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Chapter 1015 The Way of Law
Each one of them conveys an unshakable force, which represents the power of the law. Any one of them represents the power of a saint. To prove the truth with the law is to become a saint through the law. There is no difference between a saint and a being who controls a law. As long as the law is not broken, he himself is almost immortal.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were born to follow one law.

He is born in charge of a law. As long as he grows up, he will be a saint-level fighter. Moreover, the witch clan is based on the physical body. The strength of the witch clan's combat body can allow the physical body to prove the truth. When combined with the law, it is naturally more domineering. It is definitely not a matter of one plus one equals two, it is definitely greater than two.

The Wu Clan follows the path of laws and the physical body. Moreover, the blood of the Wu Clan is too special. It was bred from the turbid evil energy between heaven and earth. It inherits the blood of Pangu, the real authentic Pangu, the direct blood, which is not inferior to the Three Pure Ones. In essence, it is even higher.

Since stepping into this opportunity and entering the civilized era and establishing the Holy Tower of Civilization, the Witch Clan has completely found its foundation and possessed unlimited potential. In the legends of the ancient times, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were an existence where everyone could become a saint. However, in the myths and legends, they were suppressed and restricted by the Heavenly Dao, and were not given the opportunity to prove their truth and become saints. Once the circumstances are different, and they are in the civilized era and in the Holy Tower of Civilization, no one can suppress them.

All restraints and shackles no longer exist.

Of course, every ancestor witch can easily achieve enlightenment and break through to a level that was previously unattainable.

This is recognized by all the heavens and the worlds. The status of the twelve ancestor witches has long been different. This is very different from some myths and legends on the ancestral star. The Three Pure Ones are saints, and their strength is naturally needless to say, but the ancestor witches are not inferior to saints, and the demon king of the demon clan is not inferior to them. The ancestor dragon of the Dragon Court is not inferior to anyone, and his strength is no longer what the outside world says.

Looking at the twelve pillars of law, Zhong Yan was slightly shocked in his heart, but did not show too much on his face. He believed that as long as there was enough time, proving the truth would never be a difficult problem. For the Lord of Civilization, proving the truth would not be the biggest obstacle.

"The Ancestral Witch Hall is indeed stunning. The Witch Clan has you, the Ancestral Witches, so it can be said that the Witch Clan has a profound foundation. I, Qian Ling, really envy you."

Zhong Yan said with emotion while smiling.

Qianling is, after all, a newly born ancient civilization. No matter how extraordinary its potential is, it still needs enough time to grow. If there is not enough time, its potential cannot be realized. Of course, he also asked himself that Qianling's future will not be inferior to any race or civilization.

With a goal in mind, there is also the motivation to catch up.

"We are a race civilization. The bloodline within the clan is limited, and the number of strong people that can emerge is always limited. We are not as good as Qian Ling. Not only has he opened up a spiritual civilization with unlimited potential, but he can also gather thousands of paths and integrate them into the civilization. When it develops, the upper limit is extremely high and limitless."

Hou Tu said with a chuckle.

Most of the blood sources of the Wu Clan come from the Ancestral Witches, which means that the Wu Clan's warriors will be subject to the upper limit of the Ancestral Witches, and it is very difficult to break through. The strength and concentration of the blood are factors that restrict their own growth. Of course, the blood of the twelve Ancestral Witches may produce new mutations when they merge with each other. These are the geniuses in the Wu Clan. Once the blood mutates, it means that their own blood is no longer constrained by the blood. How far they can reach depends entirely on their own abilities.

But the probability of such a mutation is too small.

It is not as good as the ancient civilization established by the human race, which truly broke all shackles, embraced all rivers, and could continuously advance on one road. The only thing that restricted them was the upper limit of the civilization road. And there is no doubt that once the upper limit of the ancient civilization reaches the Ten Sun Realm, it will be completely gone. In other words, after the Lord of Civilization reaches the Ten Sun Realm, all the upper limits of civilization will no longer exist. Those with strength and talent can break through to the Ten Sun Realm, regardless of whether the Lord of Civilization has reached the height above the Ten Sun Realm.

This is much less important than the constraints of racial civilization or bloodline.

Soon, they arrived at the Ancestral Witch Temple while talking and walking.

The space in the hall is very vast. Twelve pillars of law stand tall, supporting the sky and the earth. The space inside is naturally very stable. When you are in it, you can't help but feel the invisible oppression.

"Emperor Zhong, I heard that your spiritual path is very powerful. Come on, I, Zhu Rong, am itching to fight. Let's have a fight now. Let me see how powerful your spiritual path is and who is more powerful, the battle body of my Wu clan or not."

Just as I stepped into the Ancestral Witch Hall, I saw a big red-faced man striding towards me, his eyebrows raised, burning like two flames, and a kind of oppression in his rough face. That kind of pressure would make those who are not mentally strong enough collapse in an instant, and shock their souls.

Zhong Yan felt that what he saw was a flaming mountain, a vast sea of ​​fire roaring towards him, showing a strong desire to fight.

"Zhu Rong, you are a guest, you don't come here to pick a fight. Emperor Zhong is here, so we should treat him well."

In the hall, a white-faced man said with a smile, that was Dijiang, one of the twelve witch ancestors. At this moment, he and a black-haired man were sitting in front of a large cauldron. In the cauldron, there was a flame burning. On the flame, there was a demon dragon with scales removed. It had wings and three heads, and looked like a Western dragon. It was a three-headed demon dragon. At this moment, it was directly forked up by a three-pronged fork and roasted on the fire. Even its size seemed to have been reduced many times.

The overall look is like a plucked turkey.

Put it on the fire and roast it. The surface is covered with grease and the aroma is fragrant. As it keeps turning, the oil drips onto the flame, making the flame brighter and making a crisp sound. It looks really tempting at first glance. Under the burning flame, there are also wisps of black air that are burned to ashes. Those black air can clearly feel the breath from the Demon Abyss.

There was no one else in the hall except them, and the other ancestor witches were obviously not here.

"Emperor Jiang, Zhurong, Gonggong, and Houtu."

Zhong Yan secretly understood in his heart that these were the four ancestor witches. They appeared here and invited him over. Obviously, they attached great importance to him. Among the twelve ancestor witches, Di Jiang had always been the one who made the decisions.

"When eating barbecue, you still have to sprinkle some seasoning on it to make it taste better. This is my Qian Ling's secret barbecue seasoning. You can try it."

Zhong Yan smiled and took out a seasoning jar, which contained a secret premium barbecue seasoning.

"Oh, then we should give it a try."

When Zhu Rong heard this, he immediately grinned, reached out to take the bottle of barbecue seasoning, came to the cauldron, and poured it on the barbecue. Suddenly, the already tempting aroma increased tenfold in an instant. The smell was really appetizing, and people couldn't wait to start tasting it.

"Come, try it. This time I killed a small lizard from Nightmare. It's a good opportunity to see how it tastes."

Zhu Rong said with a smile.

He took out a knife and cut the dragon in front of him into five large pieces in a blink of an eye. Each piece was just right, not a bit more or less. When weighed, the portions were all the same. After dividing them, Zhu Rong was the first to not be polite and started eating.

After the first bite, my eyes lit up.

Then, he started to taste it without any hesitation.

The meat of the dragon, coupled with the special seasoning, instantly raised the taste of the meat to an unknown level. It tasted really fresh, fragrant and delicious, and full of elasticity.

Even a dignified woman like Hou Tu showed satisfaction in her eyes while eating. Of course, she did not eat as roughly as Zhurong and Gonggong. She seemed more dignified and natural as she ate bite by bite, which did not destroy her temperament at all.

"This roast turkey is pretty good. Next time I'll go to Nightmare and get a few. If the dragon tribe hadn't summoned all the true-blood dragons to the Ancient Dragon Court, I would have just caught those real dragons to eat. Those real dragons are more flavorful when roasted. However, this seasoning is so good. It tastes completely different. Old Zhong, how about getting some over here later?"

Zhu Rong swallowed even the bones. After eating, he licked his lips, enjoying the aftertaste.

"No problem, I'll save some for you later. When you want to eat barbecue, sprinkle some on it and it will make the taste even better. Besides, barbecue is nothing in Qianling. We have a lot of delicious food in Qianling, and each major cuisine has its own characteristics. If you have the opportunity to go to Qianling, I will invite you to go to the food street to taste all kinds of food."

Zhong Yan said with a smile.

They also felt quite comfortable with Zhu Rong and the others' frank communication. These seasonings were nothing. With their status, they would just disappear and were not worth mentioning at all.

"Emperor Zhong suddenly came to my Wu clan. Is there something urgent?"

Dijiang smiled, clapped his hands, and asked.

"Some things have been going on recently, causing a lot of uproar. Rumors about me have also spread throughout the heavens and all realms, and all races. I believe that the four fellow Taoists all know that the rumors are spreading too quickly. The whole process is extremely abnormal. There must be a mastermind behind the scenes manipulating it."

Zhong Yan nodded and spoke.

"I know this, it's not surprising, it must be the work of Nightmare. No one else would do this except them. They just don't like you Qian Ling and want to suppress you and stir up some trouble."

Gonggong chuckled a few times, with an expression of understanding.

Their Wu Clan is not blind. They can also obtain news from the outside world, and their control over intelligence is not bad. Besides, Zhong Yan's affairs are not a secret. Since it involves the leader of a civilization, it is extremely hot.

It’s hard not to know.

"Well, this time I came here, I actually want to ask you fellow Taoists about something."

Zhong Yan said immediately.

"Oh, what is it that requires you to come here in person?"

A strange color flashed in Dijiang's eyes, and then a hint of understanding emerged, and he said: "Could it be that the purpose of your visit is Zulong's little dragon girl?"

"She is the daughter of the old loach."

Gonggong snorted coldly.

(End of this chapter)