Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

"Buzz!"

In an instant, he released a majestic aura that enveloped the entire four seas and took in all of humanity.

"what?!"

But at this moment, Zhen Yuanzi's eyes narrowed, as if he had discovered something surprising.

"Brother Taoist, why are you like this?" Taoist Hongyun asked puzzledly.

Afterwards, he also released his spiritual sense to explore into the formation.

"Hi~!"

Immediately afterwards, Taoist Hongyun couldn't help but take a breath, with a look of shock on his face.

"This...how is this possible?"

"Aren't they an acquired race created by Goddess Nuwa? They should be weak and sickly."

"Surprisingly... Everyone can practice, and their aptitude is outstanding, and their cultivation progress is so fast!"

"The human race is incredible!"

Taoist Hongyun said in great shock.

"Hoo~!"

At this time, Zhen Yuanzi let out a long breath, his eyes still flashing with excitement.

He smiled and sighed sincerely, "If I'm not mistaken, it is very likely that Daoist Fellow Ying Zheng guided them in their cultivation. There are both those who cultivate the Yuan Shen and those who cultivate the Martial Arts among the human race!"

"Moreover, that martial art is extremely mysterious, and seems to be a completely new cultivation system that even Master Hongjun has never mentioned!"

"I really don't know how Daoist Fellow Ying Zheng came up with this cultivation system!"

After sighing for a while, Zhen Yuanzi raised his Qi Yun Dan and shouted loudly to the inside of the formation, "I am one of the listeners of Zixiao Palace, Zhen Yuanzi from the Wuzhuang Temple on Wanshou Mountain, and I have a deep friendship with Taoist friend Ying Zheng!"

"Today, because I have no disciples, I have come to the human race to accept a few people who are destined to be my disciples!"

"Anyone who wants to be my disciple can come and give it a try!"

"Buzz!"

Zhen Yuanzi's voice echoed for a long time throughout the four seas.

Many human race members were overjoyed when they heard this.

"He is actually a good friend of the Holy Father?"

"That person must be an incredible immortal. I want to give it a try!"

"Yes, yes, yes. If I could become his disciple, my cultivation would surely increase greatly in the future!"

"That's right, maybe I can see the Holy Father again in the future!"

"..."

As a result, many human disciples walked out of the formation to try.

After some selection, Zhen Yuanzi was contented to accept dozens of disciples with excellent aptitudes.

……

at the same time!

Ying Zheng brought several beauties with him, stepped on the head of the Candle Dragon, and soared above the sky.

They soon arrived at their new destination.

……

Tens of thousands of years have passed since the first battle between the wizards and the lich. In that war, the wizards and the lich suffered heavy casualties, countless lives were lost, and the battle was brutal. Both tribes were seriously injured. However, fortunately, the top warriors of both tribes were safe and sound.

Under their leadership, after tens of thousands of years of recuperation, the two tribes of witches and liches not only recovered their former combat power, but even surpassed it. Their influence spread throughout the prehistoric world, and they became the two undisputed overlords.

At this moment, in the Pangu Hall of the Wu Clan, twelve thrones stood tall, and on each throne sat a powerful being, they were the twelve ancestors of the Wu Clan. And the one sitting in the center was none other than Emperor Jiang, the ancestor of time.

"My fellow brothers and sisters, although there has not been a major war between our Lich and Wizard races in recent years, small frictions continue to occur. How do you think we should deal with it?" Di Jiang asked in a deep voice with a solemn expression.

As soon as Di Jiang finished speaking, Zhurong, the ancestor of fire and the one with the most explosive temper, snorted coldly, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

"Brother, do you still need to ask? If the demons refuse to obey, we will have another big fight with them and we must kill them all!" Zhu Rong said murderously, "If it weren't for Hongjun's obstruction, how could the demons be our opponents?"

"Zhu Rong, why are you still so irritable?"

Before Dijiang could speak, Gonggong, the ancestor of water, who had always been at odds with Zhurong, sneered.

He stared at Zhu Rong and said in a deep voice: "Even if we could defeat the demon tribe back then, how much fighting power do you think the witch tribe would have left? Is that the result you want to see?"

"Gong Gong, are you afraid?"

Zhu Rong stood up suddenly and glared at Gong Gong. "Your fear is your business, but why should I, the Wu people, fear death? If we can die on the battlefield, it will be the supreme honor of my Wu people!"

"Zhu Rong, as the ancestor of witches, how can you treat the lives of your people so lightly?"

Gong Gong refused to give in and shouted angrily: "I, Gong Gong, stand between heaven and earth. How could I ever be afraid? But if I can avoid unnecessary sacrifices, I will never want to see my people die miserably!"

"you……"

"enough!"

Seeing that Zhurong was still trying to scold Gonggong, Dijiang could not help but shout loudly, his voice was like a bell, which shocked the two men to stop arguing.

Di Jiang glanced at the other ancestor witches present and asked, "Do you have any other opinions?"

"Big brother!"

At this time, a clear voice like a yellow oriole sounded. Everyone looked over and saw the beautiful Hou Tu Zu Wu slowly speaking.

"Brothers, I think that our ancestor witch's top priority right now is to recuperate and avoid unnecessary disputes. Only in this way can we grow stronger at the fastest speed." Hou Tu said softly, "Otherwise, if we go to war with the demon tribe again, it will inevitably lead to the destruction of lives and the tragic death of innocent people, which is what we don't want to see."

Obviously, Hou Tu does not want to go to war with the demon clan.

"Sister Hou Tu is right!"

Xuanming, the ancestor of rain, also echoed softly, "We should accumulate strength first and wait for the right time."

"Okay, it's definitely not the right time yet." Di Jiang nodded slightly in agreement.

However, at this moment, the heaven and earth suddenly shook, and an extremely domineering aura swept in, instantly enveloping the entire witch clan.

Faced with this powerful aura, even Di Jiang and others couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts and their faces changed drastically.

"How dare you, who dared to break into my witch tribe?"

Zhu Rong had just finished arguing with Gong Gong and was in a bad mood. After sensing this terrifying aura, he immediately became furious and shouted, "Look, I'm going to kill you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Rong turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the direction of the breath on a fire dragon.

"not good!"

Di Jiang shouted in a low voice, "The person who came is not Di Jun or Tai Yi, and he does not show any hostility. I am afraid Zhu Rong will get into big trouble if he goes there!" After he finished speaking, he tore through the void and flew away without saying anything more.

Dijiang controls the power of spatial order and can travel freely in space.

"Let's go too!"

The other ancestor witches looked at each other, and then they all took off and flew into the void.

"Huh? In addition to that domineering aura, there is also a very familiar aura!"

Hou Tu suddenly raised her pretty eyebrows and muttered something.

Then, she seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help but exclaimed: "No, it's... it's him!"

"Brother Zhurong, please don't do anything or you'll make a big mistake!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hou Tu turned into a stream of light and flew out.

……

at the same time!

Zhu Rong stepped on two fire dragons and soared into the sky with overwhelming momentum. He planned to fight with the guy who dared to enter the Wu clan's territory and let him know how powerful the Wu clan is.

quickly!

Zhu Rong passed through layers of clouds and saw the being that exuded a domineering aura.

However, when he saw the scene clearly, he was stunned!

Even though Zhurong was fearless, when he looked at the Zhulong that blocked out the sky and stood at the top of the sky, he stood still and did not dare to act rashly.

I saw Zhulong standing on the top of the sky, as if shining with the sun and the moon, exuding a terrifying aura of destruction. His huge eyes stared at Zhurong coldly, without any emotion, as if he was looking at a tiny ant.

In particular, the murderous aura emitted by Zhulong swept across heaven and earth, causing the void to distort.

"Gulu~!"

Zhu Rong swallowed instinctively, and a fearful look appeared on his face. Although he was not afraid, he was already on high alert. Because he knew very well that the dragon in front of him was extremely powerful, even far more powerful than Di Jun and Tai Yi. If he was not careful, he might die on the spot.

Although Zhu Rong had a hot temper and was belligerent, he was not a stupid person. In some matters, he was very sensible.

So he resisted the urge to take action first.

"Hoo~!"

Zhu Rong took a deep breath, stared at Zhu Long, and shouted: "Why did you, a divine dragon, break into my Wu clan's territory?"

At this moment, the void around Zhu Rong twisted, and then Di Jiang's figure slowly appeared.

"what?!"

When he saw Zhulong, Dijiang was also startled and frowned. While he was glad that Zhurong did not take action, he looked solemnly at the head of Zhulong.

There, he not only felt the aura of Zhulong, who dominated the world, but also vaguely sensed several other auras. It was no wonder that Zhurong failed to notice Ying Zheng and the others at first. Zhulong's aura was too strong and completely attracted his attention.

However, Di Jiang was extremely careful, and he detected the presence of Ying Zheng and others through the weak fluctuations in the space. This discovery made his face even more solemn.

How strong is that person who can control such a terrifying dragon? Di Jiang secretly speculated in his heart that at least, he could not compete with him. He believed that he could not even beat Zhulong, let alone the mysterious person on Zhulong's head.

"Excuse me, which master has visited my Wu tribe?" Di Jiang did not dare to be careless at all. He stepped forward and asked loudly.

At this time, Ying Zheng and several women slowly walked out from the head of Zhulong.

"What? There are still people?" Zhu Rong's eyes widened in astonishment, "And they are standing on the head of that terrifying dragon? Who... who are these people?"

The more Zhu Rong looked at Ying Zheng, the more shocked he was. He felt a vague Taoist charm from Ying Zheng, and felt that Ying Zheng contained infinite magical power, which was extremely terrifying, as if he was an unfathomable existence.

What shocked him even more was that he also felt a power from Ying Zheng that could destroy the heavens and the earth. It was a physical strength that was no less powerful than that of their ancestor witch!

"How is this possible? There are people in this world whose physical strength can be compared with that of our ancestor witch?" Zhu Rong exclaimed in his heart.

The twelve witch ancestors were all formed from the essence of Pangu. In addition to being born with a power of order, they were most proud of their incomparably strong physical strength. In their opinion, even the saints of the Heavenly Dao could not surpass them in physical strength.

However, the man in front of him was as strong as them in terms of physical strength, which was really shocking. Zhu Rong felt a sense of fear towards Ying Zheng.

Di Jiang naturally also sensed the terrifying strength of Ying Zheng. He narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes flashed with brilliance, and his face was full of solemnity and fear. He knew that if Zhulong and Ying Zheng joined forces, it would probably be the end of the witch clan. Even if the twelve witch ancestors joined forces, they might not be able to resist.

Fortunately, Dijiang did not sense any hostility from Ying Zheng. But just in case, he quickly sent a message to Zhu Rong, asking him not to act rashly to avoid angering the other party.

"I am Ying Zheng, a disciple of Master Tongtian. I have come here specially... to find Hou Tu, the ancestor of witches." Ying Zheng's indifferent voice sounded.

To be honest, Ying Zheng and Hou Tu did not have much contact. Apart from meeting once when listening to the teachings in Zixiao Palace, they also met once in Yingjiu Mountain. Even when Nuwa opened up the Wahuang Heaven, Hou Tu did not appear. But this did not affect Ying Zheng's excuse to come to the Wu tribe.

"What? Disciples of a saint?" Di Jiang and Zhu Rong were shocked again when they heard Ying Zheng's words.

They still knew about the great powers of the saints, especially Hou Tu, who had been to Zixiao Palace to listen to the teachings and described to them the terrifying power of Hongjun Daozu. Although the Wu clan did not fear heaven and earth, they would not blindly offend the saints of heaven.

Moreover, they heard Ying Zheng say that he was here to see Hou Tu, the ancestor witch. So, Di Jiang bowed and said with a smile: "So you are a disciple of the saint. I wonder what you are here to see Sister Hou Tu for?"

"Nothing. She invited me here that year, so I just stopped by to take a look." Ying Zheng shook his head and said.

Hearing this, Zhu Rong and Di Jiang smiled at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. Since they were invited by Hou Tu Zu Wu, they were not enemies. It must be said that the sense of oppression that Ying Zheng had just given them was too strong, so they had to be cautious.

“Hahaha! Since you are Hou Tu’s friend, you must be a friend of my Wu Clan. We warmly welcome you!” Zhu Rong laughed heartily. “I was rude just now!”

This shows that although Zhu Rong had a bad temper and loved to fight, his friendship with his brothers and sisters was sincere. Even though he and Gong Gong seemed to be incompatible on the surface, they actually had a good relationship.

Soon, ten more figures broke through the void and rushed over. They were Hou Tu and the other ten witch ancestors.

"Ye...Young friend Ying Zheng!" After seeing Ying Zheng, Hou Tu's beautiful eyes lit up and she shouted happily.

"Whoosh!".
After hearing Hou Tu's words, many ancient witches looked at him with puzzled expressions.

"My dear brothers, Sister Xuanming, don't be nervous, he is my friend!" Hou Tu quickly explained with a smile, "Young friend Ying Zheng has a bold and unrestrained personality. We once listened to the teachings together in Zixiao Palace!"

"Come to think of it, Young Master Ying Zheng was very kind to our Wu Clan and saved many of our clansmen!"

Hou Tu’s words made Ying Zheng feel a little embarrassed.

Saved the witch warriors?

If Hou Tu had not pleaded for them, he would have sent those Wu Clan warriors away long ago. Would that count as saving them?

"So that's it!"

The other ancient witches did not know the inside story and just thought that Hou Tu was telling the truth, so they all nodded.

The hostility towards Ying Zheng also disappeared in an instant!
"Eh? Young friend Ying Zheng, you...your cultivation...!"

Suddenly, Hou Tu's face changed slightly and she instinctively took a breath of cold air.

She finally discovered that Ying Zheng's cultivation had become unfathomable, and he was no longer the young man who had not even reached the level of a quasi-saint in front of the Treasure Sharing Cliff in Zixiao Palace.

Him now!

Even the dragon under him is countless times more powerful than Hou Tu. (End of this chapter)