The Demon Race was indeed very strong now. Ever since Gui Che, one of the Ten Great Demon Sages, died, the Demon Race had selected another peak Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal to join them.
One had to know that if nothing unexpected happened, those ten Demon Saints would definitely become Quasi-Saint Realm experts in the future.
In fact, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had guessed correctly.
If Kuafu was here, he would tell them that the ten Demonic Saints at the peak of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm could easily break through to the Sage-to-be Realm.
In the novels he had read in his previous life, the Ten Great Demonic Sages joined forces with Emperor Jun Taiyi to perish together with the Wu Tribe.
Now, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had a heavy expression on their faces. They were thinking about a countermeasure.
When Emperor Jun came out of seclusion, he would definitely find the Wu Tribe. After all, his nine sons had been killed by Kuafu.
It was an urgent matter to increase the strength of the Sorcerer Tribe.
They were just discussing how to use their own blood essence to create Senior Magi.
This matter…
It was something that only the Ancestors of Sorcery could do, because the Ancestors of Sorcery were formed by twelve drops of blood essence of the Great God Pangu. Even if they were diluted into the blood vessels of the body, they could still create Senior Sorcerers.
However, this method was equivalent to indirectly depleting the future potential of the Ancestral Magus.
"We can't create any more Senior Magi until the day our clan is exterminated.”
" Think about what good ideas you have. If we can't hold on, then the trillions of Shamans will only wait for death.”
Ancestor of Sorcery Qiang Liang said in a deep voice.
"What can we do?"
Houtu's beautiful eyes flashed with a complicated look.
"Maybe…Kuafu has a way?”
Xuan Ming said slowly.
"Sister Xuan Ming, Kuafu…We owe him too much." Emperor Jiang sighed.”
"Raising the overall strength of the Shamans requires great fortune and opportunities.”
"And he gave us 12 nomological crystals. Big brother doesn't know how to repay such a huge favor.”
"What do you mean? Big brother, you don't treat Kuafu as one of your own.”
"No, no, Kuafu has already tried his best. Don't trouble him anymore.”
It was a sunny day, and the wind was warm.
A beautiful woman in white, who looked to be about 18 or 19 years old, came to the Longevity Tribe with her hands behind her back and stopped at the entrance of the palace.
The four Great Sorcerers immediately bowed to the Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu.
"No need to be so polite. Is Kuafu cultivating?”
Houtu swept her beautiful eyes and asked slowly.
"Yes, Lord Houtu."
Xing Tian cupped his hands and said.
Houtu nodded and glanced at the magnificent palace. Then, her eyes moved to the group of young and beautiful witches outside the palace.
Her gaze was extremely complicated.
It's all my brothers 'fault for sending so many little demons! Humph! Was Kuafu…really cultivating in there? Houtu's pretty face was full of meaning.
After Houtu left, the four Senior Sorcerers looked at her back with a smile, wondering if Houtu had fallen in love with Kuafu. One had to know that this was the 780th time in 20 years.
Every time he came, he would bring some rare demon beast meat and wine brewed from spiritual fruits. That was extremely rare.
Each jar required hundreds of spirit fruits to be crushed and buried under the tree for millions of years before it could have the effect of being both delicious and nourishing.
This was something that even the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery could not bear to enjoy.
Sigh, when did such a beautiful Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu treat me like this?
I will definitely be very happy! Hou Yi smiled foolishly, his eyes filled with longing, and sparkling saliva trickled down the corners of his mouth…until Xing Tian woke him up.
"Stop daydreaming. Ancestral Sorcerer Xuanming is here.”
"Ah?"
"Oh, my Father God Pangu, this is the 940th time she has come!”
The four Senior Sorcerers immediately perked up. Ancestor of Sorcery Xuanming was not a gentle person like Houtu, but a hot-tempered and domineering…woman! This woman didn't seem like a good person.
Xuan Ming was dressed in red, and her delicate face was calm, like a beautiful goddess of war, but her gaze was disdainful.
When the witches of the Longevity Tribe saw her, they immediately knelt on the ground and bowed.
Xuan Ming, on the other hand, ignored them. If one looked closely, there was a strange look in her beautiful eyes.
The witches were particularly embarrassed at this moment. They still knelt on the ground obediently.
Xuan Ming immediately took a deep breath. Sigh, why are you angry with them? You should go and beat your own brother up! "Alright, get up."
She turned her gaze to the resplendent palace and asked,""You haven't come out of seclusion yet?"
"Yes, Ancestor of Sorcery Xuanming."
Xing Tian smiled bitterly.
He had already repeated this sentence 940 times.
No.
Including the current sentence, this was 941 times.
Xing Tian looked silly, but he was not stupid. He would definitely make these two ladies unhappy every time he replied like this.
If he offended them, did he still want to survive? Hence, Xing Tian decided to leave the matter of replying to Hou Yi in the future.
This brother was both flirtatious and extroverted, and was extremely suitable to say such words.
Nine Phoenix sighed and said," Sister Xuanming, if you like Kuafu, you can stay here. Why do you have to come back and forth every three or five days?"”
Hearing this.
Xuan Ming's face suddenly turned hot as she scolded angrily,"Little girl, it's none of your business. Have I not beaten you up all these years?”
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