Hall of Pangu.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery gathered together. Everyone stared at Houtu. To be precise, they were looking at the upper part of the Supreme Taoist Scripture in Houtu's hand.
After a while, Zhurong said in a muffled voice,"Sister Houtu, have you been deceived? How dare you say that this parchment can create an invincible Dao foundation? I think he's bluffing! Haha!"
Zhurong didn't understand Houtu's explanation, but it didn't need to. As descendants of Pangu, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had a sense of pride and looked down on other creatures in Untainted Land.
They didn't even care about the upper part of the Supreme Dao Scripture that Houtu had bought from the Immortal Shrine. They were from the Pangu Clan. How could they go back and cultivate other techniques?
"Zhurong is right. We twelve Ancestors of Sorcery are descendants of God Father. We have God Father's blood essence and control the twelve Great Dao laws. Our cultivation is extraordinary, and we also have God Father's inheritance, the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art.”
Gonggong agreed with Zhurong's point of view. Anyone who disrespected the Father would be killed by the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. If Houtu wasn't the most beloved sister of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, she would have been killed by now.
He even said that the Supreme Dao Scripture was more powerful than the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art. Could it be that there was a technique that was more powerful than the one passed down by god father?
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery could not believe it.
Moreover, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery did not respect the heavens or the earth. Even the Sages did not care about them, not to mention that it was only the upper part of a Daoist scripture. It was incomplete and could not be compared with the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art.
Gonggong's words resonated with many Ancestors of Sorcery, and they all agreed.
Moreover, even the Wilderness was created by the Father. As the descendants of the Father, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery naturally had to protect the Father's dignity.
Emperor Jiang clapped his hands when he saw the Ancestors of Sorcery criticizing Houtu, attracting everyone's attention.
"Alright, alright. Sister Houtu is doing this for your own good. If there is anything good, I will show it to you immediately. Even if this Daoist scripture can't be compared with the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art, I can't let Sister Houtu down!”
Emperor Jiang swept the area, and all the Ancestors of Sorcery lowered their heads, not daring to look at Emperor Jiang.
As the leader of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, Emperor Jiang's prestige was unrivaled among the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
When the Ancestors of Sorcery heard Emperor Jiang's words, they naturally didn't say anything. After all, they were all brothers and sisters, and they would see each other all the time. They couldn't just criticize blindly.
Moreover, Emperor Jiang knew Houtu's character. She would never lie to her brothers and sisters. Therefore, Houtu might be telling the truth.
Emperor Jiang thought for a while and then said to Houtu,""Sister Houtu, you said you bought it at the auction. Can you confirm if it's real or fake?”
"Big brother, I swear in the name of god father, if there's any falsehood, god father can strip my bloodline and never worship god father!”Houtu's eyes widened when she heard Emperor Jiang's words. She immediately swore to prove it!
Seeing this, the Ancestors of Sorcery didn't say anything else. The fact that they could swear on the Father was enough to explain everything.
Emperor Jiang looked at the sheepskin scroll and frowned slightly.""This undying shrine that just popped out, just what power is it that can actually auction off five good items!”
Obviously, Emperor Jiang didn't know about the appearance of the undying shrine, but he subconsciously felt that it wasn't simple.
To be able to take out a divine item like the Hong Meng Immortal Qi for auction, according to Houtu, this was something that could prove one's Dao and become a Saint. As long as one completely refined the Hong Meng Immortal Qi, one could break through to the Saint Realm.
He even said that those below the Saint Realm were ants.
What shocked Emperor Jiang the most was that the hall master of the undying shrine actually put the Primal Purple Qi up for auction.
This was equivalent to giving away a Saint, and it was only exchanged for some resources.
This was really worth it.
Even though Emperor Jiang was very disdainful of the Sage and would not pay a visit to him, he had to admit that the Sage was powerful. When Hongjun became a Sage, if it were not for the protection of the Hall of Pangu, he would probably be lying on the ground like a Great Divine Warrior.
"Big Brother, the Hall Master is very mysterious. We all suspect that the Hall Master is a Saint!”Houtu said to Emperor Jiang with a solemn face.
" A Saint?!" Emperor Jiang rubbed his chin. With so many great divine arts practitioners making the same judgment, it definitely couldn't be wrong.
A saint became an auctioneer, explaining the advantages of a divine item to everyone, and then auctioning it. This mysterious hall master really made people curious!
Emperor Jiang muttered in his heart. Then, he looked at the sheepskin scroll and took it over. He was about to take a look when the She Bi Corpse beside him shouted,"Big brother, don't tell me you want to look at this thing. The Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art hasn't been fully mastered yet.”
"Humph, if looking at other cultivation methods is disrespectful to god father, then you could have used your lives to atone for your sins long ago.”Emperor Jiang snorted coldly. His dignified gaze made She Bi Shi cower in embarrassment.
"Moreover, since the undying shrine master is right, this technique is very suitable for us Ancestral Magi!”
Emperor Jiang then began to examine the patterns on the parchment scroll. His pupils constricted as he saw a muscular man standing in the ruins of the world.
His entire body emitted a strong destructive aura, but it was not destructive. Instead, it was a mysterious aura of the Great Path. Then, the burly man suddenly clenched his fist and punched forward. The chaos was directly shattered into pieces, and the Great Path wailed.
Suddenly, Emperor Jiang's scalp went numb. Then, his body shattered into pieces. With a bang, Emperor Jiang's consciousness returned, but he was already drenched in sweat.
He had seen a supreme mighty figure with powerful and pure power displayed in front of Emperor Jiang, allowing him to see clearly what the Dao of the physical body was. With a punch, the Dao was destroyed.
"This is to build the strongest Dao foundation. What suits you is the strongest. The Supreme Dao Scripture is indeed worthy of its reputation.”
Emperor Jiang looked at the sheepskin scroll and praised it. This scene stunned the Ancestors of Sorcery.
What was wrong with Big Brother? Why did he suddenly praise the scroll when he picked it up? This inexplicable situation made the Ancestral Magi present confused.
"I know what you're thinking right now. You think that the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art is invincible, but today, I'm going to break this rule and show you the outside world!”
Emperor Jiang smiled. He couldn't let himself see the power of the Daoist scripture. He needed others to see it. This was for their own good.
"You're not allowed to not look at it. Moreover, you have to cultivate it for me, do you hear me?”
After saying that, Emperor Jiang handed the sheepskin scroll to the Candle Dragon beside him. Secondly, he naturally had to improve his strength.
There were Sages in Untainted Land now. If the Ancestor of Sorcery was not strong enough, how could he unify Untainted Land and fulfill the will of protecting the Father?
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