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Chapter 417 Pangu Palace

"Ancestor Witch! How could this guy be an Ancestor Witch?!"

Dijiang was like a possessed man, muttering softly.

At that time, when the Father God fell, his essence and blood turned into the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and the Thirteenth Ancestral Witch was never born.

Nowadays, the immortal civilization has been destroyed, but he felt the blood of the ancestor witch in a little guy, which was a great shock to him.

"What? Ancestral witch?"

The other ancestor witches didn't care about anything else and gathered in front of Wang Xian. They put their big hands on Wang Xian's body and carefully felt his blood.

"This little guy is actually the Ancestral Witch!"

Gonggong's mouth was opened so wide that he could almost swallow his fist.

The other ancestor witches were similar, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches had always hoped that the Witch Clan would give birth to another Ancestral Witch. However, no matter how hard they tried, how many resources they spent, and even how much they used their own blood and essence to cultivate, until the demise of the Immortal Civilization, they had only cultivated one half-step Ancestral Witch. The Witch Clan had never had a true Ancestral Witch again.

But now?
An ancestor witch suddenly appeared out of nowhere!

Not only that, they could also feel that although the current strength of this Ancestral Witch was very weak, and even the Ancestral Witch bloodline that had not been activated was less than one millionth, its background was beyond imagination.

They had a feeling that once this little fellow completely activated the bloodline of the Ancestral Witches, his strength would directly surpass theirs and he would become the leader among the Ancestral Witches.

But this is not the point. The point is that this little guy still has a 'primordial spirit' in his body, which also means that this little guy has a higher upper limit and stronger strength.

It is no exaggeration to say that when this little fellow grows to the same level as them, not only will his strength surpass theirs, he will even surpass their combined strength, and there is a great chance that he will be able to defeat the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation formed by their twelve ancestor witches!
Thinking of this, all the ancient witches froze in place.

Not only did their witch clan give birth to a new ancestor witch, but also a super ancestor witch!
If it were placed in the period of immortal civilization, it is very likely that the myth would be broken, and a powerful monster would appear who could fight against the saints with the ability of a quasi-saint!
"Hou Tu, what happened to this little guy? Why did he fall into a deep sleep?" Xuan Ming asked.

The other ancestor witches also looked at Hou Tu.

Hou Tu sighed and said, "This is all my fault. After I sensed the blood of this little fellow, my blood and qi started to surge, and the sound of my heartbeat injured him."

The witch clan is mainly based on qi, blood and body. The qi, blood and body of the ancestor witch are so strong that ordinary people can't imagine it. The heart, as the source of qi and blood, is even stronger.

At such a close distance, the fact that Wang Xian was not shattered to ashes already showed how strong his body was.

After listening to Hou Tu's story, Di Jiang, Gong Gong, Xuan Ming and other eleven ancient witches looked at each other in surprise. They really did not expect that Wang Xian's coma was caused by Hou Tu.

However, they can also understand.

Wang Xian was another ancestor witch after the Twelve Ancestral Witches. If they were present at that time, they would definitely feel the same as Hou Tu, and Wang Xian's fate would even be worse.

"So what's going on with this little guy now?"

Xuanming asked again.

"It should be the primordial spirit... No, it should be said that there is something wrong with the soul!" Hou Tu said.

"Is there something wrong with the soul?"

The eleven ancient witches were all silent.

Even if the immortal civilization was destroyed and the martial arts civilization was born, they were still dominated by blood and body, and no soul was born in their bodies.

Now, there is a problem with Wang Xian’s soul, and they have no way to deal with it at all!

"Brother, don't you have any solution?"

Hou Tu looked at Di Jiang. Di Jiang sighed and said, "Among us brothers and sisters, only you have a soul. Although we have a certain understanding of the soul, we are definitely not as good as you. If you don't have any way, then I have even less way!"

The Witch Clan did not cultivate their primordial spirits, and after the fall of the Immortal Civilization and the annihilation of the Immortal Laws, they also tried to condense the spirits belonging to the Martial Arts Civilization. Unfortunately, the Witch Clan's bodies were too strong to allow the newborn spirits to exist for long.

Especially the bodies of the Ancestral Witches, which were so strong that ordinary people could not imagine. As soon as their souls were condensed, they were directly crushed by the power of the physical body, and even caused the Ancestral Witches to suffer serious injuries.

The twelve ancient witches were all silent.

After a long while, Di Jiang said, "Why don't we send this little guy to Father God to give it a try?"

“It seems to be possible!”

"I agree."

"We must go. This little guy is the thirteenth ancestor of our witch clan. We must try!"

The other ancestor witches spoke up one after another and expressed their agreement.

"Okay, then let's send him to the Father immediately!"

Dijiang made the final decision.

The Father God he mentioned was naturally the great god Pangu. Although the great god Pangu had fallen, the heaven and earth were grateful for the contribution of the great god Pangu and materialized a Pangu Temple, and the heart of the great god Pangu was hidden in the Pangu Temple.

However, it is a pity that although the heart of Pangu is still there, it cannot resurrect Pangu. After all, Pangu's soul, blood, body, etc. have all turned into the Three Pure Ones, the Ancestral Witch, and all things in heaven and earth.

Even if all of these were gathered, it would be almost impossible to resurrect the great god Pangu.

Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
When the twelve ancestor witches brought Wang Xian to the front of Pangu Temple, a roar that shook the heaven and earth suddenly rang out in Pangu Temple.

Di Jiang's body trembled, and he shouted excitedly: "This is the sound of Father God's heartbeat!"

"It's Father God! Father God's heart is beating!"

The other ancestor witches were also extremely excited.

They guarded Pangu Temple for two eras of civilization. During these billions of years, the heart of the Father God seemed to have lost its vitality and remained silent.

But now, the Father’s heart was beating, how could they not be excited?
"Quick, send this little guy into the temple. It must be his arrival that has restored the vitality of the Father God's heart!" Di Jiang roared.

The twelve ancestor witches opened the door of Pangu Palace together, and with great excitement, they sent Wang Xian into Pangu Palace.

When Wang Xian entered Pangu Temple, a force instantly burst out from the blood pool in the central area of ​​Pangu Temple, squeezing the twelve ancestor witches directly out of Pangu Temple.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were not angry at all, and were even more excited.

They felt it. It was the power of Father God. It was Father God who sent them out of Pangu Palace!

boom!
The door of Pangu Temple slammed shut.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye a year had passed. The roar that shook the earth and sky was heard again in the silent Pangu Palace.

The twelve ancient witches sitting in front of Pangu Temple opened their eyes instantly.

Their eyes were filled with excitement.

The heartbeat of Father God finally appeared again!

(End of this chapter)