Journey to the West: The Strongest Worker System

Soon, Zhu Ba came to the gathering place of the Wu clan. It seemed not big from a distance, but when he walked into it, he found that the space here was not small.

The Wu clan now has twelve major clans and thirty-six minor clans, with a population of millions. The strongest among them are the twelve ancestors of the Wu clan, followed by the existence of the great witch, and then the existence of the small witch.

Most of the other ordinary Wu clans, but even if they are ordinary Wu clans, their physical strength is comparable to that of the immortal realm, and they can fight against the powerful Xuanxian cultivation.

And they seem to be very warlike. Walking forward, the most seen is that they are naked from the waist up, looking for their opponents, and wrestling.

Or follow the great witch and practice the physical combat skills inherited by the Wu clan. Through such combat skills, they can further activate the blood of the Wu clan in their bodies and enhance their strength.

The guy who brought Zhu Ba here is named Zhu Qing. As he guessed, he is a member of the Zhurong clan, and now he has barely reached the level of a small witch.

He was quite popular in the tribe. At least along the way, all acquaintances greeted him, and some people asked him about Zhu Ba's identity.

After all, Zhu Ba was a stranger, and his dress was different from theirs. He did not have the aura of the demon race, but rather looked like the weak human race on the prehistoric continent.

But Zhu Ba's aura was restrained, without any leakage. He was definitely a strong man. The human race did not have such a strong man now, otherwise how could he be bullied by the demon race.

Zhu Qing said that he did not know. He had just done something wrong before, and was assigned by the tribe leaders to wait for the master at the foot of Mount Buzhou.

For several months, he could neither participate in training with the tribe members nor go out with the tribe members to fight against the demons. He was really suffocated.

The twelve ancestor witches had already received the news that Zhu Qing brought back a strange man, but after listening to the description, everyone could not help but be silent, because they were a little suspicious. Was this person really the one who could summon the phantom of the Father God?

Zhu Qing waited for Zhu Ba to the ancestral witch hall, and then said goodbye and left. According to his status as a little witch, he was not qualified to enter, so Zhu Ba had to go in by himself. The ancestral witches were already waiting inside.

Zhu Ba thanked the other party and gave him a golden pill. The effect of this golden pill was very simple. It could quickly recover his injuries. It could be said to be a special medicine for healing injuries.

Although he got the pill, Zhu Qing was not very happy. After all, he didn't think there could be such a magical pill in the world. Moreover, the other party obviously looked very ordinary and could not necessarily take out such a magical thing. Perhaps he gave him an ordinary healing pill for face.

Watching the other party leave, Zhu Ba had guessed what the other party was thinking through his expression, and did not explain much. He gave the other party a pill just to cut off the cause and effect between the two parties.

He took a look at the door of the hall. It was tightly closed at this time, and it seemed that there was no intention to open it. Zhu Ba's mouth corners rose slightly, but he had guessed the other party's intention.

Zhu Ba's sudden appearance certainly aroused their suspicion, and now that he was young, the twelve witch ancestors had to think of some ways to test his ability.

The door of the hall in front of him was the first test. It was obviously not an ordinary metal move. Just by touching it lightly, he felt that it was extremely heavy and could not be pushed open by ordinary practitioners.

But it was unlikely to stump Zhu Ba. He saw the law of force in his body running gently, stretched out one hand, and pushed it slightly. The door of the hall made a "creaking" sound, and then it was pushed open.

The twelve witch ancestors who were observing Zhu Ba inside all had a flash of surprise in their eyes. No one knew the heaviness of the door of the hall better than them.

The reason why Xiao Wu was not qualified to enter was because the door of this hall needed to be pushed open by himself, and Xiao Wu's strength was far from enough to be able to push the door open.

But the gentle push just now was so easy, as if he ignored the heaviness of the door of the hall, and he only used one hand, which shows how powerful it is.

"Ordinary people definitely don't have such power, unless the other party has comprehended the inheritance of the Father God, the most special existence among the thousands of laws, the law of power!"

Others couldn't see through it, but Di Jiang saw everything at a glance, and he had already looked at Zhu Ba with some new eyes.

When Zhu Ba walked into the hall and looked at the twelve familiar and unfamiliar ancestor witches in front of him, his mood was quite complicated. He was originally a leader of the times, but because of the way of heaven.

His eyes swept across one person after another, and finally fell on the ancestor witch Hou Tu. At this time, she was far less than the later generations.The Empress Pingxin is so powerful and elegant, and her face is full of immaturity and fighting spirit. This is the portrayal of the witch clan.

"Hmph! Boy, didn't anyone teach you not to look around when you arrive at a new place, otherwise you will suffer!"

Zhu Rong has the most irritable temper. When he saw Zhu Ba coming in, he didn't say a word, but looked at Dafang curiously, and showed a look that he didn't feel very good, which made him speak in a deep voice.

At the same time, the firepower on his body was turned on, and the huge Ancestral Witch Hall seemed to be baked by the sun, and the temperature was frighteningly high. He exerted the power of the law, which should be another test.

But Zhu Ba shrugged his shoulders indifferently, as if nothing had happened, and said lightly: "I was invited here by you, but I have to admit that I don't know you. Before meeting, I have to take a look at each of you one by one, so as not to mistake you later."

"Oh, so you already know our identities. Can you recognize us?"

Gong Gong asked curiously. He is the ancestor of water, and his temper is much better. The water power on his body was also exerted, one cold and one hot, ice and fire suddenly attacked, and the difficulty of the test was upgraded.

But Zhu Ba was still fine, nodded very calmly, and then followed the ranking of the twelve ancestor witches, one by one pointed out their identities and corresponding abilities.

"Okay, we have all been preliminarily acquainted. I wonder why the twelve ancestor witches asked me to come here?"

He didn't intend to beat around the bush, after all, it would be boring to keep doing this.

"You are a smart man. We want to know if you can summon the phantom of Father God Pangu and mobilize some of his power for your use!"

Di Jiang asked directly. After that, he stared at Zhu Ba, observing his expression to determine whether he was lying.

"Yes, that's right. That's the basic ability of my Pangu clan."

Zhu Ba admitted it immediately. This was also the argument he had prepared early in the morning. He pulled out the big banner of the Pangu clan. Anyway, you don't know it.

However, he knew in his heart that it was when his bloodline broke through before that the phantom of Pangu suddenly emerged, which attracted the attention of the twelve ancestor witches. After all, they were very close to Buzhou Mountain.

"Pangu clan?"

Sure enough, the twelve ancestor witches were all curious. Could it be that Father God Pangu came from this race? For a while, they didn't want to continue to test each other.

He did not hesitate to tell the background information he got from the system, and said frankly that he inherited Pangu's blood, so he had the power to summon the phantom of the father god and even guide it to fight.

"We are transformed from Pangu's essence and blood, and we are also part of the Pangu clan. Now the witch clan is in trouble. I hope you can lend a hand and save our witch clan!"

Here they come, the twelve witch ancestors finally exposed their purpose. They would not come to Zhu Ba for no reason. They must have something to ask for.

It turned out that as the war between witches and liches became more and more intense, the twelve witch ancestors had discovered a clue. The power comparison between the witches and liches was a bit serious. If the war broke out, the witch clan would most likely be extinct in this world.

Therefore, they would seek means and methods, hoping to leave a trace of blood for their race.