Ye Xuan laughed and said, "Candle Dragon, you didn't have to die. Unfortunately, you were too careless."
Ye Xuan was completely excited. At this moment, the Candle Dragon was imprisoned in his hand, and he was about to obtain the time ability.
How long had it been?
Ye Xuan couldn't even remember clearly. He'd coveted the power of time and space for too long, to the point that he yearned for it day and night. Today was the day he completed his dream.
Ye Xuan was looking forward to breaking the shackles of heaven and earth, reversing the river of time, and traveling between the past and the future.
Thinking about the means he would have in the future, Ye Xuan was so excited that he couldn't extricate himself, because he had finally embarked on a path of invincibility.
"Ye Xuan, you won't die a good death."
The Candle Dragon was in despair. He knew that he was going to die today, but even if he died, he had to curse Ye Xuan. The hatred in his eyes was so strong that it almost solidified.
"Won't die a good death?"
Ye Xuan laughed coldly and said, "I don't know if I will die a good death, but you will die under the Tribulation Transcender's bite."
"Swallow!"
"Roar!"
Like a ferocious beast roaring in the ninth heaven, Ye Xuan activated the Tribulation Transcender's bite, turning into a terrifying black fog that instantly flooded the Candle Dragon. The Candle Dragon screamed miserably and died.
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Ancestral Land of the Witch race, Ancestral Witch Temple.
"Bang!"
The Candle Dragon's statue exploded, and the entire Ancestral Witch Temple shook. Houtu and the nine Ancestral Witches were heartbroken, and angry voices came out of their mouths.
"Ye Xuan, the Witch race will fight you to the death." Houtu coldly reprimanded, and the other nine Ancestral Witches were also full of hatred. Everyone was in great grief.
Dijiang was dead, and so was the Candle Dragon. Only ten of the twelve Ancestral Witches were left, and they were hiding in the small world. This was simply the greatest shame in the history of the Witch race.
"Come."
Abruptly, Hou Tu flipped her hand and waved. A drop of Pan Gu spirit blood flew out of the broken statue and was taken into her hand.
"Dijiang and Candle Jiuyin are dead, but their Pan Gu spirit blood is still here. They will be the last hope of our kind." Said Houtu seriously.
"If we don't take revenge for this, we Magi will have lived in vain in the Three Realms!" Zhurong roared with hatred.
"Houtu, don't hesitate. Generate your Pan Gu body and fight Ye Xuan to the death." Gong Gong growled.
As the two Ancestral Sorcerers spoke out, the rest of the Ancestral Sorcerers echoed in anger. Everyone had a mournful look on their faces. Their hatred for Ye Xuan had reached its peak.
"Pangu's true body?"
Houtu murmured to herself. She looked around at the nine Ancestral Sorcerers and said solemnly, "Generating Pangu's true body is not a trivial matter. Although the twelve Ancestral Sorcerers have the method of generating Pangu's true body, they have never used it. We must be fully prepared before generating Pangu's true body."
"Yes, Pangu's true body is not a trivial matter. We must be united to ensure that nothing goes wrong." Said Xuan Ming in a deep voice.
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's quickly cultivate this method. When Pangu's true body is born, we must kill Ye Xuan." Said Ancestral Sorcerer Tianhao coldly.
"Pangu's true body is not that simple. Although we have the Pan Gu spirit blood of Dijiang and Candle Dragon, they are dead. We must find two people to inherit the spirit blood. Only then can we generate Pangu's true body."
"And don't forget that if we want to generate Pangu's true body, we need to practice and reach the realm of being united to unleash the power of Pangu's true body." Reminded Houtu first.
"Ancestral Sorcerer, we are willing to inherit Pangu's spirit blood and generate Pangu's true body together with the other Ancestral Sorcerers."
Suddenly, two figures entered the Ancestral Sorcerer Temple. One of them was Ancient Sorcerer Chiyou, while the other was a headless man with a pair of eyes and a mouth on his navel.
Chiyou? Xing Tian?
Houtu's eyes lit up and she looked relieved.
Needless to say, Chiyou was a top expert below the Ancestral Sorcerer and a real Sage-to-be. Except for the lack of Pangu's spirit blood and Divine Sense, Chiyou was the most suitable candidate.
Xing Tian was even more incredible. In the Great War of Sorcerer and Demon, Demon God Xing Tian went to the Ancient Demon Court alone. Although his head was cut off by Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Emperor Jun and he was defeated, Xing Tian's battle also established his reputation.
"Okay, you two will inherit these two drops of Pangu's spirit blood. I will also teach you the method to condense Pangu's true body. I hope we can do it as soon as possible," Houtu said solemnly.
On this day, dark clouds rumbled in the Sorcerer Tribe. The Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation was activated. Twelve towering figures sat cross-legged in the formation, and an extremely terrifying aura spread out.
Houtu and the others did not know how long it would take to condense Pangu's true body, but they believed that when Pangu's true body appeared, it would be the time of Ye Xuan's death.
...
Xumi Fairyland.
Ye Xuan sat cross-legged. His body was illusory, and two mysterious beams of light twined around him. The time and space of this small world were changing, giving people a feeling that the universe was upside down and the yin and yang were in chaos.
"Time Acceleration."
Suddenly, Ye Xuan roared, and the scene around him flowed quickly. Obviously, he was using the Divine Sense of Time to peek into the future.
Rumble!
Various scenes and images were presented.
A towering giant appeared in front of Ye Xuan's eyes, and he was attacking this giant. The boundless world was constantly collapsing, and a scene of destruction appeared.
Crack!
The mirror shattered and returned to reality. Ye Xuan's face turned pale, and the power of the Heavenly Dao suddenly suppressed him. However, it was blocked by the chaotic fog around him.
"Suppression of the Heavenly Dao?"
Ye Xuan slowly opened his eyes, and a look of understanding flashed across his eyes. It seemed that the Divine Sense of Time was not tolerated by heaven and earth. Every time he used this technique, not only would the power of the Heavenly Dao suppress him, but even the Divine Sense of Time would backfire on him.
Fortunately, Ye Xuan's cultivation was among the four tribulations of the Heavenly Dao. Whether it was the backfire of the Divine Sense of Time or the suppression of the power of the Heavenly Dao, it did not affect him much.
"Pangu's true body?"
Ye Xuan was slightly startled, because he saw an indomitable giant in the time acceleration, and he was in the middle of a great battle with this giant.
Ye Xuan did not need to think to know that this giant was Pangu's true body. Unfortunately, the Time Acceleration could only peek into the future, and he did not see the outcome of this battle.
After all, the Divine Sense of Time was only a Divine Sense, and this was not the power of time that allowed Ye Xuan to walk between the past and the future.
Moreover, the future was unpredictable. Even if Ye Xuan truly controlled the power of time and space, the future could be changed from the present. Therefore, the power of time and space could be said to be extremely mysterious. At this moment, Ye Xuan had only scratched the surface through the Divine Sense of Time.
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