Honghuang: Oh no, the Witch Clan Chief has lost his mind!

It's probably because Little Axe absorbed Little Blackie once.

Although Xiao Heizi's energy was completely depleted last time...

However, the small axe's various attributes were improved.

Therefore, the digestion and absorption time is directly halved this time.

Before long, the little axe's imposing consciousness waves once again entered Tianqi's mind.

It signifies that it has stood firm again, letting Apocalypse cleave it to its heart's content!

this day,

Tianqi sent a message to his elder brother, informing him that his brother had activated the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation to temporarily boost his strength.

Standing in the center of the great formation, Apocalypse felt the energy filling his body once again.

I couldn't help but shudder.

"This feeling is so irresistible!"

No matter how many times we do it, it never feels like enough.

Perhaps only when he truly reaches that level will he be able to resist!

However, I didn't covet it too much.

Tianqi, holding the small axe, smiled and looked at the Ancestral Witch Jumang, saying:

"Brother Jumang, this Fusang branch can be considered the supreme among woods."

In harmony with your origin.

"I will now help you comprehend the profound truth within!"

Jumang excitedly maintained the great formation, nodding repeatedly as he said:

"Alright, I'll do whatever my thirteenth brother says!"

The familiar procedure continued: Apocalypse activated the small axe.

Immediately, the white light entered Jumang's brow.

This time was much easier than the previous two times.

It consumes less energy and is faster.

Apocalypse was also slightly taken aback; the backlash had lessened.

Although the physical body still couldn't withstand the surge in power.

But it's clear that Little Axe absorbed less of the essence and spirit of the Apocalypse this time!

"Okay, okay!"

In that case, we'll need to find a few more black guys.

If I raise my cultivation level again, wouldn't I be able to unleash my ultimate attack without taking any damage?

Although Tianqi was spitting out blood, he was secretly overjoyed.

After the white light affected the Jumang Altar, the Ancestral Witches dispelled the great formation.

They waited quietly by the side for Jumang to adapt to the changes in his mind.

When the Ancestral Witch Jumang opened his eyes again,

Those eyes, which were originally filled with wildness and slightly cloudy,

It suddenly became clear and full of wisdom.

"I…"

Jumang felt an unprecedented clarity and once again took the branch of the Fusang tree in his hand.

This time, he no longer felt a vague, instinctive attraction.

Rather, it is the crystal-clear laws governing the flow of energy within it!

"Wonderful! Absolutely wonderful!"

Jumang was so excited that he spoke incoherently:

"Thirteenth brother! This time, it's not just you and me who have experienced a second spring in our lives."

I feel that I can give this tree branch a second spring!

"There's a high probability we can cultivate a Fusang tree that belongs to our Wu tribe!"

Apocalypse nodded with a smile, suppressing the pain in his body.

I've decided to lend a hand again, hoping my brother can help the baby hibiscus tree survive as soon as possible.

Then he turned to look at the Ancestral Witch Houtu and said:

"Having branches alone is not enough; you also need good soil."

"Brother Dijiang, please take Sister Houtu to fetch some of the Nine Heavens Breath Soil from under the Primordial Gourd Vine!"

"I hope this will help Brother Jumang achieve his goal of cultivating it successfully as soon as possible!"

Upon hearing this, the two nodded in agreement.

He immediately went to retrieve a handful of innate soil that shimmered with nine-colored light.

This innate soil contains boundless vitality and is the ultimate treasure for cultivating spiritual roots.

Tianqi believed that all ten of the innate spiritual roots should possess innate spiritual soil.

However, we didn't have time to explore the area under the hibiscus tree before.

I'll visit other places where spiritual roots are located when I have the chance.

Tianqi divided a portion of the Nine Heavens Breath Soil and gave it to Jumang, saying:

"Brother, use this soil as a base and your Wood God essence to activate it, and take good care of this Fusang branch!"

May we cultivate a rising star for the witchcraft world we've created together as soon as possible.

The witch's realm is dark and inconvenient!

Jumang, the ancestral witch, resolutely accepted the Breath of Earth, sensing the immense vitality within it.

He then looked at the hibiscus branches, his eyes flashing with astonishing light, and said:

"Don't worry, Thirteenth Brother! I've got it covered!"

Everything is so complete.

If we can't cultivate something of note...

I'll write my name, Jumang, backwards!

He solemnly swore an oath, embracing the tree branch and the soil of life.

He plunged headlong into the depths of the Pangu Palace and began his great cultivation endeavor.

......

Time flies, and the vast expanse of time flows by!

The demon race has been established for some time now.

The third sermon by Hongjun Daozu is also approaching...

Since the founding of the Wu tribe, after the twelve ancestral Wu were granted divine titles...

The territory of the Wu tribe in Buzhou Mountain is showing an increasingly prosperous state.

During the period when Tianqi promised the demon race peaceful development...

He did indeed offer some advice to the ancestral witches.

The food on the tables of the Ancestral Witches was changed from being eaten by demons at every meal.

It has become a place where demons appear every day.

This shows that Emperor Jun and the other four emperors have been given a lot of face!

After all, Tianqi, as a member of the Wu clan, still has relatively strong principles!

At the same time, Dijiang followed Tianqi's advice.

The core area within the Pangu Temple area of ​​Buzhou Mountain has been concealed using spatial power.

However, the soaring aura and radiant laws of the Ancestral Witches were still difficult to completely conceal.

Some talents are indeed hard to hide!

When the Wu tribe goes out, it is mostly the high shamans and the ancestral shamans who have not yet completely rid themselves of the influence of evil spirits.

Used to confuse living beings outside the world.

Tianqi, Houtu, Dijiang, and Jumang the Ancestral Witch spent most of their time comprehending the laws and cultivating themselves.

The strength of the Wu tribe is increasing day by day.

And that innate gourd vine with the gourd growing on it, under the power of the Ancestral Witch Laws and its vital energy,

And nourished by the immense fortune of the Witch Clan, its growth is even more astonishing!

The seven gourds grew increasingly full, and the precious light on them almost solidified.

The seven colors of light—red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and violet—intermingled and shone brilliantly.

The restricted area was illuminated as if a modern karaoke bar had descended upon the primordial world.

Of course, this restriction is exclusive to the Wu clan's private room.

Similarly, the nascent consciousness of the Calabash Sect grew stronger and clearer.

Like seven fetuses nearing full term, they wobbled around all day, full of curiosity about the outside world.

The Gourd Clan is especially close to Tianqi and Houtu, who frequently visit them.

Each time it senses their presence, it sways happily from side to side.

It conveys emotions of dependence and joy.

Apocalypse also occasionally revealed its presence by using a small axe.

They were teased and swayed from side to side like children's toys.

Houtu simply smiled and remained silent as she watched Tianqi's childish behavior.

After all, everyone has moments when their maternal instincts overflow!

This day was just before many powerful beings were about to go to Zixiao Palace to listen to Hongjun preach.

Two uninvited guests arrived outside Buzhou Mountain, the stronghold of the Wu tribe.

A woman and a man; the woman was dressed in palace attire, possessed unparalleled beauty, and exuded an aura of divine creation.

The man looked somewhat serious, holding a treasure basin that exuded the essence of the Earth element.

The visitors were Nuwa and Fuxi, who were there to make up the numbers among the demons.

Although the two had come specifically for this purpose, they always seemed to be sneaking around.

This is because, ever since Nuwa obtained the throne of the Demon Queen, with the increasing power and fortune of the Demon race,

He had a sudden realization during his practice.

It was as if some unseen force was pulling it towards the middle of Buzhou Mountain.

The two stopped around Mount Buzhou.

Nuwa frowned, gazing at the area obscured by the power of space.

But the direction, still revealing a hint of extraordinary energy, said:

"Brother,"

I sensed that a tremendous opportunity for me was about to unfold halfway up Buzhou Mountain.

"So, should we go, or should we go?!"

"..."