Chapter 73: Big Changes in the Witch Clan
On Mount Buzhou, Tianyuan looked up at the sky, where there were streaks of rays of light escaping towards chaos.
Three thousand years are approaching, and many innate saints from the prehistoric times have begun to rush towards Zixiao Palace.
Time flies by quite quickly. He has been cultivating the law of power for these years, but has not made a breakthrough in his realm.
"It's time to arrest the Wu clan." Tian Yuan muttered softly as he looked at the vast land.
When the second lecture of Zixiao Palace comes back, almost all of those innate saints will reach the peak of Da Luo Jinxian, and may even kill a corpse and break into the ranks of quasi-sages.
Daluo Jinxian's breakthrough was not only the condensation of magic power, but also the cultivation of laws.
But in the realm of quasi-sage, as long as he has an epiphany, he can kill one corpse immediately, or even two corpses.
He is different. After Da Luo, there is Hunyuan Golden Immortal. He still practices the law, so he must seize the time to clear the earth's veins.
"Fu Shan! Can I help you capture the Wu clan?" the Calabash Boy next to him said crisply.
Tianyuan was a little moved, but thinking of the top-quality innate spiritual roots in the consciousness space, he still said softly: "You are waiting on Buzhou Mountain for the time being, and take care of those spiritual roots."
Although the top-quality innate spiritual roots held up the light curtain, no one knew whether there would be any accidents.
Those spiritual roots, Tianyuan are very precious.
Calabash Boy wanted to go down the mountain, but he was still very obedient to Tian Yuan's instructions.
"Don't worry, Father Shan. I will take good care of those spiritual roots."
Tianyuan is his father mountain, and those spiritual roots are his brothers and sisters, and Calabash Baby also cares about them.
After touching Calabash Baby's head, Tian Yuan said fondly: "Don't fall behind in your practice!"
Having someone to guard the house makes it easier for him to do things. Even if he encounters the ancestral witch, someone will go to help him.
"Yeah!" Calabash Boy nodded heavily.
Tianyuan didn't say much, his figure disappeared in the air, and when he reappeared, he had reached the foot of Mount Buzhou.
The ancestral witches knew of his existence, and Tian Yuan had no need to be polite and rushed directly to the tribe where the ancestral witches Gonggong lived.
Among the twelve ancestral witches, Tianyuan was the most annoyed with this guy, so naturally he had to start with him.
The realm of Daluo Jinxian in the later stage was flying at full speed, and soon a tribe appeared in his perception.
When his spiritual thoughts swept over him, Tian Yuan was immediately shocked. In a tribe of a thousand people, there were actually members of the clan who were above eight or nine hundred Golden Immortals.
Except for young children, almost all adult shamans have become golden immortals.
This undoubtedly made Tian Yuan very happy, and he flew past quickly, leaving behind a few panicked shamans.
Tian Yuan was once again surprised by the next tribe. There were very few of them below the Golden Immortal realm.
Passing by one by one along the way, Tianyuan was happy but also a little confused.
The tribe of Zuwu Gonggong was obviously far stronger than those governed by the former Houtu.
This period of time is only about three thousand years. For all sentient beings in the prehistoric era, it is not too much in the blink of an eye. It is impossible to break through so fast.
Feeling the fluctuations in the tribe below, which were almost all composed of golden immortals, Tian Yuan glanced at the top of his head and seemed to understand a little.
There is a gathering of luck in the Demon Court, which means that the witch clan that dominates the ancient land is also enveloped by luck.
Because of human luck, the Witch Clan's cultivation speed was also much faster, so in just three thousand years, the strength of each tribe increased greatly.
"Okay, okay! I didn't expect such an effect!" Tianyuan laughed, his eyes full of joy.
The stronger the Wu Clan is, the faster it can dredge and purify the earth's veins. How can he not be happy?
Tianyuan's figure quickly swept past, and almost all the tribes he passed were hollowed out by him.
Of course, just like before, he did not let go of the sporadic demons above the Golden Immortal that he encountered on the road.
It didn't take long for Tianyuan to see a tribe stretching for millions of miles, with huge stone pillars standing in the middle. A tribe of ancestors and witches working together!
Just looking at it from a distance, Tian Yuan immediately stopped in the air.
In the distant tribe, powerful qi and blood surged, making no secret of it.
There are a lot of Daluo Jinxian auras, and more importantly, there is a particularly powerful wave, which is Gonggong.
"Weird! The ancestral witch wasn't meditating in Pangu Temple, so why did he appear here?" Tian Yuan restrained his breath, with doubts in his eyes.
Not only did Gonggong appear in the largest tribe, but it seemed that even the great witches were there.
He also thought of taking advantage of the ancestral witch's training to give him a hard punch and sneak away, but he didn't expect that the other party was squatting in the tribe.
If this attracts Gonggong's attention right after the move, it will be difficult to work later.
After a slight hesitation, Tian Yuan turned back and found that there were witches from each tribe heading towards the ancestral witch tribe.
In order not to alert others, Tianyuan swept away all the shamans in the tribe along the way, even the young children.
After using his magical power on a weak shaman, Tianyuan knew the cause of the matter.
Some time ago, Zuwu Gonggong summoned the leaders of various tribes to promote witchcraft among the tribes.
"It's really not the right time to come!" Tian Yuan was a little depressed.
The Gonggong tribe is like this, and I think the other ancestral witch tribes are also like this.
Thinking of his experiences along the way, Tianyuan turned around and fled towards the Houtu tribe.
The slightly familiar tribe, just as Tian Yuan thought, had many golden immortals and witches popping up.
With a slight turn of his eyes, Tianyuan swept down the Houtu tribe, sweeping away all the shamans.
He wanted to capture as many witches as possible before the ancestral witch could react.
As expected, the eleven ancestral witches were all in their respective tribes, and the Houtu ancestral witch tribe was easily swept away by Tianyuan.
Tian Yuan has been fleeing towards the east. Hundreds of years have passed, and he has finally arrived at the coast of the East China Sea, running at full speed.
Throwing all the shamans under the Golden Immortal at the seaside, Tian Yuan turned back toward the tribe governed by the ancestral witch Gonggong.
The ancestral witches are all in the ancient land, and coupled with their previous experiences, it is impossible to completely avoid the ancestral witches. Tianyuan just wanted to sweep more witch tribes before the ancestral witches knew about it.
In order to improve efficiency, Tianyuan remained as before and swept away all the shamans in the tribe.
For tribes that have not been harvested, the strength of the shamans is very good.
Most of them are above the Golden Immortal, and there are less than half of the shamans in the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm.
Feeling the auras in the Jiutian Breathing Soil, Tian Yuan could not help but sigh at the horror of the Lich Tribulation.
When the true calamity begins, Jin Xian may only be regarded as a small soldier.
Rolling yellow clouds rolled past, and a roar suddenly came from below, and a powerful momentum rose.
Tian Yuan's eyes lit up, Daluo Jinxian's realm fluctuated, and he was a great witch.
Unfortunately, the great witch only had time to let out a roar, and his figure was already taken away by Jiutian Xireang, and he couldn't even drag Tianyuan for half a breath.
With all his strength, the Nine Heavens Resting Land was mobilized, and the rolling loess surged through like a wild sandstorm. Each tribe disappeared into it, and no one resisted in the slightest.
"Haha! The seventh Da Luo Jinxian, thank you for measuring the calamity!" Tian Yuan looked excited.
Without the birth of Liangjie, there would not have been such a huge destiny, and the Wu clan would not have cultivated so fast.
This reminded Tian Yuan of several great witches in the earth line, and he didn't know how they were doing now.
"Tian Yuan!!!"
At this moment, an angry roar exploded from the sky in the distance.
(End of chapter)