The Ancient One was getting more and more excited as he spoke. He was full of admiration and respect.
The Ancient One's brows relaxed and he smiled, "Senior, you have asked the right person. If you asked anyone else, the only answer you would get is that there is no one more powerful than the 12 Supreme Sorcerers."
It wasn't an exaggeration to say that this was a truly great character. If it weren't for him, the world would still be in a state of chaos.
Hearing this, Ling Xian silenced.
"He is the true ancestor of the Sorcerer Tribe!"
Was the Heavens afraid of him?
That was impossible. Even someone as powerful as him could not do this.
Afraid of another character who could rival Pan Gu?
But what followed was an even bigger mystery.
Hearing this, Ling Xian's eyes heated up.
Therefore, Ling Xian asked, "Do you know where the three ancestral lands are?"
The Ancient One sighed, "If it weren't for this, I would've sneaked into the ancestral lands a long time ago and helped the Ancient Fire Tribe rise."
Since the mysterious Qi originated from the majestic ancient blood, the ability to duplicate the totem was also because of this blood. The Sorcerer Tribe had a majestic ancestor. This meant that his majestic ancient blood came from Pan Gu!
"His ancestral totem is the root of all totems. The 12 Supreme Sorcerers also originated from it."
"The 12 Supreme Sorcerers were truly undefeatable. But they were not the first Sorcerer Tribe. Before them, there was a truly undefeatable existence."
For days, this fog had surrounded him tightly and messed with his emotions. Now that it was finally gone, he was naturally overjoyed.
He split open the heavens and created the universe. Whether it was his achievements or his battling abilities, he was truly the strongest throughout the ages!
Since it was Pan Gu's blood, then devouring the blood of the nine sage bodies was a piece of cake. Duplicating the totem and suppressing the Godly Fire was reasonable!
Ling Xian warned. The majestic ancient blood was a secret that was on par with the Painting of the Nine Immortals. He could not let outsiders know about it.
"I cannot believe that my blood belongs to Pan Gu …" Ling Xian's heart skipped a beat. Not even in his dreams did he think that his blood would have such a history.
"The ancestral lands?"
"Rumor has it that if one gathers all 12 totems, one can recreate the ancestral totem and dominate the world!"
"Now that you mention it, I remember."
Ling Xian's eyes brightened. His intuition told him that the Ancient One spoke of was the source of his blood.
Since the ancient books did not record the races of the two majestic beings, it was obvious that the Ancient One was deep in thought.
Hearing this, Ling Xian frowned and the fire in his eyes faded.
However, it was clearly unrealistic to fight against all the top tribes on his own. However, this did not mean that there was no hope.
Therefore, Ling Xian was very ecstatic. He felt his entire body lighten up and he was satisfied.
"The Pangu Heavenly Sovereign is the ancestor of all Sorcerers. Even the 12 Sorcerer Gods are only his descendants."
The Ancient One had already said that Pangu was the ancestor of all witchcraft and the root of the totem. If not for his blood, how could he have duplicated the totem and suppressed the Divine Fire?
According to the "he", he Ancient, he created the world!
Pan Ling, and and Ancient, God created, and created the world!
Liao Cang Qiong once said that every few tens of thousands of years, a person with ancient majestic blood will be born. Without exception, all of them will be sealed by God.
At this, Ling Xian froze.
He had to enter Pan Gu's ancestral lands. Not only for the treasures, but also to confirm if his blood truly belonged to this majestic being.
He had to go to Pan Gu's ancestral lands!
Ling Xian was confused and couldn't figure out what was going on. However, he was too lazy to think about it. Sooner or later, the truth will be revealed.
"I see."
"I know. But they have all been taken over by the top Tribes. Not just one Tribe, but all the top Tribes." The Ancient One smiled bitterly.
"That is why I forgot about such an important event."
Ling Xian's eyes brightened. The ancestral lands were no different from the human kind's residences. They were both treasures and inheritances. The only difference was the name.
At the same time, he was proud.
Empyrean Pangu had split the heavens and earth apart. He could be said to be a great existence that stood above the heavens and earth. So why would a person with his blood be sealed by the heavens?
Ling Xian was startled. He didn't think that this supreme being was from the Sorcerer Tribe!
Who wouldn't be proud to have his blood? Even peerless figures like the 12 Sorcerer Gods would feel honored!
No matter what it was, as long as it was related to Pan Gu, it must be an earth-shattering treasure. Even if it was just a strand of Pan Gu's hair, it was comparable to a heavenly sword that could cut through all nine levels of heaven and 10 levels of hell!
"It is my honor to be able to help you." The Ancient One was all smiles.
"It is not an exaggeration to say that everything about the Sorcerer Tribe originated from him. For example, the totem."
Then, all his questions were answered.
The Ancient One's expression was serious and his tone was full of respect.
The Ancient One had made it very clear that the three ancestral lands had been taken over by all the top Tribes. In other words, if he wanted to enter, he would have to fight against all the top Tribes.
"Oh?" Ling Xian was excited.
Ling Xian frowned and softly sighed, "It seems like everything left behind by the Sorcerer Tribe has been divided up by all the top Tribes."
"Thank you, Ancient Leader. Your words have cleared my doubts and made me feel refreshed." Ling Xian softly smiled.
"Don't tell anyone about what happened today."
After hearing this, Ling Xian was even more certain that his blood belonged to Pan Gu.
Though there was no concrete evidence, there was a 90% chance that this was the case. Unless, the Sorcerer Tribe had another Heavenly Lord. But the probability of this happening was so low that it was negligible.
"No wonder it could even devour the blood of the nine sage bodies. So it belonged to the Heavenly Lord …" Ling Xian was enlightened. All his questions about the Heavenly Lord's ancient blood had been answered.
Pausing, he continued, "It could be the blood of the Sorcerer Tribe's ancestor. Or it could be a treasure. I am not sure, but it must be a treasure that shocked the world."
The Ancient One nodded solemnly. Suddenly remembering something, he said, "Oh yes, Elder, I have seen records in my ancestor's diary. The Sorcerer Tribe left behind three ancestral lands."
Thus, Ling Xian's doubts disappeared and he was elated.
"The top Tribes that have been around for a long time naturally know the truth. But the majority of the Sorcerer Tribe does not know this secret."
Hearing this, the Ancient One was a little startled and frowned.
This was because Pan Gu was one of the two Heavenly Lords recorded in the ancient records!
The Ancient One nodded, "My ancestor's diary said that the three ancestral lands all contain treasures left behind by the Sorcerer Tribe. But there was no record of why."
"That's right."
"That's right."
"Due to unknown reasons, the majority of the Sorcerer Tribe does not know the truth. They think that the 12 Sorcerer Tribes are the ancestors."
"The real ancestors …"
"Elder, do not worry. I understand."
Pan Gu was the Heavenly Lord!
The Ancient One nodded solemnly, "He is the real ancestor of the Sorcerer Tribe. He is also the strongest existence in the history of the Sorcerer Tribe. His name is Pan Gu, also known as the Heavenly Lord."
Thus, Ling Xian's eyes brightened and he became determined.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
