In the outside world.
At the peak of the Ancestral Sorcerer Mountain.
The Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation covered the sky and the earth. Endless Evil Spirit filled the sky. The twelve black banners swayed the sky and the ancient songs of the Sorcerer Tribe reverberated between heaven and earth.
Ye Xuan stood in the middle of the Twelve Divine Fiend Formation. He could completely feel the terror of this formation. Just the baleful aura circulating around him was enough to annihilate the primordial spirit of a Great Luo Golden Immortal. Even if a quasi-sage wasn't in such a formation, he would still die.
However, Ye Xuan wasn't afraid at all. He calmly stood in the middle of the number one formation of the Three Realms, completely ignoring the might of the Twelve Divine Fiends Formation.
The top Formation of the Three Realms was indeed terrifying, but only to others. With Ye Xuan's current cultivation, this formation was not a threat to him. Unless the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcerer condensed the Real Body of Pangu, they could not pose any threat to him.
There were twelve black banners in the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation. Under each banner stood an Ancestor of Sorcerer, which also represented their position.
Not to mention that Houtu was a Sage, she was the Ancestor of Sorcerer of Earth. At this moment, she was standing under a black banner. The witchlight around her soared into the sky. The token of the Ancestor of Sorcerer floated above her head and glowed slowly.
Zhurong: the Ancestor of Fire of the South.
Xuan Ming: the Ancestor of Rain.
Qiang Liang: the Ancestor of Thunder.
Tian Hao: the Ancestor of Wind.
There were five Ancestors of Sorcerer here. They stood under the black banners and took out their tokens. They were also chanting a mysterious scripture, as if they were calling for their companions.
The five Ancestors of Sorcerer together with the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation was the way to summon other Ancestors of Sorcerer. Once they sensed their summons, the other seven Ancestors of Sorcerer would definitely come back quickly.
Ye Xuan stood in a desolate manner. He did not move or speak, allowing Houtu and the four Ancestors of Sorcerer to cast their spells. He was as calm as water, without any ripples.
To be honest, the Sorcerer Tribe had a great conflict with him. They had caused him a lot of trouble in the past, not to mention the karma between him and Houtu.
With Ye Xuan's current cultivation, it would not be difficult for him to exterminate the Sorcerer Tribe. It would also be easy for him to kill these Ancestral Sorcerers.
However, Ye Xuan did not want to do that because his real target was the Candle Dragon and Di Jiang. If he really destroyed the Sorcerer Tribe, it would be even harder for him to find the two of them.
Therefore, he could only force Houtu to find two people for him. This was his real goal. It was much better than destroying the Shaman Tribe.
Moreover, Ye Xuan also felt guilty towards one person, the Goddess of Guanghan. Back then, he fell into a state of paranoia and killed the Goddess of Guanghan with his own hands. This was his greatest regret. If he killed the Goddess of Guanghan's clan as well, Ye Xuan would never be able to overcome this hurdle in his heart.
Time flowed by like water.
Ye Xuan was like an immovable rock, quietly waiting for the return of the other Ancestral Magi. When the hundredth year had passed, the first one to return was Gong Gong, the Ancestral Magi of Water.
"Is Zhu Rong here?"
Gong Gong was tall and sturdy, with ripples around his body. When he returned to the Shaman Tribe, the first thing he asked was his old rival. However, before he could see the situation clearly, Houtu had already transmitted a message to him quickly, which made Gong Gong look at Ye Xuan with great surprise in his eyes.
Since the Great War of Witch-Demon Tribe, Gong Gong had gone to outer space to cultivate in seclusion on a withered star. If he had not sensed the summoning of Houtu and the others, he would not have known when he would wake up and return to the Shaman Tribe.
"Is this guy really so scary?"
Gong Gong narrowed his eyes and looked at Ye Xuan with a gloomy face. However, he had to believe Houtu's message. He could only take out his Ancestral Magi Divine Token and join the summoning like the other Ancestral Magi.
The appearance of Gong Gong made Ye Xuan's eyes brighten. He knew that Houtu did not lie to him. This method could indeed summon the other Ancestral Magi.
A thousand years later!
Goumang: Ancestral Magi of Wood in the East.
Rushou: Ancestral Magi of Gold in the West.
Tianwu: Ancestral Magi of Wind.
Qizi: Ancestral Magi of Lightning.
Shebi Shi: Ancestral Magi of Weather.
Five Ancestral Magi had returned from different places and all of them had returned to the Shaman Tribe. Ten Ancestral Magi had gathered under the twelve black banners.
With the return of the ten Ancestral Magi, the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation became more and more terrifying. Strands of earth-shattering evil spirit soared into the sky, and even the surrounding space showed faint signs of collapse.
This was not the scariest thing. The scariest thing was that the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation had faintly condensed a towering figure.
This figure was extremely illusory and gave people a sense of uncertainty. However, a boundless aura that could suppress all worlds was spreading out from it, making people who looked at it feel a great sense of submission.
"The Real Body of Pangu?"
Looking at this faintly discernible figure, Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes gradually. He could tell at a glance that this figure must be the Real Body of Pangu. If the Twelve Ancestral Magi gathered together, perhaps the Real Body of Pangu could really appear in the world.
A sense of crisis appeared in Ye Xuan's heart, which also made him stare at the Ten Ancestral Magi with flickering eyes.
If Dijiang and Candle Jiuyin returned at the same time, they could launch the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation and condense the Real Body of Pangu. Moreover, this formation was controlled by Houtu, a Heavenly Sage. Ye Xuan would be in great danger.
The Real Body of Pangu!
This was no child's play. It was as heavy as the firmament. If the Twelve Ancestral Magi really condensed the Real Body of Pangu, even Ye Xuan would have to flee.
Of course, Ye Xuan had expected this, and he would never wait for death. As long as he found that something was wrong, he would kill an Ancestral Magi immediately and prevent the Real Body of Pangu from condensing.
Ye Xuan was a person with a strong desire for control. He would never let things get out of his control and put himself in danger.
At this moment!
Houtu's expression was cold, but there was a hint of excitement in her eyes. At this moment, the Ten Ancestral Magi had returned, and the shadow of Pangu was looming. As long as Dijiang and Candle Jiuyin returned, they could condense the Real Body of Pangu.
However, when Houtu was excited, her eyes fell on Ye Xuan. When she saw Ye Xuan nodding and smiling at her, Houtu's breath suddenly stopped, and a sense of uneasiness rose in her heart. Then, she forced a smile and nodded at Ye Xuan, but there was a trace of seriousness in her eyes.
Houtu did want to condense the Real Body of Pangu and kill Ye Xuan here, which was also her truest thought. However, when she saw Ye Xuan's smiling face, the decision in her heart suddenly wavered.
Could she really kill Ye Xuan by condensing the Real Body of Pangu?
Houtu was asking herself. Her will was constantly wavering, and she was completely in a dilemma.
Her plan was very good, and it was progressing smoothly. The Ten Ancestral Magi had returned, and only two more Ancestral Magi were left to condense the Real Body of Pangu.
However, Houtu's will was wavering, and scenes of Ye Xuan's deeds appeared in her mind.
Ye Xuan had experienced countless death tribulations, but he still managed to survive unscathed.
Nüwa chased after him, Yuanshi wanted to kill him, and even several Sages of Heavenly Law joined hands. Even Daode Tianzun and Lao Tzu could do nothing to him, but he was still alive in the world.
In other words, even if Ye Xuan really condensed the Real Body of Pangu, he was no match for him. However, wouldn't Ye Xuan run away if he couldn't defeat him?
If he escaped, he would be a big problem for the Wu Tribe. In the future, Ye Xuan would definitely exterminate the whole tribe, and even the Twelve Ancestral Magi would not be spared.
Houtu gradually calmed down, because she found that she had a fatal flaw. Although the Twelve Ancestral Magi could condense the Real Body of Pangu, they could not be together every day. As long as one of them had a problem, they would definitely be ruthlessly attacked by Ye Xuan.
Moreover, Houtu could not guarantee that she could kill Ye Xuan after condensing the Real Body of Pangu. She could completely suppress this powerful enemy between heaven and earth, which was the biggest problem.
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