"Senior brother, this Jiang Chen deserves to die! Not only did he steal the treasures of our Western Sect, he even did such a thing to us!”
Zhunti looked at Jiang Chen on Mount Meru and said angrily to Jie Yin.
"This Jiang Chen really deserves to die!"
Jie Yin's expression was also not good. Now, the two of them could be said to have lost a lot of face.
The two of them were holed up in the Western Sect, and could only curse Jiang Chen. There was nothing else they could do.
On Jiang Chen's side.
He didn't leave completely. Instead, he found a place outside Mount Meru of the Western Religious Sect. He seemed to have started his seclusion!
“......”
Zhunti and Jieyin were completely speechless. Can't you just leave?
What is the meaning of entering seclusion outside Mount Meru?!
"Jiang Chen! Our Western Sect and you are irreconcilable!"
Zhunti looked at Jiang Chen's figure and said angrily.
As for the two of them, Jiang Chen hadn't left the Western Sect. What could they do? He could only stay in the Western Sect and not come out.
As for Jiang Chen.
He did not leave immediately after signing in.
Instead, he found a place outside the Western Sect.
Originally, he had planned to refine the Numinous treasures he had obtained on this trip after returning to the human race.
However, just as he left Mount Meru, the system's check-in mission sounded again.
"Ding! The check-in mission has been issued. Please head to the Pangu Hall to check-in and receive the mission reward!”
" Pangu Hall?!"
Jiang Chen was slightly surprised. Wasn't this hall in the territory of the Sorcerer Race?
However, it just so happened that he was about to make a trip to the Sorcerer Tribe.
Now that he had the Time Wheel, he knew that the war between the Liches and Demons would break out soon. Therefore, he had to plan carefully.
Therefore, he planned to refine the spiritual treasure outside Mount Meru before going over.
In the eyes of the creatures of the Untainted Land, Jiang Chen was in seclusion outside Mount Meru, and Zhunti and Jieyin didn't even dare to come out.
"If Saint Jiang Chen is in seclusion here, won't the two saints of the Western Sect never be able to come out?”
The creatures of the Primordial World could not help but be speechless.
They thought about it carefully and it seemed like that was the case.
......
The twelfth-grade Black Lotus of Devastation and the Purple Lotus of Reincarnation weren't difficult for Jiang Chen to refine.
Moreover, Jiang Chen possessed a vast amount of merit. He only needed to put in the merit to refine these treasures.
As a result, Jiang Chen didn't spend much time outside Mount Meru.
After refining the Numinous Treasure, he left with a thought.
Zhunti and Jieyin of the Western Religious Sect even checked the outside of Mount Fengsumu before they were relieved.
The two of them even felt relieved. This god of plague! He was finally gone!
"Phew!"
For some reason, the living beings in the heavens also sighed at him.
"Senior brother, we must teach this Jiang Chen a lesson. Otherwise, if he keeps doing this to us, our Western Sect will never have a day of peace!”
Zhunti said to Jie Yin after Jiang Chen left.
Jie Yin nodded.
After that, the two of them began to discuss. After a while, their divine thoughts moved slightly and they actually headed out of the void. That existence was Sage Taiqing's Eight Visions Palace Dojo.
......
As for Jiang Chen.
After he left Mount Meru, he headed straight for the land of the Sorcerer Tribe.
In the Wizard Tribe's Ancestral Wizard Hall.
There were ten burly men with extremely vigorous blood Qi and two beautiful women discussing something here.
This scene was very "strange".
They were the twelve Ancestors of Sorcery of the Sorcerer Tribe, Di Jiang, Goumang, Zhurong, Shebi Shi, Qiang Liang, Rushou, Gonggong, Candle Dragon, Tianwu, and Xi Zi.
The two women were Ancestor of Sorcery Xuanming and Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu.
"Big brother, I think that the monster race is getting more and more outrageous! They have repeatedly invaded our land! What are we afraid of? Let's just start a war with them!”
Ancestral Magus Zhurong was still as hot-tempered as ever.
When Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu heard this, she frowned slightly and hurriedly said," No!”
As the Grand Wizard of the Central Earth, she had also learned the ability of divination. However, she had predicted that if she started a war with the Demon Tribe, her Sorcerer Tribe would definitely fall into eternal damnation.
"Sister Houtu, the Monster Race is about to ride on our faces. If we continue to endure, what will we become?!”
Zhurong muttered.
With his temper, this matter simply made him feel extremely aggrieved.
If it wasn't for Emperor Jiang and the others pulling him back, Zhurong would probably have already found the two mixed-hair birds of the demon race to fight.
"Brother Zhurong, you can't! When the demons slaughtered the humans, they used some secret technique to forge the Wu-Slaying Sword. This sword can cut open the bodies of our warriors. If we start a war rashly, I'm afraid that many of our warriors will die.”
Houtu said again.
This was also one of the reasons why the Sorcerer Tribe felt aggrieved.
It was unknown how the two mixed-feathered birds of the demon race had found the method to forge the Wu-killing Sword.
The Sorcerer Tribe was at a disadvantage in the battle against the Demon Tribe.
As a result, the demons became more and more aggressive.
They were even threatening the land of the Shamans.
"Sister Houtu is right. We have to find a way to deal with the Wu-killing Sword. Otherwise, even if the twelve Shaman Tribes were to attack us personally, we would probably suffer a lot.”
Emperor Jiang frowned.
Houtu's reminder was very important. He also knew this problem.
It was not that they were afraid of the Demon Tribe, but Houtu was right. If they fought with the Demon Tribe, it was not impossible to win, but in this world war, the Wu Tribe would probably be destroyed.
Everyone fell silent.
"Sister Houtu, is there really no way out of this situation?”
Emperor Jiang asked Houtu again.
Hearing this, Houtu activated her blood and power of the Ancestor of Sorcery again, wanting to see the One-Line Heavenly Ji again.
However…
After a while, Houtu still shook her head.
The future of the Sorcerer Tribe that she could see was still uncertain.
This result made the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery in the Ancestral Sorcerer Hall pale.
"Looks like we can only gamble everything and fight for a chance of survival for our Sorcerer Tribe!”
Emperor Jiang said solemnly.
"Boom!"
At this moment.
Suddenly, a supreme and majestic aura covered their entire Ancestral Sorcerer Hall.
Even without their primordial spirits, their consciousness could feel the terror of this aura.
" What happened?!"
The expressions of the Ancestors of Sorcery changed. They thought that Emperor Jun and two other birds of the Demon Tribe had come to attack them.
However, they had fought with Dijun and Taiyi before. Although the two Mixed Hair Birds were strong, they were definitely not at this level.
Immediately after.
Everyone only saw a man dressed in white. His face was calm and indifferent, as if the Ancestral Sorcerer Hall was nothing to him.
The twelve Sorcerer Tribes were all shocked.
The Ancestral Sorcerer Hall had supreme pressure. If one's physical body had not reached their level, it would be difficult for them to stay here.
However, when they saw the face of the person in front of them, they understood everything.
"Saint Jiang Chen?"
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