Above the desolate horizon.
A ray of light streaked across the sky and headed straight for the Kunlun Immortal Mountain.
The rainbow was Dijun, the Demon Emperor who had rushed from the Demon Palace to Kunlun to cozy up to him.
As long as he could sweet-talk them, it would not be difficult for the Monster Race to rise again.
At this moment, in the Kunlun Immortal Mountain.
On Yuqing Peak, in front of the Jade Palace.
Demon Emperor Dijun, who had turned into a stream of light, appeared here.
Sitting in the Jade Palace were the Six Sages of Heavenly Law. Emperor Jun deliberately showed his injuries and his face was full of sorrow.
Emperor Jun greets the six Sages."
Then, Emperor Jun slowly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the Six Sages.
"That's enough, Emperor Jun. You are seriously injured, so you don't have to do this.”
Goddess Nvywa waved her hand, and an irresistible force lifted Emperor Jun up from the ground.
Emperor Jun's pale face showed a trace of sorrow. He began to talk about how unreasonable and overbearing the Demon Tribe was.
Ten thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.
At the same time.
In the Hall of Pangu on Mount Buzhou.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, who were in seclusion to comprehend the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation, looked extremely expectant.
Today was the 10,000-year period.
According to the voice from 10,000 years ago, they would be able to enter the place where His Holiness was resting again in 10,000 years.
At this moment, the light of hope in the eyes of the ten Ancestors of Sorcery who had yet to enter became stronger and stronger.
Even the usually calm and collected Emperor Jiang, the head of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, was trembling slightly because of his excitement.
Zhurong, who was at the side, said with an excited voice that was trembling.
"I'm really looking forward to it. I wonder if I can go to the place where His Majesty is resting and take a look!”
According to what Houtu and Xuan Ming had said before, after entering the place where His Majesty was resting, they were unable to get close to the Divine Palace where His Majesty was resting.
Zhurong felt that Houtu and Xuan Ming might not be strong enough, so they couldn't get close!
Now that the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had gone down together and joined forces, they would definitely be able to see the palace.
At the thought of being able to see the Divine Palace where His Majesty was sleeping, Zhurong felt as if a ball of fire was burning in its heart!
The other Ancestors of Sorcery were equally excited.
Even Zhurong and Xuan Ming, who had already gone down once, found it difficult to calm their excitement.
Therefore, with such expectations, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had already surrounded the statue.
They guided their Ancestral Sorcerer Origin's aura into the statue.
In an instant.
An extremely dazzling light suddenly erupted from the entire statue.
Boom!
If the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery hadn't sealed the Hall of Pangu for fear of being disturbed when they entered the place where His Holiness was resting, they would have died.
At this moment, the light emitted by the statue was enough to illuminate the entire Wilderness!
It was estimated that there would be another intense sensation in the Primordial World!
As the golden light on the statue shone, its position slowly moved. A deep passage appeared in the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery's sight.
Houtu and Xuan Ming were experienced, so they led the way.
The other Ancestors of Sorcery followed behind them and entered in a single file.
The boundless Land of Chaos had already dissipated when Houtu and the others triggered the Land of Eternal Sleep for the first time.
After passing through the Land of Chaos, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery arrived in front of Wang Yang, who was covered in Primordial Spiritual Treasures, Primordial Supreme Treasures that were like gravel, and Chaos Supreme Treasures that were like grass.
Looking at the treasures on the ground, the ten Ancestors of Sorcery, who had come here for the first time, all revealed extremely shocked expressions.
Houtu and Xuan Ming's descriptions of the scene were too weak.
Zhurong, who had an anxious and rash personality, had its eyes lit up at this moment. It looked at the top-grade Connate Spiritual Roots that were like weeds all over the ground and was about to drool.
"Old boorish Zhu, this is the place where His Majesty rests. These supreme treasures are tributes that god father found for His Majesty.”
Are you trying to steal the tribute?!
At this moment, a cold light appeared in Gonggong's eyes. He knew Zhurong's personality too well.
If he didn't give him some pointers, this guy would probably really dare to fight.
Having its thoughts exposed by Gonggong, Zhurong immediately revealed an awkward expression.
He coughed lightly and then spoke awkwardly.
"What nonsense are you spouting!"
"How can I, Zhurong, be such a person who can't control my nature?!”
As soon as Zhurong said this, Houtu covered her mouth and chuckled as she said playfully.
"Brother Zhurong, you should wipe the saliva from your mouth first.”
The ten Ancestors of Sorcery burst into laughter at Houtu's words.
After observing for a while, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery continued to walk deeper.
A moment later, a huge Primal Chaos Stone Tablet appeared in everyone's sight.
They didn't need to know what was written on the Primal Chaos Stone Tablet. The Father's aura that came from it was enough to prove that this was the relic left behind by the Father!
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