He didn't know when.
Taihao left the seat of honor.
He walked to the center of the hall and looked at the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
He said,"
"I still want to make a deal with you.”
"I'll use the Art of War Weapons to exchange for half of the Shaman Tribe's treasures.”
"How is it?"
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery looked at each other.
All of them chose to agree.
To the Sorcerer Tribe, regardless of whether it was a Connate Numinous treasure or a Postnatal Numinous treasure.
They didn't have primordial spirits, so they couldn't use them.
Moreover, even if there were billions of people in the tribe, half of the treasure vault was enough for the Voodoo Race to use the Endless Primeval Assembly.
It didn't matter much if the remaining half was given to Taihao.
After the previous two exchanges, they had developed sufficient trust in Taihao.
This so-called weapon technique must have played an important role in the development of the Sorcerer Tribe.
Otherwise, Taihao would never have brought it up.
"Swoosh!"
As soon as he finished speaking.
A stream of light appeared in the hall.
It was a jade slip that recorded things.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery took them and examined them separately.
The Voodoo Race didn't have a primordial spirit, but it didn't mean that they didn't have other means to read the information in the jade slips.
As the many Ancestors of Sorcery focused their attention on the jade slip.
Everyone's faces gradually revealed a look of surprise.
As expected.
Human Emperor Taihao gave them an indescribable surprise.
He had solved a huge problem for the Sorcerer Tribe.
For many years, the Sorcerer Tribe had been unable to refine Spiritual Treasures because they did not have a Primordial Spirit.
He was once forced by the demons to use the might of their Numinous Treasures.
He could only continue to strengthen his body to fight against the demons.
The jade scroll recorded the technique:
Using one's own blood essence to refine Mystical Materials, one could then activate the luck of the Sorcerer Tribe and condense them into weapons.
After all the weapons were formed, they could perfectly display the strength of the Sorcerer Tribe.
Just the fact that they had combat weapons could not change the distribution of combat power between the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes.
However, the two races had reached a balance in terms of external objects.
With the physical advantage of the Sorcerer Tribe, it was enough to overturn the balance.
At that time, the Wu Tribe would exterminate the Demon Tribe and dominate the Untainted Land.
"On behalf of the countless members of the Sorcerer Tribe, I thank you for your help!”
Houtu, who had always been kind-hearted, bowed deeply to Taihao.
"We thank Fellow Daoist Taihao on behalf of our clansmen!”
Then, the Ancestors of Sorcery bowed.
The Sorcerer Tribe was indeed unreasonable, but they were never stingy with their friends.
Looking around, Taihao smiled." Ancestors of Sorcery, there's no need to be so polite. The deal has been made."”
"I was only doing my part.”
"Fellow Daoist, you're a man of honor."
"My clan cannot be stingy."
"Little sister, give half of the spirit treasures and all the innate spirit roots in the treasure vault to Daoist Taihao.”
"The extra things can be considered as a thank you gift from our Sorcerer Tribe!”
The Space Ancestral Magus Di Jiang made his decision and said loudly.
"Big Brother is right!"
The other eleven Ancestors of Sorcery nodded in agreement.
Taihao did not reject their kindness and accepted it directly.
With this harvest, the Race Development Points in the System Store directly broke through the tens of millions.
The harvest was not small.
.......
At the invitation of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
Taihao did not leave immediately. Instead, he stayed in the Sorcerer Tribe.
Other than discussing the alliance between the human race and the witch race.
Most of the time, he guided the Sorcerer Tribe in refining weapons.
Time flew, and three thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.
The Voodoo Race collected a large number of Mystical Materials to refine their own weapons.
His strength grew rapidly.
Among them were Emperor Jiang's Staff, Candle Dragon's Shi Yue, She Bi Shi's Wind Thunder Sword, and Zhurong's Fire God Whip.
Gonggong's Broken Jade Hook, Rushou's Golden Divine Saber, Goumang's Spring Divine Needle, and Xuan Ming's Frost Spear.
Qiang Liang's Thunder Lord Hammer, Xi Zi's Lightning Spear, and Tian Wu's Gale Jian.
There was also Houtu's King Wheel.
It gathered a large amount of the Sorcerer Tribe's providence, and its power was not inferior to a supreme-grade Connate Numinous treasure.
Moreover, the weapons were all refined with the blood essence of the Sorcerer Tribe.
There was no need to refine it at all. It could directly unleash its greatest power.
He was born for conquering and deserved it.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, in the endless abyss.
In the past three thousand years, the sounds of intense fighting had been heard.
The endless baleful aura turned into a tornado, shattering the space wherever it passed.
A golden light shot into the sky.
It carried the aura of an emperor who looked down on the world.
It completely suppressed the boiling storm of baleful aura.
"Hahaha!"
"Brother Taihao, your Imperial Dao is still so powerful.”
The Grand Wizard of Fire, Zhurong, shouted excitedly,""Again!"
In the next moment.
Amidst the murderous aura that filled the sky.
A huge body with red scales, fire snakes in its ears, and fire dragons on its feet appeared.
It was the true body of the Ancestral Magus.
Zhurong had a ferocious beast head on its head, and its hair had turned fiery red.
The Law of Endless Fire shot out.
Streams of earth vein power turned into lava that surrounded Zhurong.
Bang!
With just one step forward, the ground beneath his feet shattered inch by inch.
It was obvious how heavy his body was.
With a slight frown, Taihao didn't hesitate and immediately revealed his Imperial Dao Body.
Boundless golden light spread out.
A majestic figure wearing a crown appeared in the abyss.
Taihao's expression was solemn. His royal aura transformed into heavenly dragons that filled the void and chanted.
His eyes were deep, revealing mountains and rivers, the sun, the moon, and the stars.
His every move seemed to suppress the myriad worlds and was supreme.
An unprecedentedly powerful pressure surged, making Zhurong's expression extremely solemn.
Even though they had sparred for three thousand years.
However, every time it saw Taihao reveal his Imperial Dao Body, Zhurong would feel a sense of fear.
He was simply too strong!
"The entire world is the land of the king. The shore of the earth is not a king's subject!"
A melodious chant came from behind Taihao.
Boundless golden divine light burst forth.
A noble and vast phantom slowly unfolded.
The emperor's crown shone with the divine light of the emperor's path. His majesty spread in all directions, singing the majesty of the human emperor.
The same conjured physiques of the emperor's dharma gradually stacked together.
The dense mist that enveloped Taihao became thicker and thicker.
In an instant.
He threw a punch.
It was as if he had brought the mountains and rivers, the country, and the billions of humans.
Dragon roars sounded, and the air was majestic. With Taihao as the center, the endless void shattered.
"What?"
Zhurong's pupils constricted fiercely, and its expression instantly froze.
The Ancestral Sorcerer's True Body was used to the extreme.
The Law of Endless Fire continuously summoned the power of the earth vein.
Streams of lava flowed with blood-colored light, crystal clear.
In the darkness, it was like the light of the sun.
A long whip quietly appeared in his hand. It was his exclusive combat weapon, the Fire God Whip.
The punch landed.
The sound of an explosion spread throughout the entire abyss.
Even the Pangu Divine Hall trembled slightly.
Dust rose high into the air, covering everything.
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