The Lord of Void and Real-Chapter 1562 - 158: 12 Ancestral Witches

Ghost Vine Senior slightly furrowed his brows, but inside the Free and Easy Mirror, Shen Luo’s expression darkened. Seeing the way Chief Matu was, even if he raised his offer, the other party would probably not agree to the trade.

But the opportunity before him was truly rare; not to mention the other witchcraft objects of the White Teeth Tribe, the Bone Staff in Chief Matu’s hands was definitely a powerful witchcraft object, containing abundant witchcraft power. Perhaps it could help Nie Caizhu unlock the Witch Tribe bloodline.

He felt a sense of urgency in his heart, almost wishing he could just snatch the Bone Staff, but this was the White Teeth Tribe’s stronghold, and although he was quite powerful, he didn’t dare to act recklessly.

"If I were only to borrow the witchcraft object for a period of time and return it in a day or two, may I ask if the Clan Leader could agree to such a proposal? The terms of the exchange would remain the same." Shen Luo considered for a moment and lowered his request.

"I’m very sorry, but our ancestors have left a decree: as long as a person of our tribe lives, the witch weapons must not. Our tribe’s witchcraft objects absolutely cannot fall into the hands of outsiders, even if only temporarily." Chief Matu shook his head and said.

Shen Luo’s brows deeply furrowed together, and Ghost Vine Senior made the same expression.

"If Ghost Vine Fellow Daoist truly needs a witchcraft object, there is no need to be so troubled. Tomorrow I will take you to the mausoleum of God Hou Yi. There are powerful witchcraft objects that were used by God Hou Yi stored there, which are certainly no less than this Bone Staff of mine. However, whether fellow Daoist can obtain them still depends on fate," Chief Matu said.

"Is that true?" asked Ghost Vine Senior.

"Absolutely true. There are records in the data about God Hou Yi within our tribe." Matu said.

"Good, thanks to the Clan Leader for the guidance," thanked Ghost Vine Senior.

"No need for thanks. I sincerely hope that you fellow Daoists can inherit God Hou Yi’s legacy so that our White Teeth Tribe needn’t stay on this remote island any longer." Matu let out a long sigh and said.

Shen Luo was somewhat astonished; it turned out that there was such a reason for the White Teeth Tribe to remain here. He had thought it was the black mist prohibition around the island that blocked the White Teeth Tribe’s departure.

"Hopefully, among us, someone can inherit the power of God Hou Yi and allow your esteemed tribe to be liberated at an early date," Ghost Vine Senior said.

Matu gave a bitter smile but said nothing.

"Chief Matu, you just mentioned your tribe’s Classics concerning God Hou Yi. I am very eager to learn more about the affairs of the Witch Clan. May I be able to obtain these Classics?" Ghost Vine Senior hesitated for a moment and then asked again.

"That can be done," Chief Matu did not refuse this time.

Subsequently, Shen Luo traded the carcass of a True Immortal Monster and several Precious Spirit Materials for three Witch Clan Classics.

As soon as Ghost Vine Senior received the three Classics, he immediately put them into the Free and Easy Mirror, and Shen Luo quickly began to read through them.

Fire Spirit Child also flew out from the Netherworld Furnace and watched together.

Ghost Vine Senior didn’t stay here any longer and stood up to take his leave.

Just as he reached the doorway, he suddenly stopped in his tracks: "Chief Matu, I still have a question I would like to ask you, is the black mist prohibition near the island set by your tribe?"

"Our White Teeth Tribe is weak; how could we set up such a formidable prohibition? That black mist prohibition appeared out of the blue over a thousand years ago, and we also do not know why," said Matu.

"Appeared over a thousand years ago? What happened at that time?" Ghost Vine Senior asked.

"We also do not know, at that time a young man named Donghua came here, also wishing to obtain the inheritance of God Hou Yi, but unfortunately, he failed in the end. Possibly, he triggered some mechanism within the mausoleum of the great god, which caused the black mist to appear around the island," Matu said.

"Donghua? Could it be the Donghua Freelance Immortal; he is indeed a figure from a thousand years ago, it should be correct," thought Shen Luo.

"Then, may I ask, since when did you begin noticing that one could disappear into thin air amidst darkness? Was it after the appearance of the black mist prohibition?" Ghost Vine Master promptly followed up with his question.

"After the black mist prohibition appeared, the darkness on the island began to mutate," Chief Matu recalled briefly before responding.

"Thank you for informing me, Clan Leader." Shen Luo nodded in silence, took his leave, and headed for the stone house.

It was almost completely dark outside, and few people could be seen in the valley; each household in the tribe had lit their torches.

Shen Luo glanced at the black mist prohibition above his head and, after a moment’s pondering, spurred his divine soul into action.

As he walked, a faint black light flashed through the sleeve of Ghost Vine Master, and a Mahayana cultivated corpse from inside the Corpse Raising Bag sank into the ground, escaping towards the outside of the valley and then stopping in a mountain forest.

Having done all this, Ghost Vine Master swiftly returned to the stone house.

A large luminous stone was embedded on the wall inside the house, illuminating the stone dwelling brightly, while everyone else sat with closed eyes in meditation.

Without uttering a sound, Ghost Vine Master walked to a corner of the house, sat down, and began to rest with eyes closed. Soon, the stone house fell into silence once again.

Within the Carefree Mirror, Shen Luo had already skimmed through three witch tribe classics, his expression one of deep contemplation.

These three classics recorded much of the witch tribe’s history and the existence of some mighty witch beings—with Hou Yi among them, revealing to him more information about Hou Yi.

Besides Hou Yi, the books also mentioned other great witches such as Kuafu, Jiufeng, Xingtian, and so on. Of course, the most detailed records were of the Twelve Ancestral Witches: the Ancestral Witch of Gold, Ruxu; the Witch of Wood, Jumang; the Ancestral Witch of Water, Gonggong; the Witch of Fire, Zhu Rong; the Witch of Earth, Hou Tu; the Witch of Ice, Xuan Ming; the Witch of Thunder, Qiang Liang; the Witch of Wind, Tian Wu; the Witch of Poison, Shebi Shi; the Witch of Darkness, Xiz; the Witch of Space, Di Jiang; and the Ancestor Witch Lord of Time, Zhu Jiuyin.

Shen Luo had learned about a few Ancestral Witches before, but not in full detail. Now, at last, he had a comprehensive understanding of the illustrious Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"It seems each of the Twelve Ancestral Witches masters a God’s Power, and they all look quite formidable," he murmured.

"That’s natural, the Twelve Ancestral Witches are transformed from most of the essence blood of Pangu Great God, containing the Power of the Origin of the Great Dao. The Twelve Ancestral Witches inherited this power of the Great Dao Origin. Each one of them is a powerful person with overwhelming strength. Such Primordial Powerhouses manipulate stars and crack the Earth with their God’s Powers, something beyond your imagination," said Fire Spirit Child with a solemn expression.

"Power of the Origin of the Great Dao?" Shen Luo’s eyes lit up.

"With your current level of cultivation, it’s too early for you to understand this. You need to be at least at the Taiyi Stage, or even the Heavenly Venerate Realm before you can sense it," Fire Spirit Child waved his hand and did not explain further to Shen Luo.

"Is this Power of the Origin of the Great Dao what the Witch Tribe bloodline is inherited from?" Shen Luo pressed, shifting the topic.

"Correct. However, the Bloodline Power in the bodies of those from the White Teeth Tribe has nothing to do with the Great Dao Origin, at most it’s a trace of lingering power, extremely weak," Fire Spirit Child explained.

Shen Luo nodded slightly and fell silent.

The night quickly descended, and Yan Lie and the others quietly stayed inside the stone house, each closing their eyes to cultivate, and Shen Luo within the Carefree Mirror did the same.

In the mountain forest outside the valley, the corpse that had been dispatched by Shen Luo earlier was moving back and forth, its scarlet eyes scanning around.

At that moment, the darkness surrounding it suddenly thickened like ink, and the tall refined corpse’s figure gradually submerged into the darkness, becoming more and more blurred, until it seemed to disappear into thin air, merging completely with the night.

Inside the Carefree Mirror, Shen Luo abruptly opened his eyes, looking towards a certain direction outside the valley.

Just now, the connection between Ghost Vine Master and that refined corpse was severed, and the presence of the corpse had vanished without a trace.

"Eh, truly odd, this island does possess some bizarre forces!" Shen Luo murmured to himself.