Sister Houtu was redundant. Since Prince of the East became the leader of the male immortals and swept across Untainted Land for 3,000 years, the situation had become very obvious. The Sorcerer Demon had blocked Hongjun's path to immortality. Naturally, he had to get rid of them quickly!
Would a person who wanted to take your life give you a chance to live? Naive!
So it was like this!
According to Xiao Jiu's analysis, the sudden emergence of the Duke of the East was a tool for Hongjun to probe the Untainted Land.
In that case, there were the Demon Court, the Wu Tribe, and the Dragon Court in the Untainted Land. All of them were openly opposing the Eastern Duke. Didn't that mean…
Thinking of this, the Ancestral Dragon's eyes narrowed, and he was worried.
He was only a Quasi-Sage now. If Hongjun showed his might, he really could not resist.
The dragon race should have disappeared in the Dragon Han Great Tribulation, but they were unexpectedly preserved intact. This had already violated Hongjun's interests.
However, there was no need to worry about debts. After all, the Sages had to comply with the will of heaven. They could not deal with the forces of Untainted Land in person. They could only plan in secret. Without Hongjun's help, who else in the whole Untainted Land could be a match for the Dragon Tribe?!
After some analysis, the Ancestral Dragon's worries were actually solved?!
Ao Long was really smart.
After analyzing it this way, as long as the dragon clan did not leave the Boundless Four Seas and develop in secret, no faction could do anything to him.
However, the pitiful Liches were having a good time fighting!
The Ancestral Dragon shook his head and sighed in his heart. However, this had nothing to do with him. He just wanted to watch the show.
"Sage, I, Prince of the East, have something to report!”
Emperor Jun, Taiyi, and the others were shocked when they saw Prince of the East suddenly stand up.
"This fellow really doesn't let me worry. Is he going to complain?”
In fact, among the 3,000 guests of the Purple Cloud Sect, the most pitiful one was none other than the Duke of the East. After using him, he threw him away without hesitation. Hongjun had vividly displayed the ruthlessness of the saints.
The Ancestral Dragon's eyes narrowed, and he sighed in his heart.
At the same time, he thought of Luohou, Hongjun, Yin Yang, and the other mighty figures hiding behind their backs to scheme against the three clans. It was so similar to the scene in front of him!
Was this the law of the jungle?
" Sage, I, the Duke of the East, am the head of the male immortals that you personally conferred. I should be loved by all the living beings in Untainted Land and obey their orders, but they..."
"I already know what you've done!”
Hongjun interrupted Donghuang Wang's words. His indifferent face suddenly darkened, and a terrifying pressure that only belonged to a Saint spread out and pressed down on Donghuang Wang.
With a thud, Prince of the East was forced to kneel in the main hall of the Purple Cloud Palace.
"Duke of the East, you used my power to poison the Wilderness, causing countless creatures to die under your butcher's knife.”
As soon as Hongjun said this, the entire Purple Cloud Palace fell silent.
Everyone hurriedly lowered their heads with a respectful expression. In reality, their shoulders were trembling as they forced themselves to endure.
"If the heavens bring evil, you can still live. If you bring evil, you can't live!”
The corners of Emperor Jun and Taiyi's mouths curled up slightly, revealing ecstatic expressions.
Saints were really fair!
Dongwang Gong's face was ashen as he slumped to the ground.
He was roaring in his heart.
"I'm doing this for the dignity of a Saint!”
" Sage, I…"
"In that case, this lecture will end here. In ten thousand years, all students can come back to listen to the lecture!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Hongjun waved his hand and sent everyone out of the Purple Cloud Palace without waiting for Prince of the East to quibble.
"Everyone, I won't accompany you anymore!”
"After listening to the Dao this time, I have some gains that I need to digest when I return. Then I'll take my leave!”
"Me too…"
The students who had just appeared outside the Purple Cloud Palace did not stop and left one after another.
"Haha…Tai Yi, let's go!”
The Monster Race Emperor laughed as he left. The others did not stay and left one after another.
Only Prince of the East stood at the entrance of the Purple Cloud Palace and raised his hand, looking like he wanted to say something but hesitated.
"Lord Mu, you're indeed…Sigh, go back and kill your corpse as soon as possible. As long as you obtain the Primordial Purple Qi and become a Saint, everything will be solved!”
At this moment, the Matriarch of the West walked over and comforted her.
"That's right, go back and kill the corpse. I, Dong Wang Gong, am the master of the Immortal Court, the leader of the male immortals.”
Prince of the East's fighting spirit was instantly ignited. He turned around and left with the Queen Mother of the West.
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A hundred years later.
Somewhere in Buzhou Mountain, a majestic palace that stretched for billions of miles stood on a vast plain.
The hall was filled with endless blood qi that soared into the sky. The majesty of this majestic hall could be seen from billions of miles away.
It could be seen how huge it was!
And this hall was the Pangu Divine Hall transformed from Pangu's heart.
It was the supreme place of the Sorcerer Tribe and also the ancestral land of the Sorcerer Tribe. It was sacred and inviolable!
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery and the countless living beings of the Sorcerer Tribe were born in a pool of blood in the hall.
At this moment, the Pangu Divine Hall was filled with joy.
All of them are listed as Ancestral Witches.
Emperor Jiang sat at the head of the table with a dignified aura!
"Fellow Daoist Ao Long, welcome to the Sorcerer Tribe!”
At this moment, Emperor Jiang smiled at Ao Long, who was sitting next to him and wearing a black and gold brocade robe.
"Grand Wizard Dijiang is too polite. Ao Long is deeply honored to be able to visit the Pangu Divine Hall!”
Ao Long nodded at Emperor Jiang calmly.
As he dealt with the Ancestors of Sorcery, he sensed the endless Blood Qi in the Pangu Divine Hall. His gaze swept across the twelve Ancestors of Sorcery one by one. In addition, he could not help but sigh in his heart when he saw what he had seen and heard along the way since he entered the Sorcerer Tribe.
He had to admit that the Sorcerer Tribe was very aggressive and bloodthirsty.
In comparison, the demons, who would feed on human beings in the future and were cruel beyond measure, were no different!
The Sorcerer and Demon Tribes were cruel and vicious!
He was indeed not suitable to be the protagonist of this world.
As a Saint, Hongjun naturally knew the natural defects of the Sorcerer and Demon tribes. They would eventually be despised by the Heavenly Dao, which was why he plotted against the two tribes unscrupulously.
However, the heavens had the virtue of cherishing life and would always leave a chance for the common people of the world.
Houtu was the Wu Tribe's only hope of survival, and Lu Ya, who had luckily escaped from Hou Yi's Sun Shooting, was the Demon Tribe's only hope of survival.
Compared to Lu Ya, who was Emperor Jun and the successor of Taiyi's hegemony, if the Wu Tribe had known the fate earlier, it was not impossible for them to retreat unscathed.
"Fellow Daoist Ao Long, I heard from my little sister that you're very strange. You can break through without cultivating. You're an exception in the Purple Cloud Palace.”
"Fellow Daoist, you must be extraordinary to be able to become the crown prince of the dragon clan. How can those despicable demons see it?”
"Not bad…"
Ao Long only smiled faintly in the face of the compliments of the Ancestors of Sorcery. He was not moved at all.
After a round of pleasantries, Houtu finally couldn't hold it in any longer and revealed her true purpose of inviting Ao Long as a guest.
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