Chapter 7: Two Thousand Years, the Rapid Development of the Monster Race

Using the Pangu Primordial Spirit as a pretext, he then spoke of his ten-year great dream.

Of course.

Dijiang did not tell the truth.

Instead, he borrowed the decree of Pangu to forbid them from participating in the struggle for heaven and earth.

"So that's how it is!!"

"Big Brother, you are too mean. If you had said it was the decree of Pangu Father God earlier, there would have been no need to beat us so painfully."

"Compensate, you must compensate us for our losses."

"That's right, I still have hundreds of broken bones, and my essence blood almost ignited."

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Once the Pangu Primordial Spirit appeared.

Whatever Dijiang said, they believed.

Seeing this, Dijiang could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Rest assured, there will be no shortage of benefits for you."

Pointing to the shelves, Dijiang reminded them: "Do not underestimate the items on these shelves; these are all crafts passed down by Pangu Father God."

Bearing the Pangu label.

The group of Ancestral Witches' eyes instantly became fanatical.

In the blink of an eye, they consumed the pills.

After only a short while, Zhurong, who had been the first to be injured, recovered.

"Hundred-Turn Golden Pill, what kind of miraculous medicine is this? The medicinal effect is terrifying."

"Not only did it heal my injuries, but my Fire Law actually broke through to fifty percent."

Zhurong held the pill in his hand and looked at Dijiang with pleasant surprise.

"Great Blood Saint Pill, that massive amount of essence blood shocked me; it actually made me break through on the spot!!"

"As expected of the pill formula passed down by Pangu Father God, it is truly overbearing; I have also broken through."

"Great, with these miraculous pills, breaking through to the Quasi-Sage Late Stage is just around the corner."

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After the group of Ancestral Witches took the pills, they discovered that the pills were surprisingly good.

The effect was hundreds of times better than swallowing natural treasures raw.

"Big Brother, are these really pills you refined?"

Zhurong looked at Dijiang in shock.

"Didn't you say that indulging in such things would sap one's will?"

Dijiang straightened his face.

"Big Brother, I was wrong."

"It is the sixth brother who is blind and did not recognize Big Brother's ability."

"If Big Brother is still not satisfied, you can beat me again."

"But these pills must be provided in sufficient quantity!!"

Although he had just been grimacing in pain.

"Hmph, what is the use of beating you?"

"It is fortunate that your Big Brother has some skills, otherwise I would have been sprayed to death by you just now."

Dijiang ignored him, his face remaining cold as frost.

"This!!!"

Seeing this, Zhurong did not know what to do for a moment.

He could only pace around in circles in his anxiety.

That little look of seeking help completely amused the other Ancestral Witches.

"Sixth Brother, Big Brother is just joking with you."

"Big Brother is broad-minded; how could he be such a petty person?"

"You, a crude fellow, speak without restraint; do you know you were wrong now!!"

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Teasing Zhurong, the Ancestral Witches burst into laughter.

Dijiang breathed a sigh of relief.

Under the dual pressure, these unruly younger brothers and sisters finally listened.

Only then could he better implement his subsequent plans.

"I need your origin essence blood."

Within the Pangu Primordial Spirit are many secret techniques, as well as many cultivation methods for Laws.

And the most supreme among them is what Pangu cultivated: the Law of Force.

What is force? It encompasses everything.

It is the power of the Metal Law, the power of the Time Law, the power of the Water Law... It can be said that force is everywhere.

And the simplest and fastest way to cultivate the Law of Force is to collect the essence blood of the twelve Ancestral Witches.

Of course.

Most importantly, Dijiang needed to pave the way for what was to come.

"I thought it was something major; isn't it just a drop of essence blood?"

"Don't talk about one drop; even if it's ten drops or a hundred drops, as long as Big Brother needs them, there are as many as you want."

"Haha, who doesn't know that you, Rushou, are a stingy miser? When did you become so generous?"

"." After a moment, the Ancestral Witches began to horse around.

"I am not talking about ordinary Essence Blood, but the Essence Blood of Pangu Father God."

The Ancestral Witches, who were just laughing and playing, all went quiet in an instant.

The achievements the twelve Ancestral Witches have now all stem from the Pangu Essence Blood within their bodies.

If anyone else had said this, they would have already swarmed up and hacked the other party to death.

Even if a Saint dared to open their mouth, they would fight to the death.

This is their foundation of the Great Dao, their capital of life.

With their current realm, although taking it out wouldn't lead to death.

But without this drop of Essence Blood, Pangu Orthodox would be a joke.

This is the thing they are most proud of.

If one day it were gone, wouldn't it be more painful than killing them?

And just at this moment, the Three Pure Ones gathered together.

"If the Wu Clan does not emerge, the Great Calamity cannot be eliminated!!"

Taiqing Saint looked at Yuanshi and Tongtian.

"Aren't they always very capable? Why have they turned cowardly this time?"

The Wu Clan calls themselves Pangu Orthodox, which makes Yuanshi quite displeased.

Only because in the Great Desolation, there is only one family that is Pangu Orthodox.

That is them, the Three Pure Ones.

Goods that have only obtained some fur, yet dare to rank alongside them, the Three Pure Ones.

In the past, they might have turned a blind eye.

But now they have become Saints.

Just as they were preparing to deal with the twelve Ancestral Witches, they discovered that the Wu Clan was actually the protagonist of the next Great Calamity.

Since they were all things destined to die, they extinguished the thought of taking action.

But Tiandao Hongjun issued a decree, and the Wu Clan hid instead.

"Then let me make a trip!!"

Tongtian looked at Laozi and Yuanshi.

One is the eldest brother, and the other is an even more arrogant second brother.

Then this kind of matter can only be done by himself, the third brother.

Of course.

Tongtian is willing to go, only because the Wu Clan is more to his liking.

He wants to try if he can keep the Wu Clan and merge them into his Jie Sect.

"It has only been a thousand years, no need to rush."

Taiqing Saint looked at Tongtian, as if he saw through his thoughts.

"Then what about Teacher's decree?"

Yuanshi looked at Taiqing Saint in confusion.

Since the third brother is willing to go, why are you stopping him?

"The number of Heaven is just a matter of sooner or later."

Taiqing Saint had one more sentence he did not say.

That is, from the origin, they and the Wu Clan can actually be considered one family.

So if they can avoid showing their faces, they should try not to.

Even if they do show their faces, they must help the Wu Clan.

If they were to scheme against their own kin.

If it were spread out, how much face would be lost.

"I listen to Big Brother."

Seeing this, Tongtian said no more.

Time flew by, and another thousand years passed.

The Monster Heavenly Court carried great momentum, sweeping across the world.

The entire Thirty-Three Heavens, except for the seven heavens belonging to the Saints, the twenty-seven heavens had all been occupied by the Demon Race.

Especially after the heavenly marriage of Di Jun and Xihe, their prestige reached a peak.

The Heavenly Court!!!

Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

After two thousand years of development.

The Demon Court has entered the right track, and the Heavenly Palace operates with everyone performing their own duties.

At the morning court.

Di Jun sat in the Heavenly Emperor's seat.

Below him were Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Sage Emperor Fuxi, Demon Master Kunpeng, Demon Empress Xihe, and Moon God Changxi.

And below them were the Ten Great Demon Marshals: Jimeng, Yingzhao, Feilian, Jiuying, Shangyang, Qinyuan, Citie, Guiche, Baize, and Feidan.

Besides this.

There were also the Three Hundred Sixty-Five Demon Gods.

Every single seat was filled.

(End of this chapter)