Chapter 797: Meeting the Wuzu Divine Coffin
Looking at the huge petal in front of him, cracks also appeared on it.
Zhang Xuan took back his original magical power.
Take inventory of casualties.
10 people were seriously injured and 5 people died.
Long Xinghe originally entered the Tao with the power of the stars.
Unexpectedly, an original magical power was sealed in the Wuzu Temple thousands of years ago.
Thousands of years later, it still has such great destructive power.
"This... could it be the power of transformation?!"
Everyone present, including Henry Zhang, was shocked.
The power of the spirit is indeed beyond their imagination.
The galaxy was in turmoil, and only the Temple of the Ancestor Witch was still standing tall among the Ancestral Witch ruins.
It can be seen that even among the five major temples, the Temple of Witch Ancestor is the strongest.
After all, the Temple of the Ancestral Witch is where the coffin of the ancestor witch is placed.
Zhang Xuan entered the Wuzu Temple.
Although the main building of Wuzu Temple is well preserved.
However, it was a ruin inside.
In this ruin, Zhang Xuan's spiritual sense continued to scan.
Many precious items were broken into pieces.
However, there are still two things left intact.
It is also the coffin of the witch ancestor.
It is also the Divine Cauldron of the Witch Ancestor.
He leaped forward and came to the front of the Witch Ancestor's coffin.
I saw a fist-sized hole on the coffin of the Witch Ancestor.
"It's clear that someone broke this hole with a punch, and then dug out the heart of the Witch Ancestor. This person is probably Long Xinghe."
Zhang Xuan opened the coffin of Wu Zu.
At this time, the broken body of Wu Zu was completely displayed in front of Zhang Xuan.
It was seen that Wu Zu had 6 arms and three chest cavities on his chest, corresponding to three hearts.
Zhang Xuan was also stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.
According to the black-shirted wizard, this wizard ancestor is the supreme being of the wizard clan.
Lost in the sea of witches.
Every time the Ancestral Witch Clan entered the Witch Sea, they would pray to obtain the body of the Witch Ancestor.
It took thousands of years of piecing together the Witch Ancestor.
"Will the body that does not belong to Wu Zu be salvaged from the Wu Sea and pieced together in Wu Zu's divine coffin?"
Zhang Xuan also started to murmur at this time.
He was wondering, could this weird creature that was pieced together really be resurrected?
Regardless of whether it can be resurrected or not.
He had promises to both the old greasy guy and the black-shirted wizard.
He had to try it anyway.
He immediately took out the heart of the Witch Ancestor.
A vast force of qi and blood emerged from the Witch Ancestor's heart, which oppressed several low-cultivation members of the dung-collecting team, causing them to bleed from all their orifices.
The broken body of the Witch Ancestor in front of him had three chest cavities.
He placed the heart of the Witch Ancestor directly in the middle of the chest cavity.
"Whoosh-"
He just put the heart of the witch ancestor in it.
As if getting an electric shock, the Witch Ancestor's broken body immediately began to connect.
What’s even more bizarre is that the power of the witch soul in his body was actually extracted.
It was continuously poured into the Witch Ancestor's Divine Cauldron beside it.
The Divine Cauldron of the Witch Ancestor radiates a dazzling light.
The witch soul power of other members of the dung collection team was also being continuously drained.
Zhang Xuan wanted to lead everyone to escape, but he couldn't move at all.
"How could this be?"
Henry Zhang was anxious.
He immediately threw all the extra souls, both second- and third-level, he had on him into the Witch Ancestor's Divine Cauldron.
The witch patterns on the Witch Ancestor's Divine Cauldron seemed to come alive and began to move.
From the entire Ancestral Witch Cauldron, there were mysterious sounds of witchcraft.
At this time, all the dead witch slaves, witches, wizards, and even the high priests, their souls gathered here.
One after another, the witch souls jumped into the witch ancestor's cauldron with great piety.
When the power of the witch soul boiled in the witch ancestor's divine cauldron was sufficient, it finally stopped absorbing the witch soul.
Only at this point did everyone breathe a sigh of relief.
If the Witch Ancestor's Divine Cauldron were to continue sucking in more, I'm afraid everyone would not be able to hold on and would die.
The transparent, thick liquid in the Witch Ancestor's Divine Cauldron was bubbling.
Suddenly, the huge Divine Cauldron of the Witch Ancestor flew up and landed above the Divine Coffin of the Witch Ancestor.
"Wow—"
The transparent liquid in the Witch Ancestor's Divine Cauldron poured down and directly injected into the Witch Ancestor's broken body.
The broken body of the Witch Ancestor was like a long-awaited rain, and it eagerly absorbed the liquid cooked by the witch souls.
The shriveled body slowly came back to life.
"Hutong——"
It's the sound of a beating heart.
Wu Zu's heart began to beat.
Under Zhang Xuan's surprised gaze, the Witch Ancestor in the Witch Ancestor's coffin, the legendary figure of the Witch clan, opened his eyes.
"Who are you?" asked the Wu Zu in an old and hoarse voice.
"We...we are the ones who resurrected you."
Wu Zu looked at everything around him in a daze.
"Is this the land of the ancient witches? How did it become like this?"
"It was the power of the original stars that destroyed the temple."
"Long Xinghe..."
When Wu Zu mentioned this name, there was a hint of anger and hatred in his eyes.
"It's a pity that I can't leave this Ancestral Witch Land, otherwise I would definitely extract the bones and refine the marrow of this Dragon Star River!"
"This member of the Ancestral Witch tribe was indeed killed by Long Xinghe..."
"At that time, when my Nine-Transformation True Body was recovering, Long Xinghe suddenly appeared, killed my people instantly, blew up two of my hearts, and took away the last remaining heart."
When he thought of this, Wu Zu's eyes turned red and his face became hideous and terrifying.
Zhang Xuan was really worried that the six-armed witch ancestor would suddenly go berserk and accidentally kill everyone.
Wu Zu took a deep breath to calm his excited emotions.
He glanced at Zhang Xuan in front of him and said calmly: "Fortunately, my friend helped me find this heart, otherwise I am afraid there will be no day of resurrection."
"We entered the Ancestral Witch Ruins this time to revive our senior, but we actually have one thing to ask of you."
"What's the matter? Tell me."
Zhang Xuan pointed at the old oily man and said, "In order for him to comprehend the supreme sword art in the Inscription Ancestral Temple, his closest relatives sacrificed their own souls to stimulate the Inscription Sword Pool..."
"What you want is for me to rescue his closest relatives?"
"Yes, please help me, senior."
Wu Zu looked at Zhang Xuan and sighed deeply.
"If you are asking for something else, I can still help you. But if you want to call back the souls that were sacrificed in the Wuhai, I am afraid that I cannot do it."
When Zhang Xuan heard this, his brows furrowed instantly.
"Senior, can't you swim freely in the Wuhai Sea? Can't you find the souls for sacrifice?"
“Enjoy the Witch Sea…hahahaha…young friend, you think too highly of me. You have no idea how terrifying and powerful the Witch Sea is.”
"Where exactly is Wu Hai?"
"About Wu Hai..." Wu Zu showed a look of reminiscence at this time, "There are many legends about Wu Hai, but the more credible one is that Wu Hai was transformed from the remaining eye of Zhu Zhao."
"Zhuzhao's eyes? Who is Zhuzhao?" Zhang Xuan was confused.
He entered the Witch Sea and sacrificed to the soul of the Blood Demon. The "Candlelight Unity Treasure Book" he obtained was deduced and named for him by the big eye.
Here I heard the Witch Ancestor mention Zhuzhao again, so I felt a little curious about this Zhuzhao.
