a bow and arrow to kill my nine children?
Oh, no, this was the scheme of a Saint!
"Zhunti?"
A cold light flashed in Emperor Jun's eyes. With his discipline, the Demon Crown Prince would not be so naughty in the future.
However, if it was really a saint's scheme, no matter how good his discipline was, it would not be able to resist the divine art of mind confusion!
"I hope that you will be sensible in the future. Otherwise, I don't mind slaughtering a Saint."
Thinking of something, Emperor Jun walked to the front of the Hall of Pangu and said to Hou Yi, who had been vigilant for a long time,"
"Tell your Ancestor of Sorcery that Dijun has been invited as a guest.”
His calm tone carried an unquestionable dominance that instantly shook Hou Yi's mind.
So strong!
After all, Emperor Jun did not mean to do it, and Hou Yi recovered after a moment of hesitation. He quickly held his mind tight and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Your Majesty, please wait a moment. I'll inform our Ancestor of Sorcery now!”
"Alright."
Dijun nodded. After he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly focused.
"There's no need. Your Ancestral Magus is already here.”
The space shook. A million miles away from the Hall of Pangu, the space suddenly tore apart, and twelve figures with earth-shattering auras walked out.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery first traveled through space and arrived millions of years away with respect for the Father God Pangu. Then, they stepped over with Spatial Shrinking.
"Hahaha, Dijun, you're here. Why didn't you tell me beforehand?”
Before it could get close, Zhurong, this irritable and forthright fellow, was already shouting and greeting.
His voice was so loud that the clouds within tens of thousands of miles were shattered.
"Did you really come to our Hall of Pangu alone?”
At this time, Xuan Ming appeared in front of Emperor Jun. He looked at Emperor Jun for a while and then looked around. He seemed to suspect that there were more powerhouses of the Demon Tribe hiding around.
"Big sister, don't mess around. His Majesty is alone.”
The Candle Dragon walked over and glanced at Emperor Jun with his cloudy eyes. He then bowed to Emperor Jun.
There were only two females among the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. Xuan Ming was the eldest and Houtu was the youngest. Therefore, the other Ancestors of Sorcery usually called Xuan Ming Eldest Sister and Houtu Younger Sister.
He had predicted the arrival of Emperor Jun, so he had come before Hou Yi informed the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
"Oh, then you're bold."
Xuan Ming looked away and ran into the Hall of Pangu with Houtu.""Have a seat first. My little sister and I have prepared some food.”
"Have you prepared something to eat?"
Di Jiang, the head of the Ancestral Magi, looked at Xuan Ming strangely.""Since when did Big Sister become so considerate?”
"Big Brother, our Sorcerer Tribe has never had any guests before, okay?”
" I met a friend in the Void God Realm," Gong Gong complained." I invited him over as a guest. When he heard that he was from the Sorcerer Clan, he blocked me without even thinking. It was as if he was worried that I would eat him up if I called him over!
It's all your fault for being so barbaric before. You caught and ate whatever delicious innate intelligence you found when you passed by!”
"Shut up!"
Emperor Jiang glared at Gong Gong. This guy didn't know how to be ugly!
It was as if he had never eaten meat before!
Everything was prepared in advance. Xuan Ming and Houtu came out with the things not long after they went in.
Looking at the things in Xuan Ming's and Houtu's hands, Emperor Jun was stunned, and then the corners of his mouth twitched.
A famous dish from the prehistoric times.
Dragon liver, phoenix gall, Qilin palm.
There were also more than 70 baby-like fruits, which were obviously Zhenyuanzi's Ginseng Fruits.
Zhenyuanzi's Ginseng Fruit could only bear 30 fruits at a time, and it would take 10,000 years for each fruit to bear.
He wondered how Xuan Ming had managed to obtain over seventy Ginseng Fruits.
Zhenyuanzi couldn't have been captured by the Wu Tribe, robbed, and eaten, right?
"I've long heard that dragon liver, phoenix gall, and Qilin palm are the most delicious things in the Wilderness. I've never had the chance to eat them before.
Try it. I personally went to the Boundless Sea to catch a dragon, went to the Immortal Volcano to catch a phoenix, and chopped off a few Qilin's palms. Let's see how they taste.”
Xuan Ming placed the Dragon Liver, Phoenix Gall, Kylin Palm, and Ginseng Fruit in a position closer to Emperor Jun, then looked at him expectantly.
Emperor Jun casually shot out the Real Sun Fire and roasted the dragon liver, the phoenix gall, and the Kylin Palm. Then he pointed at the Ginseng Fruit on the other side.
"I'm curious. How did you get this Ginseng Fruit?”
"I got it from Zhen Yuan Zi.”
Speaking of this, Xuan Ming looked a little angry."That old fellow was so stingy. At first, he was only willing to give us 12. He said that each of us 12 brothers and sisters would get one.
Later on, I brought thousands of Senior Magi with me and exchanged them for a top-grade pre-world spirit treasure. Only then was he willing to give me more.”
Thousands of Senior Magi?
Emperor Jun almost lost control of the fire while grilling the Dragon Liver and Phoenix Gall with his Kylin Palm. Looking at Xuan Ming's expression, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
I'm afraid that this isn't giving, but seeing that you've brought thousands of Senior Magi with you, I have no choice but to "give".
Zhenyuanzi's many years of stock would probably be gone now. He didn't know whether it would be a loss or a profit to exchange for a Supreme Grade Primordial Spiritual Treasure.
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