Buzhou Mountain suddenly came out with a vast and vast aura, which was supreme and great, filling the heaven and earth and spreading throughout the ancient and wilderness.

This breath came and went quickly, blowing through all the witch clans like a breeze. It especially stayed on the twelve ancestral witches for a while, and then disappeared again.

"Is this...the breath of God the Father?"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were stunned and looked at Buzhou Mountain in a daze. In a daze, they seemed to see a figure standing tall on the sky and the earth, looking down at them from a high place, with endless kindness on his face.

"Really or not?"

They couldn't imagine it, it was like a dream, and they were so shocked that they were petrified.

Di Jiang's body trembled with excitement. He did not expect that Father God Pangu would really respond to his worship.

Just when he was brushed by that breath, he felt that his mind suddenly became enlightened, as if he had understood something.

He could feel that this was a gift from Father Pangu to them.

"Father God! Qiang Liang kowtows to you!" Ancestor Wu Qiang Liang came back to his senses and kowtowed excitedly, causing the earth to tremble and cracks appeared.

He also felt the same as Di Jiang, as if he had an enlightenment.

For a time, all the ancestral witches and tens of millions of witches were worshiping non-stop, becoming even more fanatical.

The vast aura that just came out of Buzhou Mountain was felt by all creatures in the wild.

At Yujing Mountain, Sanqing stood up from the futon in shock, looking in the direction of Buzhou Mountain with a surprised expression.

"Brother, was that the aura of Father God Pangu just now?" Yuan Shi asked with a solemn expression, his eyes showing deep disbelief and disbelief.

Could it be that Father God Pangu is not dead yet?

"It should be!" I said in a deep voice, his eyes flickering, staring in the direction of Buzhou Mountain, his face expressionless.

"So, those pathetic creatures of the Wu clan may have received benefits and gifts from Father God Pangu?"

Yuan Shi said coldly, with deep anger revealed in his words, those pathetic creatures of the Wu clan could actually receive gifts from Father God Pangu. Why?

"It's very possible. I didn't expect that the Wu clan's worship of Mount Buzhou could actually arouse the will of Father God Pangu!"

Laozi said, this made him not expect that the seemingly stupid move of the Wu clan would actually elicit a ray of will from Father God Pangu.

He was not really stupid enough to think that this aura was the resurrection of Father God Pangu.

It is very possible that Buzhou Mountain is the backbone of Father God Pangu, and there is a trace of will that has not dissipated hidden in it.

"If the Wu Clan really received a gift from Father God Pangu, what should they do?"

Yuan Shi asked in a deep voice, with an inexplicable light shining in his eyes.

"As Pangu Zongzong, we should naturally inherit everything from God Father!"

"How about finding a chance to visit the Wu Clan?"

Yuan Shi asked tentatively. As soon as he said this, I was startled and said nothing.

Tongtian hesitated for a moment, and after looking at the reactions of his two brothers, he already knew the answer in his heart, and finally swallowed the words that came to his lips.

…

Sun Xing and Ling Xiao were also shocked by their guess.

"A wisp of Pangu's immortal will?"

When he saw the twelve ancestral witches worshiping crazily, he suddenly became curious.

Could it be said that Pangu's will really benefited the Wu clan?

The aura just now can only be said to be a trace of Pangu's will and an instinct, but even so, it might have given the Witch Clan some opportunities.

"By the way...is that aura just now really Pangu?" Ling Xiao suddenly had another strange idea.

"Forget it, it has nothing to do with me, let's just practice hard!"

He chuckled lightly and began to practice his concentration. Now the situation between the Demon Clan and the Witch Clan is becoming increasingly tense, and the fight may come to an end one day.

During this time, he must quickly become the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal and deal with possible changes.

…

In Buzhou Mountain, the Wu tribe experienced a period of carnival worship, which was earth-shattering and lasted for a long time before slowly dispersing.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches immediately rushed back to Pangu Temple.

"Did you also receive instructions from Father God?" Di Jiang looked around and asked impatiently.

The ancestral witches looked at each other and nodded heavily, with surprise in their eyes.

Some ancestral witches thought that he alone had it, but who knew that all twelve of them had it.

For example, Qiang Liang kowtows very hard. Because of this, he thinks he is Father God's most beloved cub.

After working on it for a long time, they had all twelve of them.

"According to my perception, this is most likely a formation that requires twelve of us to unite!"

Di Jiang went on to say that just now, he had experienced it carefully, and it was not difficult to discover this with his intelligence.

"Yes, I feel the same way!" Zhu Jiuyin said, with a hint of excitement in his calm words.

Together, their twelve ancestral witches are invincible, but now with the gift from Father God, how can it be done?

"Haha, Prince Dong did not lie to me. The method of sanctification of the Wu clan is to worship and collect the legacy of God the Father. Now that we have received the gift from God the Father, we can proceed to the next step."

Di Jiang said with a smile. There was satisfaction with Prince Dong in his smile. He was very knowledgeable and did not lie to him.

After hearing Di Jiang's words, Hou Tu's eyes flickered. In fact, she had always had doubts about the method of becoming a saint mentioned by Duke Dong.

But now that a method has been implemented, there is nothing more to say!

This proved to be indeed useful.

"Brother, what should we do next?" Ancestor Wu couldn't wait to ask. Father God's gift made him more confident. His excited heart, trembling hands, and all the reckless power in his body had nowhere to vent.

An astonishing smile appeared on Di Jiang's lips, and he said: "Of course I want to collect the legacy of God the Father!"

"Okay! Just do it!"

"Where to start?"

As soon as this statement came out, it was unanimously approved by all the ancestral witches.

Let them attack Zixiao Palace at this moment, I'm afraid they won't hesitate, they are just hot-blooded!

"I propose to knock down the lunar star and the sun star first. These are the eyes of God the Father, and they are of great significance!" Gou Mang said, with a certain element of revenge.

"Since we want to collect the legacy of God the Father, we naturally have to start from scratch. Taiyin Yang is indeed a good choice!"

His suggestion was immediately approved by most of the ancestral witches. In the past, they were missing three brothers, and now that the twelve ancestral witches are reunited, who else in the entire prehistoric world is their opponent?

"Brother, I think Taiyin and Sun can take a while. Sun, Star and Golden Crow are difficult to deal with, so we should proceed step by step. If they are forced to the side of the demon clan, it will be a big trouble."

Hou Tu once again stood up and objected. She always felt that Sun Star's Sanwu was not that easy to fight, so she was afraid that something would happen if she took action rashly.

"Sister, you are really worrying too much!" You Zuwu said with a smile, not taking it seriously.
Chapter completed!