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Chapter 280

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What opportunity did she give Luo Fu?

It should be said that Luo Fu stopped her from opening the Six Paths of Reincarnation, which would have led to her own fall.

How could she have given Luo Fu an opportunity?

For an instant, Houtu felt very bewildered.

But at least, the thought of opening the Six Paths of Reincarnation was gone.

"Because..." Luo Fu smiled as he stepped forward, endless Great Dao laws emerging from his body, and there was even an incredibly terrifying blood-colored light.

That was the light of the Pangu bloodline, condensed from the blood essence of the Wu Clan.

"Chaos True Body."

"Boom..."

Suddenly, an incredibly terrifying power of bloodline erupted in all directions.

That was the aura belonging to Pangu.

Under this power, the Netherworld Sea of Blood emitted an earth-shaking tremor.

The Primordial heaven and earth also fell under this terrifying power.

"Dong..."

When Luo Fu condensed the Chaos True Body, the entire Primordial heaven and earth fell into a state of absolute terror.

Clearly, this kind of power was not something a Quasi-Saint could possess.

How could a powerhouse at the Quasi-Saint level cause such an impact on heaven and earth?

Hunyuan Da Luo—this thought appeared in the minds of many living beings.

Could it be that a Heavenly Dao Saint was fighting in this world? Only then could such a terrifying impact be caused to this world.

Otherwise, the many Primordial living beings could not imagine what level of powerhouse could cause such a scene in the Primordial heaven and earth.

Wuzhuang Temple.

Sitting cross-legged under the Ginseng Fruit Tree, Zhen Yuanzi was slowly cultivating.

Ever since his good friend Hongyun was killed, Zhen Yuanzi had faded out of the Primordial heaven and earth.

Although Zhen Yuanzi was not a simple Quasi-Saint among the many Quasi-Saint powerhouses,

he was still slightly inferior to the Wu Clan, or to Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

Those two races, the Wu and the Demon, were the protagonists of the Heavenly Dao.

Under the fortune of being the protagonists of heaven and earth, their strength increased even more rapidly.

Zhen Yuanzi was just an innate sacred being who rose from the ordinary Primordial World.

Of course, it was not simple for Zhen Yuanzi to have walked all the way here without falling in heaven and earth; he had certain methods.

Otherwise, the three thousand guests who listened to the Dao in the Zixiao Palace would have fallen in heaven and earth due to inexplicable conflicts as time passed.

And that Zhen Yuanzi could live until now, to a certain extent, meant his own fortune was sufficient.

Otherwise, there would not be many left alive among the many powerhouses who listened to the Dao from the Dao Ancestor Hongjun by the time of the Wu-Demon period.

It can be said that as time passed, the number of those surviving guests would only become fewer and fewer.

But there was no doubt that this Zhen Yuanzi had always lived firmly; this was a certainty.

The other party also had a certain performance during the Journey to the West period.

The Wu-Demon Great Calamity, the Investiture of the Gods Great Calamity, and even the Journey to the West Great Calamity—this Ancestor of Earth Immortals had endured them one by one.

"Hmm..." On this day, Zhen Yuanzi, who was in the middle of cultivation, was awakened by a terrifying power.

That kind of terrifying bloodline power made Zhen Yuanzi's physical body instinctively feel a sense of trembling.

It could be foreseen that the other party's bloodline was much higher than his, Zhen Yuanzi's.

But as an innate sacred being, even the Ancestral Witches transformed from Pangu's blood essence could not bring him such pressure in terms of bloodline.

That could only be...

"Great God Pangu." Zhen Yuanzi's face changed slightly.

This terrifying power actually made Zhen Yuanzi feel an inexplicable familiarity in the depths of his soul.

This sense of familiarity seemed to have existed from the beginning.

Precisely because of this, Zhen Yuanzi thought of the most fundamental bloodline source of the Primordial World, which was Great God Pangu.

Perhaps only the bloodline of Great God Pangu could cause such a change in him.

"Is it the Twelve Ancestral Witches, or is it..." Zhen Yuanzi's eyes held an inexplicable light, because in this terrifying bloodline power, Zhen Yuanzi felt a familiar power.

He had perceived this power before.

That was the personal disciple of the Saint, Luo Fu.

That's right, it was this personal disciple of the Saint, but because he had just displayed that kind of inexplicable bloodline power, it was somewhat unfamiliar to Zhen Yuanzi.

Luo Fu had not used these bloodline powers before.

This was also natural.

The true bloodline power of Pangu was something Luo Fu had condensed successfully after obtaining a portion of Pangu's blood essence from the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

It was not just like the Ancestral Witches, which was merely blood essence.

As Luo Fu seized more Great Dao inheritance power from the Main God Space,

this allowed Luo Fu to have a clearer understanding of the inheritance he obtained from Pangu's shattered true spirit.

Mastering Pangu's power was a very simple matter for Luo Fu.

As the world opened by Pangu, and with most of the Primordial spirits transformed from Pangu's body,

it was precisely because of this that borrowing Pangu's power to open reincarnation would be even simpler.

Therefore, under the Great Trend of the Heavenly Dao, Houtu would become a member who transformed into reincarnation, not just because she possessed the power of the Great Dao of Reincarnation.

Ancestral Witch Hall.

Except for Houtu, the other Ancestral Witches were all in closed-door cultivation.

Although there had been a brief peace between the Wu and Demon races for these hundreds of years, the Ancestral Witches also understood.

This peace should not last too long.

A large part of the reason was that when the Father God crossed the tribulation, he caused great trauma to the high-level Demon Race.

It was under such trauma that the Demon Race had no energy to deal with the Wu Clan.

Of course, the Wu Clan did not seize such an opportunity to attack the Demon Race.

Because if they did so, even if they won, it would be a tragic victory, and it was even possible that several Ancestral Witches would die in the great battle.

This was what the Ancestral Witches did not want.

So during this time, Ancestral Witches like Dijiang were still wholeheartedly devoted to cultivation to enhance their strength.

And now that they knew of the existence of the Father God's reincarnation,

then when the Father God truly awakened, defeating the Demon Race might become even easier.

Then what did it matter if they, the Ancestral Witches, waited?

Their little sister Houtu was still by the Father God's side.

It was precisely because the Wu and Demon races each had their own thoughts that the Primordial land had encountered a strange peace during these years.

But on this day, the Ancestral Witches who were in cultivation were awakened one after another.

Even though they stayed in the Ancestral Witch Hall, that vast and terrifying bloodline power still stimulated them.

Because that kind of bloodline was just like the source of their own bloodline.

"It is the bloodline power of the Father God," Zhurong couldn't help but say.

"The power of the bloodline is coming from there," Zhujiuyin pointed in that direction. "I feel the aura of our little sister there."

"That is to say, this bloodline comes from the Father God's reincarnation, Luo Fu," Xuanming said.

"It is very likely," Dijiang nodded. "It's just that I don't know what the Father God's reincarnation wants to do."

The fluctuation of that terrifying bloodline power—

in Dijiang's view, the power fluctuation it contained had long surpassed them, the Ancestral Witches at the Quasi-Saint level.

Even if they used the Twelve Capital Divine Array to summon the Pangu True Body, the power they possessed would probably be just like this.

"Yes, I am really looking forward to it," Xuanming's eyes held light. "I don't know what earth-shattering things the Father God will do this time."

In the eyes of the Ancestral Witch Xuanming, that Father God reincarnation, Luo Fu, erupting with such power at this moment, would definitely do something earth-shattering.

It can only be said...

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