Facing the second-grade witch master, Li Changan restrained all his aura, for fear of being noticed.
In Dajin, the strongest person he saw was only a third-grade person.
The second grade is still just in the imagination.
Now facing the second-grade witch master, the psychological pressure is indescribable.
However, the feeling given to him by the second-grade Witch Lord was very strange. It should be very strong, but it did not have the strong sense of oppression that the third-grade Witch King had.
Instead, it is like a stone, without any breath exposed.
"You're fine." After a long time, the Witch Lord finally spoke, and then with a wave of his hand, a drop of red-gold blood slowly floated toward Li Chang'an with an astonishing aura.
It was just a drop of blood, but it seemed to absorb all the energy in the world and became the only one in the world.
The gazes of dozens of third-grade wizard kings slowly moved along with this drop of red gold blood.
Most of these eyes revealed greed, and they wanted to swallow this drop of ancestral witch blood immediately.
Li Changan carefully took the blood of the ancestral witch, and then swallowed it in one gulp. He did not refine it immediately, but put it into the sea of consciousness.
But in the eyes of other Witch Kings, they were undoubtedly devoured.
"Damn it, he actually swallowed it directly. For a fourth-level great witch to swallow the blood of an ancestral witch, it is simply a waste of natural resources."
"One drop of ancestral witch blood is enough to exchange for ten large tribes."
"He is just a fourth-level great witch, and he can definitely use the great witch's essence and blood to practice..."
The eyes of these Witch Kings were full of meaning, and some seemed to be planning something in their hearts.
The Witch Lord nodded with satisfaction, "I hope that in the near future, you can become the Witch King and fight for the Zhurong tribe."
Li Changan lowered his head, "You Ming will not disappoint Master Wu Zun."
"Go down." The Witch Lord waved his hand, and after Li Changan retreated, he said to the Witch King present, "Don't touch this great witch."
Hearing these words, the Witch Kings who were originally planning to take action after leaving this place were stunned.
This was the first time that the witch master actually opened his mouth to defend a great witch.
"Currently, the Wu Clan is at war with the human race." Wu Zun said, "War is the fastest way for the Wu Clan to practice."
"We, Zhu Rongbu, want to gain more benefits from this war."
"We need more Witch Kings. I am very optimistic about this great witch."
All the wizard kings present had to lower their heads and said, "Yes."
"In this war with the Ministry of Public Works, my Zhurong Ministry has gained a lot of land. Now we are taking this opportunity to redefine our sphere of influence."
It was just a trivial matter. After mentioning it casually, the witch master changed the topic.
"Seize the time to practice and grow."
"The war ahead with the human race is gradually becoming more intense. Be prepared to go to the battlefield at any time."
…
the war is over,
Li Changan led the remaining Netherworld army and began to rush back.
After a war, the Netherworld army was reduced from nearly 400,000 to the current 189,000, and the number of casualties was not small.
But those who were able to survive have all been greatly improved.
Although the number of the army was reduced by half, no tribe or ethnic group dared to underestimate the Netherworld Tribe.
After all, that Netherworld is a great witch summoned by the Lord Witch.
After falling into the eyes of the Witch Lord, they thought that they were on par with the Witch King.
Just rush when you come, and don't be too anxious when you go back.
Li Changan sat cross-legged on top of the black-armored tyrannosaurus, all his energy focused on the red-gold drop of ancestral witch blood in the sea of consciousness.
This drop of ancestral witch blood gave him a feeling very similar to that of the seed of the holy way, exuding a unique divine aura.
But the aura of the seed of the holy way is purer, while the sacred aura in this drop of ancestral witch blood is much thinner, and is a bit dull and lacking in spirituality.
In the sea of consciousness, the three great spirits cast their reflections one after another, surrounding this drop of ancestral witch blood, trying to understand something from it.
The Netherworld Emperor took the lead, taking out 30% and throwing it into his mouth.
The Great Sun Tathagata has not set yet, and also draws out 30%.
The remaining 40% was collected by Taishang Hongchen into the Cang Sheng She Ji Ding.
Wisps of the power of Zhu Rong's ancestral witch, mixed with the power of the three ancient stars, quietly flowed into the golden elixir around him.
The three phases are superimposed, turning into an unreasonable force of the golden elixir, pushing the golden body's cultivation upward crazily.
It is clear that he has just entered the fifth-level golden body, but at this moment he is moving towards the sixth-level golden body at an extremely exaggerated speed.
And with the blessing of this drop of ancestral witch blood, the three great souls became more and more divine.
On the way back,
Qiang Shou and Qiang Xi found Li Changan.
"After this war, the participating tribes will gain a lot of territory."
"Your Netherworld tribe is to the west of the Qiang people. You can continue to expand westward and then become a tribe and help each other with the Qiang people."
"We have also discussed with the other Witch Kings about that territory. They will not intervene. You can focus on expanding without encountering the Witch King."
Li Changan glanced at the map brought by the two Witch Kings and was almost frightened.
Are these two guys a little too kind to themselves?
Just because of your talent?
Or is it because of the importance of the witch master?
The territory they demarcated stretched eight thousand miles westward.
There is no other Witch King within this 8,000-mile radius, and even if it continues to expand outward, there will be no problem at all.
Because eight thousand miles away is the rocky mountain range across from the Ministry of Public Works.
Under normal circumstances, there would be no Wu clan stationed in the Rock Mountains, and there would be little value in occupying them.
If Li Changan doesn't mind, he can continue to invade and there will be no other Witch King to stop him.
"Thank you two Witch Kings." Li Changan quickly thanked him.
Qiang Shou patted Li Changan on the shoulder, "This war is just an ordinary war. A racial war with the human race will soon come."
"We all hope that you can become the Witch King before the racial war breaks out."
Li Changan couldn't help but feel a little bit in his heart when he heard this, and then nodded solemnly.
When the two Witch-Kings left,
Li Changan's face remained calm, but inside he was turbulent.
Race war.
I have witnessed the war with the Ministry of Public Works. This large-scale war involving tens of millions of witch soldiers turned out to be just a small action.
I can't imagine what a real racial war would look like.
At least the ancestral witch altar will be transported, right?
What secrets does the altar that can plunder souls contain?
Why is the war forced to stop if the ancestral witch altar is damaged even a little bit?
Moreover, the three great spirits yearned for that small piece of altar chain to the extreme.
It is necessary to study it carefully.
The return journey was much faster, the armies of all parties gradually dispersed, and they were not so bloated.
When I returned to Netherworld New City, another two months had passed.
That drop of ancestral witch blood and all the gains on the battlefield were finally digested.
The golden body has entered the sixth transformation state.
The three great spirits also benefited a lot.
The Emperor of the Netherworld has achieved the fourth refinement of the soul, and the Great Sun Tathagata has also entered the fourth refinement.
Only Taishang Hongchen’s progress was slightly slower, but he also successfully reached the realm of three refinements.
In addition to continuing to use the power of the ancient stars to temper their souls, the three great souls now have another important thing to do.
That is to understand the altar chain.
The Ancestral Witch Altar is closely related to the war between the witch clan, and it can also devour souls.
If we could recreate the shadow of Gonggong on the battlefield and understand the sacred way from it, it would be extraordinary.
It's a pity that there has been no progress.
Nowadays, there are hundreds of thousands of remnant souls gathered around the three great souls. However, apart from constantly worshiping the souls, they are unable to have any connection with the altar chains.
It is obvious that some regular threads can be seen, but there is no entry point for the gathering and tangle of regular threads.
Just when the three great spirits kept trying to recreate the altar chain.
The Great Sun Tathagata suddenly stopped his meditation and turned his gaze to the Demon God not far away.
Almost at the same time, the figure of the demon god disappeared from the place like an afterimage. The next moment, he squeezed out brutally from the void and struck down the head of the Great Sun Tathagata with a palm.