The weakest of the Twelve Ancestral Witches were Peak Daluo Golden Immortals. Powerhouses like Dijiang, as well as Xuan Ming and Houtu, had already reached the Early Golden Immortal of the Origin stage.
If they intervened, no one could stop them. Even Tai Yi, wielding the Chaos Bell, would not be their match.
Having received Dijiang's permission, Xuan Ming could no longer hold herself back and directly brought out the Twelve-Grade White Lotus of Purity.
Although this treasure was inferior to the Chaos Bell, after years of cultivation within Pangu Temple, Xuan Ming had completely refined the innate restrictions within it.
At the same time, she possessed the true body of an Ancestral Witch. Both her defense and offense were practically flawless.
With a thunderous bang, the Twelve-Grade White Lotus of Purity and the Chaos Bell were both knocked back.
A trace of surprise flashed through both their eyes. Xuan Ming had not expected that, despite holding the advantage in cultivation, she would merely fight her opponent to a draw.
Tai Yi was even more shocked. He wielded an Innate Supreme Treasure, and no one of the same realm had ever been his opponent.
Even when he had fought Fuxi and Nuwa earlier, he had held the upper hand.
"Who are you? How dare you interfere in the affairs of my Demon Clan?" Tai Yi asked warily, for eleven other Ancestral Witches of similar stature stood behind Xuan Ming.
"Buzhou Mountain. One of the Twelve Ancestral Witches." Xuan Ming proudly declared her identity.
Upon hearing her words, some people began discussing it. The Witch Race was now a major race in the Primordial World, and its origins were no longer a secret.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches were the highest rulers of the Witch Race. Rumor had it that they had