Winning Over the Golden-Winged Roc

After Mount Buzhou had been severed, the ancient immortals and gods had repaired it with great divine abilities.

The golden barrier had been jointly laid down by the ancient immortals and gods.

Forget Immortal Venerables—even true Saints would be unable to break it open.

Only once the Immortal Spirits of the Heavenly Realm had been cleared away would Mount Buzhou weaken its barrier and allow Immortal Emperors to enter.

To make the barrier vanish completely, either a Saint had to appear in the Heavenly Realm, or the sole Heavenly Emperor had to be chosen.

Only then would the clans upon Mount Buzhou return to the Heavenly Realm.

And once Jiang Changkong entered, he could forget about leaving. That was Houtu's will.

However, he could extend one hand outside, sending things to friends beyond the barrier or bringing things in.

That counted as opening a convenient gate for him.

"So this is imprisonment in another form?" Jiang Changkong felt somewhat depressed.

The Reincarnation Disk could be sent out for the Demon Emperor to use.

He could also obtain the power of heaven accumulated by the Demon Emperor and raise the Demon Emperor's strength.

"Forget it. My true body is here anyway; I'll familiarize myself with this new power."

Jiang Changkong pondered. He had just refined the crystal, and it had greatly aided his strength.

That special aura had also become infused with divine power, causing his divine power to transform into something stronger and more unique.

After Houtu finished imparting the information, she had already dissipated, and the blood pool vanished with her.

The three drops of blood within that pool would nurture the Witch Clan.

Now that everything had succeeded, he merely had to wait for the Witch Clan to emerge on its own. They no longer needed him.

Thinking