The Daily Life of a Worker, the Witch Tribe's Treasure House
"Don't worry, Empress Pingxin. It's my duty to maintain the stability of the Netherworld!”
Jiang Chen patted his chest and assured Pingxin.
The treasure vault of the Sorcerer Tribe must be filled with treasures left behind from the ancient times. Jiang Chen agreed without hesitation when he saw Pingxin's condition.
Ping Xin looked at Jiang Chen with a funny expression. Then, the Saint Aura in the Six Paths Reincarnation slowly dissipated, and Ping Xin's figure disappeared into the Six Paths Reincarnation.
With Ping Xin's disappearance, the restriction of the Six Paths of Reincarnation was removed. The door of reincarnation opened wide. Jiang Chen seized the opportunity and turned into a green smoke to leave the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
Jiang Chen was in a good mood after leaving the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
Not only did Jiang Chen break through to Primordial Immortal after signing in for ten thousand years in the Six Paths of Reincarnation, he had also forged a physical body!
Due to the difference in the flow of time, only a few hours had passed in the Netherworld.
Ever since he came out of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Jiang Chen followed Pingxin's instructions and left the Inferno World alone, heading towards the ruins of the Sorcerer Tribe's ancestral land.
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Now that Jiang Chen was a Primordial Immortal, the ghost soldiers and ghost generals guarding the underworld couldn't detect his existence at all. Jiang Chen easily left the gates of hell and headed towards the sun.
Along the way, there were wandering ghosts everywhere. Now that the Apotheosis Tribulation had just ended, the entire Yellow Springs Road was filled with the soldiers of the Shang and Zhou Dynasties who had died in battle. Many of them had strong killing intent and were taken in by the underworld as ghost soldiers and ghost generals, while the rest were sent back to reincarnation.
Jiang Chen arrived at the Dual World Mountain. He had obtained many benefits along the way.
After leaving the Infernal World, Jiang Chen didn't bother hiding anymore. He had a physical body now, so there wouldn't be any problems even if he were to travel in the Yang Realm for a long time.
"Ever since the great war between the Sorcerer and Demon tribes, the Wu tribe has disappeared from the Wilderness. It is also difficult to find any traces of the Wu tribe's ancestral land…"
"If it wasn't for Pingxin's guidance, I'm afraid that no one would have been able to find this Sorcerer Tribe ruin.”
A few months later, Jiang Chen appeared in front of an unremarkable cliff in the Western Ox Province.
There seemed to be a naturally formed groove on a huge rock in front of Jiang Chen, and a lot of rainwater had accumulated in it.
Jiang Chen's eyes lit up.
This should be the place Pingxin had mentioned.
" System, sign in to the Sorcerer Tribe's Ancestral Land!"
To confirm that this was indeed the entrance to the Sorcerer Tribe's ancestral land, Jiang Chen muttered in his heart and soon received the system's response.
"Ding…sign-in successful. Congratulations on obtaining a drop of Pangu's Heart Blood!”
Jiang Chen looked at the unremarkable drop of heart blood floating in his sea of consciousness and was ecstatic.
Pangu's Heart Blood, as the name implied, was the blood of Pangu's heart!
This drop of heart blood contained boundless vitality. If he could refine it, it would definitely improve his aptitude and foundation. Moreover, it would be able to improve his physical body condensed from Houtu's blood essence!
However, the energy contained in the Pangu Heart Blood was too terrifying. With Jiang Chen's current cultivation base, there was no way he could absorb and refine it.
According to Jiang Chen's estimation, he would need to reach the Perfected Golden Immortal realm at the very least before he could refine the Pangu Heart's Blood and improve his aptitude.
After signing in, Jiang Chen's gaze fell upon the notch.
He bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood into the groove.
As a drop of Jiang Chen's blood fell, the ground began to tremble. Then, the rocks on the cliff began to roll down. All the living beings fled in all directions!
Then, the cliff split open, revealing a valley in front of Jiang Chen.
"This ancient sorcery is indeed mysterious…" Jiang Chen couldn't help but sigh. Then, he took a step forward and walked into the ruins of the Sorcerer Tribe.
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In the ruins, there were weapons and armor scattered everywhere. Other than that, there were also many skeletons leaning against the cliff!
Most of these skeletons were millions of times taller than human beings. Obviously, they were the corpses of the Sorcerer Tribe!
"I believe that the Sorcerer Tribe sealed their ancestral land back then to preserve some incense for the Sorcerer Tribe.”Jiang Chen could roughly guess what the Voodoo Race had been thinking back then.
He would seal the Ancestral Land from the outside and wait for the return of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery before undoing the witchcraft restrictions outside the Ancestral Land.
However, what the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery did not expect was that the war between the Sorcerer Tribe and the Demon Tribe was extremely fierce. The mighty figures of the two tribes died together, and the Ancestral Land of the Sorcerer Tribe no longer had a chance to restart.
Jiang Chen walked along the valley and finally arrived at the treasure trove of the Sorcerer Tribe.
After countless years, this treasure vault had become extremely dilapidated.
Some of the immortal herbs and spiritual roots had long lost their medicinal properties in the long river of time.
Many of the magic treasures and spiritual weapons were already broken.
Jiang Chen had a vague feeling that he had been tricked by Ping Xin.
How was this a reward?
It was like looking for treasure in a garbage dump!
"Forget it, for the sake of the throne of the Emperor of Feng Du, I'll endure it.”Jiang Chen gritted his teeth and continued to walk deeper into the treasury.
Just as Jiang Chen was feeling depressed, a few faint flashes of lightning nearby caught his attention.
There seemed to be an extremely weak destructive aura within the lightning. This aura must be a magic treasure!
The electric light drilled into an inconspicuous old box that was piled up in the corner. Jiang Chen hurriedly walked forward. He was very curious about what treasure was inside.
After a round of rummaging, Jiang Chen found that the chest was filled with rotten spirit roots. Apparently, the spirit energy of these spirit roots had been absorbed. In other words, there must be a supreme treasure in the chest that had absorbed the spirit energy!
After flipping the chest to the bottom, Jiang Chen discovered a small hammer that was flickering with purple lightning. It lay there quietly.
"This is…"
"Purple Lightning Hammer?"
Jiang Chen couldn't help but feel a little surprised. The Purple Lightning Hammer was a Supreme Grade Primordial Spiritual Treasure in Tongtian's possession. After the God Deification Ceremony, Hongjun had brought Tongtian back to the Purple Cloud Palace. Why would the Purple Lightning Hammer appear in the Ancestral Land of the Wu Race?
However, he didn't have time to think about it. He just happened to be lacking a suitable killing treasure. Without any hesitation, he grabbed the Purple Lightning Hammer and refined it.
Now that Jiang Chen had reached the realm of Primordial Immortal, the restriction on the hammer had been completely refined by him in just a few years.
"Forget it, forget it. I'll take someone's money to eliminate a disaster for them. Let's go back first.”
Jiang Chen had planned to continue signing in at the Sorcerer Tribe's ancestral land, but he remembered what he had promised Pingxin. He turned into a streak of light and headed toward the Nether World.
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"Wujiu, where have you been these days? The King of Hell has an errand for us!" Xie Bi 'an was anxious. When he saw Jiang Chen, he quickly went up to him.
Without any explanation, Jiang Chen was dragged into the Yama King's Palace by Xie Bian. He originally didn't plan to continue working for Yama King. After all, the ten Yama Kings were only at the Primordial realm. How could they suppress him?
"Why are the Black and White Ghosts so slow?”
"The two of you immediately head to the Eastern Victory Divine Prefecture and bring back a monkey demon!”
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