Chapter 890 Divine Blood

Yang Yi asked about the situation of the Wu Zu. The Great Heavenly Lord of the Nine Palaces pondered for a while, frowned and said, "The Wu Zu is an extremely mysterious person. He has basically never appeared. Moreover, the Wu Zu is just a small clan in the first realm, not worth mentioning. However, the Wu Zu survived the war between the gods after all, and he had many secrets. At least, he knew even more about the gods than those reincarnated gods."

The Great Heavenly Lord of the Nine Palaces looked at Yang Yi and knew that Yang Yi had a murderous intention to kill the witch ancestor. He was afraid that Yang Yi would go to find the witch ancestor directly, so he quickly continued: "The witch ancestor is not famous, but he is truly powerful. Even my current strength is probably not his opponent."

Yang Yi naturally knew the meaning of the Great Heavenly Lord of the Nine Palaces. He was not a reckless person. Knowing that the witch ancestor was powerful, he had to improve his strength. In this situation, various reincarnated gods appeared one after another. Now they were just some lower and middle gods. No one could tell whether those upper gods, or even the supreme gods, would appear in the future.

The chaos in the first realm has gradually emerged, and there is a very likely situation of earth-shaking changes, so the stronger the strength, the better. Yang Yi also felt more and more lack of his own strength. He could not change the Kingdom of God, nor could he enhance the Kingdom of God. The only way was to practice the heart of the element and cultivate the realm of the Great Heavenly Lord as soon as possible, and then he could have the hope of becoming a god earlier.

"Don't worry, the Great Heavenly Lord of the Nine Palace, Yang has his own sense of responsibility. However, this is not a place for a long time. Yang went to Qiong Palace to concentrate on the heart of elementals. The Great Heavenly Lord of the Nine Palace can go to some places at will to avoid Li Feng so that he will not be locked in the exact location soon."

After Yang Yi finished speaking, he ignored the Great Heavenly Lord of the Nine Palaces and flew into Qiong Palace to concentrate on his practice.

The Great Heavenly Lord of the Nine Palaces felt a pain in his heart. The next time was probably enough to be busy. After this storm, he did not dare to stay in one place at will, so as not to restore his strength and gather some powerful reincarnated gods to come and kill them.

The Great Heavenly Lord of the Nine Palaces originally had no fixed place and his whereabouts were vague, so there was no inconvenience and it floated around the first realm.

The Twelve Ancestor Witches also returned to the Witch Clan. They were rescued by the Witch Ancestor and their faces were always gloomy. This time the blow to them was quite big. Only then did they realize that the gap between them and Yang Yi was already a world of difference and could not be compensated.

"Wu Zu, Yang Yi Xiao Thief is really hateful. We cannot let him be free and free. We must take revenge and avenge the previous shame. We also ask Wu Zu to point out the way. We will definitely obey."

At this moment, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were quite sincere. When they knew the gap with Yang Yi, they immediately worked hard, hoping to catch up with or even surpass Yang Yi's strength and avenge their previous shame.

Wu Zu smiled and said, "You will be brave after knowing shame. Since you have recognized the gap between you and Yang Yi, you should work hard. However, the path of cultivation is very difficult, and it is very difficult to improve your strength in a short period of time."

The active-minded Houtu ancestor witch had a heart moved. The Wu Zu just said it was very difficult, and the implication was that it was not impossible to quickly improve his strength in a short period of time.

Thinking of this, the Twelve Ancestral Witches begged again: "No matter what method is, as long as we can improve our cultivation in a short time, we are willing."

The witch ancestor pondered for a while, and saw that the twelve ancestor witches had indeed made up their minds. Then he looked up and said in a low voice: "Actually, there is no way, but this method is very dangerous. If you are not careful, you will fail. Once you fail, you will completely die. Are you willing to do this in such a danger?"

Wu Zu's eyes were extremely sharp, and he stared at the twelve ancestor witches.

Houtu Zuwu suddenly raised his head and said, "As long as he can quickly strengthen his strength and defeat Yang Yi, we will not be afraid of any danger. We are willing to try any method. Please give us mercy on the witch ancestor."

Wu Zu nodded, he closed his eyes slightly, then gently stretched out his hand, and saw a powerful aura slowly rising from Wu Zu's hand. The strength of this aura was simply incredible, as if it was a god, possessing the aura of a god.

The twelve ancestor witches were all a little surprised and looked up at the light on the witch ancestor's hand.

These three rays of light gradually dissipated and showed their true colors. They were actually three drops of red blood. However, these blood contained terrifying power, and their powerful thoughts were also included. You can tell at a glance that they were extraordinary.

The twelve ancestor witches showed a hint of confusion on their faces, and they didn't know what these three drops of blood were.

Wu Zu looked at the three drops of blood, a complicated smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he asked the twelve ancestor witches in a low voice: "Do you know where my witch clan came from?"

The Twelve Ancestor Witches hesitated for a moment, but the Houtu Ancestor Witch replied: "Didn't you say that Wu Zu? My witch clan was created by the combined efforts of gods such as dragons, phoenixes, and qilins."

Wu Zu nodded and said, "Yes, the gods created my witch clan lineage, but my witch clan lineage is not perfect. Although I am born with strong strength, my achievements are limited and I cannot cultivate into a god. Although I have existed for billions of years, I have not had a chance to cultivate into a god, because I am not perfect. However, I am not convinced. I want to change this fatal flaw and rejuvenate my witch clan lineage. So, I secretly left the gods and created you twelve drops of special essence and blood in my body."

Speaking of this, the witch ancestor seemed a little sad, and continued, "You twelve people are my billions of years of hard work and hope. You have the hope of becoming a god, but it is far from now on. You still lack some opportunities. These three drops of blood are the three drops of divine dragon, unicorn and phoenix that I had tried my best to secretly collect in the battle between the gods. As long as you twelve people can refine these three drops of essence and blood separately and disperse the power of the gods in the three drops of essence and blood. If you succeed by chance, you twelve people will be completely integrated and fulfill one person, and you may completely stimulate the power of three drops of divine blood. In this way, you may break the fate of my witch clan and truly become a god!"

Wu Zu's expression was full of excitement, and even a hint of madness was revealed on his face.

This is a crazy plan. For this plan, the witch ancestor has been waiting for too long. When he put the twelve ancestor witches into the fairy world, he wanted to temper the twelve ancestor witches, and at the same time he wanted to continue the lineage of the witch clan, but he did not expect that the twelve ancestor witches would be suppressed instead.

The Twelve Ancestor Witches have finally returned to the first realm. However, because they had insufficient belief in their hearts, the Witch Ancestor has not yet proposed this plan to the Twelve Ancestor Witches. But now, the Witch Ancestor knows that the time is ripe, so he reveals this crazy plan to the Twelve Ancestor Witches.

This is indeed a very crazy plan, but it is undeniable that this is the only way for the witch clan to become a god. Although it is very crazy and dangerous, once it is successful, the witch clan can appear, break the fate of the witch clan, and further continue the witch clan and make the witch clan prosper.

The Twelve Ancestor Witches were still confused in their minds. Three drops of blood from the gods. This was fine. Even if it was a little more dangerous, they could take risks. However, in the end, they could only be united with the Twelve Ancestor Witches, leaving only one person's consciousness, which was almost suicide. Even the Twelve Ancestor Witches who had already made up their minds just now were a little shaken at this time.

"This is the only opportunity for my witch clan and the only way for you to defeat Yang Yi. This method cannot be forced. You must be willing and devoted wholeheartedly to have the possibility of success."

After the Wu Zu said that, he stopped talking and quietly waited for the decision of the twelve ancestor witches.

The Twelve Ancestor Witches were already very hated for Yang Yi at this time. In addition, it was for the reproduction and inheritance of the Witch Clan, the Twelve Ancestor Witches finally nodded firmly and said, "We are willing to take a risk. Even if only one of the twelve of us can retain consciousness, we are all integrated together. This is almost the fusion of our wills. For the prosperity of our Witch Clan, and for the killing of Yang Yi, this is nothing!"

The voice of the Twelve Ancestral Witches was firm and they had made up their minds.

"Okay, okay, very good. Since you have such determination, I hope you can succeed. During the period when you refine your blood, I will always protect you and not let you be disturbed!"

The Wu Zu stretched forward his hand, and the three drops of blood were divided into countless parts. Each ancestor witch would get three drops of divine blood mixed with the same amount. Then the Wu Zu set up a barrier next to the three of them, protecting the twelve ancestor witches. The Wu Zu's eyes were full of hope.

The Great Heavenly Lord of the Nine Palace was floating everywhere with Qiong Palace. It has been almost a year since the Nine Palace Great Heavenly Lord of the Nine Palace has almost transferred the entire Dragon Clan.

"Buzz"

The Great Heavenly Lord of the Nine Palace was surprised to find that Qiong Palace was actually shocked, as if it was shaking inside. He was shocked and immediately checked.

The entire Qiong Palace was filled with rich water elements. A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of the mouth of the Great Heavenly Lord of the Nine Palaces, and his heart was slightly relaxed. A year passed, and this was almost a blink of an eye for the powerful monk, and it was not worth mentioning at all.

But now, just one year is enough to quickly improve Yang Yi's strength.

With the help of endless divine stones, a year was enough for Yang Yi to achieve his wish. It took him only a year to finally accumulate to the point where he could condense the heart of water. Now, the changes in Qiong Palace are caused by Yang Yi's movements caused by Yang Yi's condensation of water.

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