Primordial: Yunmeng Snake

"If you want to make progress in cultivating the physical bloodline, the amount of blood required is not a small amount. Even to maintain daily consumption, the requirements are quite large."

"Just like you and me, the entire Buzhou Mountain is already needed to support us for our food needs, and it's even slightly insufficient. If it weren't for the temple, I'm afraid the creatures in the Buzhou Mountain wouldn't be enough to sustain you and me."

"After creating a race, we cannot let them rely solely on the temple for support. If their food intake is similar to ours, it will be better if there are not many people in the tribe."

Zhu Jiuyin hesitated when he said this, but still gritted his teeth and said:

"If there are too many, I'm afraid that sooner or later we will end up on the opposite side of prehistoric times."

Upon hearing this, the twelve witch gods all had slightly different attitudes. Some were indifferent, while others were worried.

"As long as the tribe can live a good life, then there is nothing to fear from confrontation. I don't believe they can compete with us."

"After all, we relied on the temple to create the race. Rather than saying that we created it, it is better to say that they are all blood descendants of God the Father, our brothers and sisters."

"Is it possible that those primitive creatures can be better than the blood descendants of Father God?"

"It's just a fight, I'm not afraid of it, and in cultivating the power of physical blood and law, the progress will definitely be much faster than theirs. As long as we continue to use it up, we will definitely win."

Zhu Rong undoubtedly agrees with the creation of races, and he also thinks so. Even most of the wizard gods agree with Zhu Rong's remarks.

Including Zhu Jiuyin, who has been analyzing before, they were born not too long ago, but their current strength is comparable to that of Fuxi and Nuwa.

"Among the people who came before, Taiyi is the more threatening one. Compared with the others, we are not bad either."

"But in terms of practice time, we have much less time than them. If we fight, how can we be afraid of him if the twelve of us are here."

Although Gonggong didn't like Zhu Rong, he fully agreed with Zhu Rong's previous remarks. He was even more radical, saying:

"The prehistoric world was opened up by Father God. As the blood descendants of Father God, we should own this world."

"If those creatures want to argue, we are not at fault. Although they have occupied the ancient wilderness for a long time, what does the ancient wilderness have to do with them?"

As soon as Gonggong said this, the eyes of the remaining eleven wizard gods changed instantly. Even Shebi Zhi, who had hesitated before and did not want to create a race, also changed his expression now.

Previously, they regarded the race they created as equal to all living beings in the prehistoric times, but now according to what Zhu Rong Gonggong said, the situation is completely different.

In the eyes of the wizard gods, these existing primitive creatures have transformed from the same kind before to enemies occupying the living space that should belong to them.

"Tron?"

Although Di Jiang had made up his mind, he still asked.

Everyone looked at each other, reached a consensus, and nodded in agreement with the creation of the race.

The prehistoric era was created by Father God. As a descendant of Father God, he should have the ownership of this world. Even if he doesn't fight for it, he doesn't want to fight for it.

Rather than fearing confrontation with all sentient beings, even when creating a race, one must consider the threats posed by sentient beings in the wild.

After thinking for a while, Hou Tu suggested:

"We all call ourselves witch gods, so the race we created should be called witches."

Everyone had no objections, so Di Jiang led the team and walked towards the place where they were born.

After overcoming obstacles and formations, the twelve people arrived at the foot of a cliff and began to dance.

Following their movements, Buzhou Mountain seemed to elicit responses from Buzhou Mountain and comments from heaven and earth.

In the weird movements, the power of the laws is revealed, entangled with each other, the cliffs are constantly shaking, and the pressure of the Great God Pangu is filled.

It wasn't until everyone seemed to sense something that the weird movements gradually stopped, and a slender crack appeared on the cliff wall during the vibration.

It wasn't until the shaking of the cliff stopped that everyone gradually walked into the crack.

After entering on foot, I discovered that there was a cave inside. A long staircase gradually penetrated deep into the cliff from the crack.

Led by Di Jiang, the twelve people gradually went deeper step by step. After the people disappeared, the cracks on the cliff also disappeared.

From the outside, it seems that there is no difference from before. Everything that happened just now seems to not exist, with no trace at all.

Everyone walked in the darkness for an unknown amount of time before a bright light appeared, and everyone's eyes suddenly became clear.

Countless white jade exudes gleaming light, making the mountain as bright as day, and Pangu's pressure is almost solidified in it.

These white jades form a simple hall with few decorations and little cover around it. It is clear at a glance what the internal environment is like.

Above the main hall, there is only a plaque hanging. Two divine symbols are displayed on the plaque, and the letter - Pangu.

The hall was extremely empty, except for a blood pool on the ground in the center, glowing with red divine light.

The blood in the pool was like ruby, rolling like boiling water, but there was nothing weird about it. It just made people feel sacred and extraordinary.

The twelve witch gods watched this scene quietly. They all walked out of the blood pool. Since their birth, they have been physically strong and accompanied by laws.

It's a pity that since everyone left, they never came back, and there were even rare occasions when everyone got together.

But now, in order to create a race and expand Pangu's descendants, twelve people gathered here again and returned to Pangu Palace.

Everyone looked at each other, then knelt down together and worshiped:

"Father God, I, Emperor Jiang (Liaoshou, Jumang, Gonggong, Zhurong, Houtu, Tianwu, Xuanming, Qiangliang, Shebishi, Xizi, Zhujiuyin) are here to pay my respects!"

"We are deeply aware that the descendants of Father God are rare, and we are here today to pay our respects. We want to put ourselves first, create a witch clan, pass on the descendants of Father God, and spread the majesty of Father God."

“I don’t know if Father God agrees, so what should we do?”

Di Jiang and others said in unison, and as their words fell, there seemed to be a supreme will coming from somewhere.

Pangu's pressure was overwhelming, unchanged from before, but Di Jiang and others seemed to have received a response. They were extremely excited and said together:

"We must keep our mission and commitment in mind, spread the majesty of God the Father, and let the creatures in the wild know the greatness of God the Father."

After saying that, the twelve witch gods opened their wrists at the same time, and blood similar to the blood in the blood pool flowed out, like ruby ​​​​and fell into the blood pool.

The overflowing blood pool suddenly boiled violently, and red light shone out, revealing the breath of life, and began to fill the Pangu Palace.

As the blood pool rolled, the essence and blood that originally fell into the blood pool seemed to have life, and began to evolve rapidly until a human figure formed in it.

These figures slowly walked out of the blood pool. They were tall and mighty, exuding auras similar to those of the twelve witch gods.

They evolved from different essences and blood, followed the similar aura of the Witch Gods, and naturally walked behind the twelve Witch Gods.

Since then, every witch god has been followed by about a thousand witch tribesmen, including half and half men and women, and asexual singles.

The auras of some of them were much stronger than those of others who came out of the blood pool.

When Di Jiang saw this situation, he immediately laughed and said:

"Now that the Witch Clan has appeared, you and I are no longer the Twelve Witch Gods. From now on, we will be the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Witch Clan!"

The other eleven witch gods also had smiles on their faces when they saw the witch clan appeared, and Hou Tu even said:

"Then I will be the ancestral shaman of the Houtu tribe. Houtu, this kind of shaman god is not appropriate."

While the ancestral witches were chatting and laughing, they also noticed those people whose auras were much stronger than others.

Although I don't know why there is such a difference, I still called those people out and gave them names to make them appear different from the rest.

And they are:

Dijiang tribe, Chiyou.

Gonggong tribe, Xiangliu.

Xuanming tribe, Rain Master.

Houtu tribe, Kuafu and Dayi.

Tianwu Tribe: Feng Bo.

Xuanming Tribe: Jiufeng.

These seven people are among the witch clan created by the twelve ancestral witches. They have the most powerful aura, far surpassing the others. They are also the only witches with names currently.

Seeing that all the matters planned had been completed, the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not delay too much. After letting the tribesmen finish worshiping the Father God, they led the team away to explore a territory suitable for the survival of their tribe.

But they didn't know that after the birth of these witch clans, the originally overflowing blood pool seemed to have dropped a little, although the change was extremely small.

And they were born too late, and had never communicated with the outside world. They didn't even know that there was a race that single-handedly fought against all living beings in the wild, called ferocious beasts.

And this ferocious beast is very similar to them. They don't practice the Tao, but only cultivate the physical body and blood. They feed on all living beings in the primitive world, and regard the heaven and the earth as pasture.

The difference between the two is only that wisdom and ferocious beasts can practice magical powers, while they can practice the power of laws.

Qi, Di Jun and others did not know about the birth of the Wu Clan, but even if they knew that the Wu Clan had been born, judging from the current situation, their strength was not worthy of attention.

In chaos.

He raised his eyebrows and watched quietly as another world collapsed. The chaotic air flow continued to pour into the center of the world, evolving into a new chaotic storm.

At this time, the aura emanating from Yangmei is mellow, and the injuries in the past have finally been recovered. At this time, he is only one step away from realizing Hunyuan.

"Hongjun, Luo Hu, I'm going to look for you right now, but I don't know if the Hedao you are pursuing can save your lives!"

As Yangmei's words fell, a tyrannical aura spread from Yangmei's body, causing the chaotic storm that had formed to be wiped out.

Countless thin willow branches travel through the chaotic airflow, looking for the possible direction of the prehistoric world.

There is no direction in chaos, and the great road leaves the prehistoric world and enters chaos, which makes the expansion of chaos even faster.

The expansion of chaos also means that even if you raise your eyebrows now, you can't easily find the location of prehistoric times in chaos.

In Yujing Mountain, Hongjun was still working on sealing the four ferocious beasts, but suddenly he felt uneasy and felt that a disaster was imminent.

But the jade plate of good fortune did not give him any hint, which made Hongjun instantly think of the only possibility. He only heard him murmuring to himself:

"Raised eyebrows? Raised eyebrows! It must be him, but why his recovery speed is so fast is unreasonable."

"There is nothingness in the chaos. With his injuries, he shouldn't be repaired so quickly. It seems that the avenue entering the chaos has also caused other changes in the chaos."

"But no matter what, I should have made preparations earlier."

Hongjun looked at the four ferocious beasts in front of him, a little embarrassed, but he seemed to suddenly think of something, and suddenly smiled and said:

"It can be regarded as your luck. Pindao has important things to do at the moment and doesn't have much time to take care of you. However, Pindao has thought of a good place for him."

"If you and others can escape from there in the future, be sure not to cause chaos in the future. If you and others commit evil again, we will be killed without mercy."

Having said this, the smile on Hongjun's face disappeared and his eyes turned cold, making the four ferocious beasts have no choice but to believe what the man in front of them said.

Hongjun saw that the four fierce beasts could only nod frantically in agreement because they were restrained and could not speak, so he restrained his murderous intent and put the four fierce beasts into his sleeves.

"At present, the preparations required for the Hedao have not been completed. It seems that we cannot deal with it in the prehistoric world. However, Chaos is its home field. It seems that we still have to work harder for Fellow Daoist Luohou."

"I just hope that Fellow Daoist Luohou can understand and don't blame me. After all, I am really helpless and have to do it myself."

As soon as the voice fell, Hongjun did not stay and rushed to the outer heaven.

At their level, they may not believe in the destiny or the deduction, but the warning on a whim is absolutely impossible to go wrong.

Regarding their own safety, the long-term life cultivation will give a sense in the dark. Although there is no source of information, it is the thing that many innate sacreds believe in the most.

After all, the secrets of heaven can be deceived, and the deduction may go wrong, but long-term practice will not deceive oneself.

The sky outside the Heaven, which was supposed to be dark, suddenly became overcast, and a giant eye opened in the sky, and suddenly thunder roared in the whole world.

In order to escape Hongjun's punishment, Luohou naturally did not pay a price. Now his divine body has dissipated, and all of it is used to open up the outside of the Heaven.

At the moment, Luohou can't even peek into what happened in the prehistoric world. All his power and consciousness are confined to the outside of the Heaven.

Although he has clearly turned into the outside of the Heaven, he suddenly has a sense of crisis that forces Luohou to wake up from his deep sleep. The feeling of impending disaster makes Luohou very uncomfortable.

"What is the reason? Why do I feel this way? Yangmei? Or Hongjun?"

Luohou thought to himself, but no matter what, he had to face it.

"No, Tianwaitian alone cannot resolve this disaster, otherwise I would not have such a feeling. It seems that the back-up plan must be prepared early."

"I thought that the back-up plan would not be activated in the short term, but I didn't expect that Tianwaitian would be abandoned after only a few Yuanhui!"

Luo Hou was indignant, but he didn't have time to think too much. He needed to know where the source of his uneasiness was before he could respond and protect himself.

Condensing the remaining little source, he continued to extend it to the starry sky closest to Tianwaitian. Only by entering the starry sky could he have the ability to activate the back-up plan.

At this moment, Luo Hou was extremely grateful for his foresight in the past. He had already found all the retreat routes, and outsiders could never predict where he would go.

P S: I owe 4,000 words, and I will pay it back tomorrow. I will update two chapters tomorrow, a total of 8,000 words.

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