The Future of the Sorcerer Tribe, Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art
When the Candle Dragon heard this, his eyes lit up!
Endless time flowed in the pair of divine eyes on the dragon's head. The Candle Dragon's expression became increasingly shocked…
The Candle Dragon's eyes seemed to have transcended endless time and space, seeing through the past and the future!
Even the time in the entire Hall of Pangu seemed to have slowed down!
After an unknown period of time, the divine light in the Candle Dragon's eyes gradually dimmed, and his expression became even more bewildered!
"How's the situation?"
Emperor Jiang hurried forward, and the other Ancestors of Sorcery behind him were also extremely anxious!
"Eldest brother, I saw that in the great battle not long after, the demon race used a large blood-colored sword. Countless members of my tribe died under this sword…"
Upon hearing the Candle Dragon's words, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery's expressions changed drastically!
The Candle Dragon was able to see through the past and the future. Naturally, it was true that the Candle Dragon had said this!
At this moment, the expression of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery as they looked at Zhou Yuan instantly changed.
Since this human could tell that the demon race had a way to break the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation, then what this human said should not be false!
"Brother Zhou Yuan, we have neglected you just now. Please don't mind!”
Emperor Jiang hurriedly walked forward and apologized to Zhou Yuan.
The other Ancestral Sorcerers 'attitudes towards Zhou Yuan also changed drastically. They completely put away their previous contempt. Even Zhurong, who had always been hot-tempered, changed its gaze towards Zhou Yuan!
"I know that the Sorcerer Tribe is in a critical moment right now. I can naturally understand your feelings!”
Hearing Zhou Yuan's words, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery heaved a sigh of relief.
Seeing this, Emperor Jiang took the lead and walked forward. He said," Brother Zhou Yuan, I wonder what you just said about helping our Sorcerer Tribe become a Saint…"
Looking at the 12 Ancestors of Sorcery's expectant eyes, Zhou Yuan smiled and said,""Everyone, don't worry. Since I, Zhou Yuan, am here today, I will naturally not ignore the matters of the Sorcerer Tribe. If I can help, I will do my best!”
"Hahaha! Brother Zhou Yuan is indeed forthright. As for how to do this, I hope Brother Zhou Yuan can give me some pointers!”
However, Zhou Yuan remained calm and said to the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery,"Zhou Yuan can naturally help the Shaman Race with this, but he will need the Shaman Race to pay a price!”
Hearing Zhou Yuan's words, the few Ancestral Magi led by Zhurong were immediately unhappy.
This witch race was the Pangu Clan, and they had existed since the Great God Pangu created the world!
In these countless Yuanhui, when had he ever been threatened like this?
The pride in their hearts caused the few Ancestors of Sorcery to immediately develop a lot of hostility towards Zhou Yuan!
However, Emperor Jiang frowned and did not reject Zhou Yuan immediately.
It was less than a hundred years before the Sorcerer Tribe's tribulation. If they wanted to successfully survive this tribulation, Zhou Yuan's method was probably the only way out for the Sorcerer Tribe!
"Brother Zhou Yuan, why don't you tell us? As long as this request isn't too excessive, our Sorcerer Tribe will do our best to fulfill it!”Emperor Jiang finally made up his mind and said to Zhou Yuan.
"Eldest Brother, you can't!"
"If we promise the Human Tribe, how will the Wu Tribe gain a foothold in the Untainted Land?”
Emperor Jiang waved his hand at the group of Ancestors of Sorcery behind him and turned to look at Zhou Yuan, wondering what kind of request he was going to make.
"I heard that the Sorcerer Tribe has countless legacies left behind by the Great God Pangu. The Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art is a supreme divine power for body-tempering. If the Sorcerer Tribe is willing to tell me the cultivation method of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art, in exchange, I am willing to help the Sorcerer Tribe create a Saint!”
Upon hearing Zhou Yuan's words, all the Ancestors of Sorcery were stunned.
However, to Zhou Yuan's surprise, these Ancestors of Sorcery did not fall out with him. Instead, they revealed a strange expression!
"Brother Zhou Yuan, are you sure you want this Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art?”Emperor Jiang frowned and asked Zhou Yuan.
Zhou Yuan nodded his head deeply. When the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery saw Zhou Yuan's reaction, their expressions became even stranger.
"Brother Zhou Yuan, if you can help our Sorcerer Tribe produce a Saint and help us overcome this calamity, you will naturally be indebted to us. If that's the case, our Sorcerer Tribe can't take advantage of our brother!”
Emperor Jiang said to Zhou Yuan directly.
Zhou Yuan was confused. Could there be something hidden in the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art? From Emperor Jiang's words, it seemed like asking for the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art was a loss.
"Senior Di Jiang, what do you mean?”Zhou Yuan knew that the Shamans were straightforward people and would not have so many etiquette restrictions, so he asked directly.
"Brother Zhou Yuan, you might not know this, but although the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art is a supreme divine power that cultivates the physique, this thing can only be cultivated by the Sorcerer Tribe. If you take it, it can be said that it's useless at all!”
Zhou Yuan smiled faintly and said to Emperor Jiang,""Senior Emperor Jiang, you don't have to worry about this. As long as you promise to give me the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art, I'll promise that the Sorcerer Tribe will produce a Saint!”
Seeing Zhou Yuan's insistence, Emperor Jiang sighed helplessly and said to Zhou Yuan,""Since you insist on having the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art, our Sorcerer Tribe will not hide it!”
Therefore, Emperor Jiang winked at the other Ancestors of Sorcery around him. The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery also looked solemn and immediately condensed a drop of blood essence from their hands!
"This Hall of Pangu contains the most authentic inheritance of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art! Brother Zhou Yuan, if you want to comprehend this cultivation technique, you have to calm down and comprehend it!”
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yuan immediately sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes!
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery each took out a drop of blood essence, and their faces turned pale. The next phenomenon shocked the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery!
The Pangu Sacred Statue suddenly emitted a brilliant light. Two rays of divine light shot out from the eyes of the Great God Pangu and shone on Zhou Yuan's body.
"Father…It's working!"
Emperor Jiang was dumbfounded as he muttered.
Behind Emperor Jiang, the Ancestors of Sorcery also knelt down and kowtowed piously!
At this moment, the Ancestors of Sorcery finally stopped doubting Emperor Jiang's decision!
The Father's manifestation meant that Zhou Yuan had obtained the Father's approval!
"As expected, god father still hasn't given up on our witch race and his descendants!”
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had tears on their faces. At the moment of life and death for the Sorcerer Tribe, God Father had really appeared!
At this moment, Zhou Yuan seemed to have entered an extremely mysterious state. He felt as if he had entered another world.
The world was in chaos, and everywhere he looked, it was chaos!
Zhou Yuan was shocked. He had experienced this feeling once on Mount Shouyang!
Now that Zhou Yuan had fused with Pangu's Heart Blood, his physical body had already reached a rather powerful stage. After entering the Chaos, he did not feel as uncomfortable as before.
At this moment, Zhou Yuan suddenly felt the Pangu Heart Blood in his body boil as if it had sensed something!
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