In the hall, Gong Ping looked at the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery who had fallen silent, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
As the Human Emperor, Gong Ping naturally would not ignore the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes, the two biggest obstacles to the rise of the human race.
The Sorcerer Tribe was extremely powerful individually!
However, the Sorcerer Tribe's weakness was their population!
The origin of the Sorcerer Tribe was created by the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery using their own blood essence and the blood pool formed by Pangu's heart.
However, the Pan Gu Blood Pool was not infinite. The Wu Tribe had lost their biggest source of population!
Even if there were two or two of them in the Sorcerer Tribe who would combine and reproduce.
However, it was even more difficult for the Sorcerer Tribe to have children than the Demon Tribe.
The entire Sorcerer Tribe had developed to this point, and it was unknown how many Yuanhui it had gone through before it was maintained at trillions!
And these trillions were barely a fraction of the demon race.
Even if the individual combat strength of the Demon Tribe was inferior to that of the Sorcerer Tribe, what did it matter?
If one demon can't kill you, then ten, or a hundred, or even a thousand!
Even if it was a pile, it could kill a Sorcerer Tribe member!
Gong Ping even felt that if the Sorcerer Tribe did not have the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery and the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation that they had comprehended, they would not have been able to do so.
If they dragged it out, the Demon Race would be able to drag the Sorcerer Race to death!
"According to what you said, the strength of our Sorcerer Tribe should be gradually weakening. Then why is the strength of our Sorcerer Tribe still increasing?”
Zhurong looked at Gong Ping, its eyes wide open and filled with confusion. It asked in a hoarse voice.
"The overall strength of the Sorcerer Tribe is increasing because the individual strength of the Sorcerer Tribe is increasing!”
"Take the tribe of Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu for example. A hundred thousand years ago, there were twenty Senior Sorcerers, but now there are a hundred Senior Sorcerers.”
"However, in the war with the Demon Tribe, the number of people in the tribe has decreased by half. Did the strength of the Sorcerer Tribe increase?”
Hearing Gong Ping's words, the group of Ancestors of Sorcery fell silent again.
All along, most of the Ancestors of Sorcery had only cared about fighting and killing, and only cared about cultivating more experts. They had never thought about this problem.
"If I'm not wrong, the population of the Sorcerer Tribe has not changed for a long time. Am I right?"
A confident expression appeared on Gong Ping's face.
After a long while, Emperor Jiang spoke to Gong Ping.
"You're right. But other than this, what other difference does our Sorcerer Tribe have compared to the Demon Tribe?”
Gong Ping said without hesitation.
"Of course!"
"Although the Voodoo Race is powerful individually, they can use the power of laws!”
"But the Wu Tribe doesn't have a primordial spirit. I'm sure they're powerless to fight against the spirit treasure of the monster trainer with their bare hands, right?”
"For example, the Ancestors of Sorcery are fighting against Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi of the Demon Tribe!”
Houtu, who was standing at the side, had a sly look in her eyes.
"Human Emperor Gong Ping, we all know about the problem you're talking about, but we don't have a solution.”
"Could it be that you have a solution to this problem?”
Emperor Jiang and the others looked at Gong Ping.
They were very calm and did not have any expectations for Gong Ping. After all, so many years had passed and they had no way out. Naturally, they did not believe that Gong Ping could have any good ideas!
However, they were wrong.
"Of course. Since I dare to ask, I naturally have a way to solve the problem of the Shamans being unable to use their Spiritual Treasures!”
Gong Ping smiled and said.
"What?"
"Do you have a solution?"
"How is this possible?"
“......”
Emperor Jiang and the others stood up one after another. None of them could control their auras.
The space in the entire hall suddenly became distorted, and black cracks appeared.
Their eyes were filled with disbelief.
Especially Houtu. At this moment, her mouth was wide open and her eyes were blinking, full of surprise.
Gong Ping looked at Houtu with a mischievous look in his eyes.
This made Houtu's face blush slightly, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across her eyes.
"Human Emperor Gong Ping, if you really have a solution to this problem!”
"I'm willing to exchange half of the treasures in the Sorcerer Tribe's treasury for it!”
After a long while, Emperor Jiang looked at Gong Ping with a solemn expression and promised him.
The other Ancestors of Sorcery did not object.
Although the Sorcerer Tribe's treasure vault had many Spiritual Treasures, if they could not be used, these Spiritual Treasures were just scrap metal to them.
If they could find a solution, the remaining half of the treasure vault would be enough for the Sorcerer Tribe to use!
Gong Ping pondered for a moment before nodding.
Whoosh!
Gong Ping waved his hand, and a jade slip floated in front of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
Emperor Jiang took the jade slip and began to read its contents.
Then, he handed the jade slips to the other Ancestors of Sorcery to check.
After the jade slip was circulated by the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, everyone smiled.
"What a good blood refinement technique!"
"We Shamans don't have Essence Souls, so we can't refine Numinous Treasures. We'll use our blood essence to cleanse and cultivate both our lives!”
"Not only that, you can also use your blood essence to refine divine materials and forge the weapons you like. These are the weapons that our Sorcerer Tribe should have!”
“......”
Emperor Jiang and the others exclaimed excitedly. They were even imagining what kind of weapon they should forge.
With combat weapons, the demons would not be able to gain any advantage in terms of external items.
In the next war, they would definitely be able to completely wipe out the demon race!
"Houtu thanks Human Emperor Gong Ping on behalf of our witch race!”
Houtu stood up and bowed to Gong Ping.
"We thank Human Emperor Gong Ping on behalf of the sons of our witch race!”
Di Jiang and the others also bowed to Gong Ping.
Looking at the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery in front of him, a complicated look flashed across Gong Ping's eyes.
Gong Ping laughed loudly.
"Haha, there's no need to be so polite. This is just a deal!”
"I'm only giving what I should!”
Upon hearing Gong Ping's words, Emperor Jiang waved his hand boldly and said to Gong Ping,"
"Since the Human Emperor is so magnanimous, our Sorcerer Tribe naturally cannot be stingy!”
"Human Emperor, please follow us to the Holy Land of the Sorcerer Tribe, Hall of Pangu!”
"Other than half of the treasures in the treasure vault of the Sorcerer Tribe, I'll also prepare a valuable gift for the Human Emperor as a thank-you gift from the Sorcerer Tribe!”
The other Ancestors of Sorcery nodded in agreement with Emperor Jiang's decision.
"In that case, I'll thank you all for your gifts!”
Gong Ping had a smile on his face. He didn't reject the goodwill of Emperor Jiang and the others. Instead, he accepted it calmly.
At this moment, Zhurong looked at Gong Ping and asked him.
"Human Emperor, I have a question for you!”
"Aren't you afraid that the Voodoo Race will attack the Human Race after obtaining the Blood Sacrifice Spiritual Treasure and the method to forge weapons?!”
As soon as Zhurong said that, the hall immediately fell silent.
Gong Ping raised his head and glanced at Zhurong, his expression calm.
"No one can destroy the human race, not the Sorcerer Tribe, not the Demon Tribe, not even the Saints!”
"If I'm here, the human race will be here!"
As soon as he finished speaking.
A sense of confidence filled the entire hall!
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