The Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery had traveled around the entire Immortal Island, and it could be said that they had gained a lot.
"Nine supreme-grade Connate Numinous treasures, twelve superior-grade Connate Numinous treasures, twenty-seven medium-grade Connate Numinous treasures, and fifty-three inferior-grade Connate Numinous treasures!”
The Ancestor of Strength looked at the treasures in his hands, and he and the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery laughed excitedly.
This was only the number of spirit treasures. There were no less than a hundred innate spirit roots, various precious materials, and countless mineral veins.
"Big brother, the resources on this island are more than the resources we have collected over the years!”
Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu said with a smile. She could never have imagined that an immortal island could bring so many benefits.
At this moment, there were even more cultivators paying attention in secret. There were countless opportunities on the immortal island, and the immortal island itself was also a kind of resource.
Cultivating on the Immortal Island was twice as effective as cultivating. Therefore, many cultivators thought that the Sorcerer Tribe could not take the Immortal Island away.
In this way, the Immortal Island would definitely be left behind.
After all, this Immortal Island was too huge, and the Sorcerer Tribe did not know any array formations. It was impossible to take the Immortal Island away easily.
That was what the Three Pure Ones thought, especially Tongtian. After he saw the Immortal Island, it was as if his house had been occupied by the Sorcerer Tribe. He had a very difficult feeling to let go of.
" This magical island is completely a continent. The Shamans can't take it away. If we leave it in the North Sea, we'll be far away from the Shamans 'control center!”
Tongtian spoke. Clearly, he was also very concerned about the immortal island.
"I'd like to see how capable the Shamans are of taking away the island!”
Primordial Heaven Supreme looked at everything in front of him coldly. He was very disdainful.
This immortal island was Penglai Immortal Island. Its area was boundless and incomparably huge. It was indeed a continent.
In the Three Pure Ones 'opinion, if the three brothers did not use the array to shrink the immortal island, they would not be able to do anything to it.
Tai Qing stared at the mirror. He did not say a word. It was obvious that he was ready to see the Sorcerer Tribe make a fool of themselves.
Although the Voodoo Race was powerful, they did not know how to use formations or cultivate primordial spirits. This was their greatest weakness in Tai Qing's eyes!
In the North Sea, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were also worried.
"Big brother, this island is too big. We really can't take it away!”
"Why don't you let me stay in the North Sea and watch over the island?”
Grand Wizard Dijiang and Grand Wizard Gonggong spoke up. They had no choice but to stay here.
The Ancestor of Strength shook his head and said,"
"Now that the Primordial Land has not been unified, there is no need to occupy the Four Seas for the time being. We brothers cannot be separated for a long time.”。
The Ancestor of Sorcery spoke casually. Under the surprised gazes of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, he directly transformed into his trillion-foot-tall true body.
"Boom!"
A huge body of an Ancestral Sorcerer stretched across the world. His robust body was like a pillar of heaven and earth, and a terrifying power was emitted from it.
"This…"
Countless cultivators saw the giant in the world at this moment. His perfect body made all the cultivators envious.
"Ancestor of Strength, what are you doing?”
Emperor Ziwei's attention was drawn to the Strength Ancestor's figure.
That body of his had attracted her deeply.
"Could it be that he wants to move the island away?”
Emperor Ziwei quickly understood what was going on. Her small mouth gaped in shock.
The island was too huge, and it was really unbelievable to move it with physical strength.
This was like someone wanting to move the Primordial World away. That would definitely cause countless people to panic.
"You overestimate yourself!"
In Mount Kunlun, Tai Qing finally couldn't help but speak.
In his opinion, although the Ancestor of Sorcery was a Quasi-Sage Supreme, it was simply a fool's dream to move Penglai Immortal Island!
However, at this moment, the Ancestor of Sorcery took a step forward, and mysterious Wizard Marks appeared all over his body.
Dazzling starlight shone out from the different magic patterns, and a strong power flowed through his body.
"Rise!"
The Ancestor of Sorcery stood directly in the North Sea. The bottomless sea had tightly submerged his ankles.
"Rumble!"
With a series of violent tremors, the North Sea rippled for tens of thousands of miles. The Penglai Immortal Island was actually lifted up by the Ancestor of Strength with one hand!
At this moment, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were completely shocked.
They had all tried just now. Even if the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery joined forces, they could not move the Penglai Immortal Island.
But now, the Ancestor of Strength was holding the island with one hand, looking like he was at ease.
"This…"
In the Three Pure Palaces, Tai Qing's expression was dark and ugly.
He had just said that the Ancestor of Sorcery was overestimating himself, but now it seemed that he was blind.
Primordial Heaven Supreme and Tongtian, who were at the side, also completely shut their mouths.
The strength of the Ancestor of Sorcery was so great that they did not know what to say.
If the Ancestor of Sorcery did not have such terrifying strength, how could he have destroyed Patriarch Yinglong's body with a single punch?
Emperor Ziwei looked at the Ancestor of Sorcery. Her eyes shone brightly, and her face was filled with incredulous delight.
"The body of the Ancestor of Strength is... actually... so strong!”
Emperor Ziwei was extremely excited by his admiration for the powerful.
The Ancestor of Sorcery held Penglai Immortal Island with one hand, and the thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery returned together.
This time, they planned to place the Penglai Immortal Island in the Netherworld Blood Sea.
That place was close to the Netherworld and was the most heavily guarded place of the Sorcerer Tribe, so it was absolutely safe.
"Big brother is indeed the strongest!"
Ancestral Magus Zhurong looked at his big brother, his eyes filled with admiration.
The power of the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery was undoubtedly the strongest!
This time, not only did they get the resources on the immortal island, but they also moved the immortal island back. Other cultivators could forget about getting a single strand of hair.
Donghuang Wang retracted his gaze in disappointment. This time, he had no chance at all.
The Kun Peng Patriarch didn't pay any more attention. He had already received news that the demon army was heading toward the Northern Underworld Sea.
"Hmph! A puny little monster dares to come to my Darknorth? This time, you won't be able to leave!”
The Kun Peng Patriarch was a vengeful person. When he heard that the demon army was approaching, his first reaction was to fight to the death.
At this time, the Ancestor of Sorcery had already brought the Immortal Island back to the Netherworld Blood Sea and placed it properly here.
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