"Since the Ancestral Witch Emperor Tian still remembers me, I am truly flattered!"

A complex emotion flashed in Kunpeng's eyes, and his expression as he looked at Di Tian was somewhat helpless.

During the battle at Buzhou Mountain, he almost lost his soul completely.

Even if he escaped by self-destructing his physical body, he still encountered countless crises and deaths.

Although he has now made it through, he still cannot calm down when he thinks about the mess he has made and the past caused by Di Tian.

"Of course I remember!"

Seeing Kunpeng's complex expression, Di Tian laughed heartily.

He stepped forward and patted Kunpeng on the shoulder, saying, "After all, you are the first real opponent I faced when I rose to power."

"Before defeating you, I was just an ordinary high shaman of the witch clan."

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng's expression changed slightly, but he still managed to suppress his emotions.

Instead, the surrounding cultivators were filled with surprise.

Is the person before me a Kunpeng?

This was completely different from the scaled and armored appearance they remembered. In fact, the Kunpeng now looked like a celestial being, and it no longer had the strong demonic aura of the past.

Moreover, the fact that Kunpeng actually fought against Ditian back then and even survived is truly surprising information.

Those powerful individuals who had participated in the battle over the gourd vine of Buzhou Mountain looked at Kunpeng with surprise and astonishment.

After all, the Kunpeng back then was merely a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

And what about Di Tian?

He was already quite strong when he first joined the battle, and even slaughtered a quasi-saint level powerhouse named Raize in front of everyone.

Kunpeng's ability to survive under Di Tian's control and even undergo such a significant transformation suggests that he has had many fortunate encounters over the years.

"alright."

At this moment, Di Tian interrupted the conversation.

Although surprised by Kunpeng's appearance, they were even a little curious about the opportunities this guy had had over the years.

But Di Tian was well aware of the current situation. These powerful beings and innate deities had not come here to reminisce with him.

Upon thinking of this, Di Tian immediately spoke up: "Fellow Daoists have come from afar, and as the host, I should indeed provide some hospitality."

"However, the number of you is far too large. I'm afraid my humble Ditian tribe cannot accommodate so many cultivators."

"Alright then, those below the late Quasi-Saint stage can skip this. Fellow Daoists who have reached the late Quasi-Saint stage, or even surpassed it, please come in with me!"

After saying that, Di Tian ignored the innate gods and great supernatural beings around him whose expressions had changed drastically, and strode directly toward the Di Tian tribe.

"Lord Teten!"

"Lord Teten!"

"..."

Seeing Di Tian return, Shi Hao and the others breathed a sigh of relief and excitedly came forward to greet him.

In response, Di Tian waved his hand and said, "Shi Yi, you all stay here and guard this place. No one below the late-stage Quasi-Saint level is allowed to enter!"

"yes!"

"yes!"

Upon hearing this, Shi Hao and the others immediately bowed and agreed.

As Di Tian's figure entered, the powerful beings around him seemed to awaken from a dream.

Without any hesitation, the cultivators who had reached the late stage of Quasi-Saint directly headed towards the Emperor Heaven Tribe.

The other cultivators were unwilling, but they dared not force their way in.

It wasn't just the sheer power of Di Tian himself; the great witches like Shi Hao guarding the area were simply beyond their ability to contend with or compare to.

These years have passed.

By leveraging the power of the Black Tower, the Ditian Tribe achieved a qualitative leap in its overall strength.

The entire tribe has basically reached the level of minor shamans, or even major shamans.

Some of the more outstanding members of the clan even reached the level of top-tier great shamans, but because they could not break the shackles of their bloodline, these clansmen could not compare with Shi Hao and others.

Even so, the number of quasi-saints within the entire Ditian tribe is already extremely large. If a real battle were to break out, despite the overwhelming number of cultivators, whether they could actually win is still uncertain.

Not to mention that Di Tian himself is the strongest fighter below the Saint level. In addition, those cultivators who have asked Di Tian for help this time will not help them if a real fight breaks out. Instead, they will not hesitate to kill them and give them to Di Tian as gifts in exchange for the secrets they want to know.

"Ugh, I guess I'm still too weak."

"Yes, if it weren't for a lack of strength, how could they not even qualify to enter!"

"I wonder if those guys inside will know the information, or if they'll make it public."

"..."

In an instant, countless sighs and lamentations resounded.

However, this did not stop the other qualified cultivators from entering, nor did it make Shi Hao and the others guarding the entrance area relax or soften their stance.

……

Meanwhile, at this moment, in the Ditian Tribe Square.

A large number of powerful individuals have entered and even gathered together.

Di Tian did not return to his residence, nor did he go to the reception hall.

After all, the number of cultivators who came this time was indeed quite large, and the current reception hall simply could not accommodate such a large number of people.

In addition, the Twelve Ancestral Witches unsurprisingly appeared in the plaza area.

Unlike monks.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were, after all, the leaders of the Witch Clan.

Even Shi Hao and the others couldn't stop them from entering, not to mention that they genuinely had no intention of harming the Di Tian tribe.

However, Di Tian didn't pay too much attention to it.

He understood the thoughts of the Twelve Ancestral Witches very well, but his success was also unrepeatable.

Even as more and more qualified cultivators arrived, Di Tian did not speak to the Twelve Ancestral Witches individually.

About half an hour later, all the qualified cultivators had arrived, and no more cultivators from the outside were entering.

Seeing this, Di Tian didn't waste any more words. He coughed lightly and said, "Alright, fellow Daoists, everyone who was supposed to come has arrived, so let's not hold back anymore."

"Fellow Daoists, what brings you all to the Di Tian Tribe to find me?"

Upon hearing this, the vast majority of cultivators present were invigorated.

Except for a very few who are not important, such as the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, Zhunti, and Nuwa.

They possess primordial purple energy and follow the path of severing the three corpses, so they don't care about the inheritance of any chaotic demon god.

"Emperor Heavenly Ancestral Witch!"

At this moment, Di Jun suddenly stood up from the crowd, clasped his hands in a salute to Di Tian, ​​and said, "We have come here today for the matter of the Black Tower's inheritance."

"Over the years, the Ancestral Witch Emperor Tian has led his people to seize the inheritances of ten Chaos Demon Gods with overwhelming force. I wonder if there are any techniques or methods involved in this?

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