As Jiang Feiling spoke, she waved her hand and scattered countless Rose Blossom Curses. There was nowhere to hide; everyone in the Twelve Witch Sect was struck.
The Witch Ancestor trembled all over, tears pouring down like rain as he cried, "Senior, how has my Twelve Witch Sect offended you?"
"You haven't offended me. If you know what's good for you, this will naturally be a stroke of fortune." Jiang Feiling spoke as she looked at Li Tianming. "From this day forth, my husband will become the Supreme Sect Master of your Twelve Witch Sect. You must obey him, and one day, you will surely reap your rewards."
Hundreds of thousands of ghosts and gods, along with more than two hundred Star Ancestors, were utterly bewildered. They stared blankly at this ordinary Destiny Eonic God, who was not even a Genesis Eonic God of Myriad Things. No matter how many eyes they had on their bodies, every last one of them was dumbfounded.
The Witch Ancestor did not even dare breathe loudly, much less discuss it. After all, he knew how terrifying it was for a single streak of golden light to pierce through the Endless Witch Mountains...
"This little witch, together with the hundreds of thousands of cultivators of the Twelve Witch Sect, pays respects to the Supreme Sect Master!" The Witch Ancestor dropped to his knees on the spot, prostrating himself flat on the ground and displaying his humility to the utmost.
There was no helping it. Having lived for so many years, he knew how vast the universe was. The Little Chaos Galaxy was merely one corner of it. If an expert like Jiang Feiling, someone who did not belong to this level at all, descended here, this was bound to happen.
This was also why cultivators