"I yield!" Everything returned to normal. The Myriad Heavens Dao Tree, which had flashed into existence for an instant, was nowhere to be seen, and the Heavenly Emperor's form had existed for only a moment.
A group of Great Witches lay sprawled across the restored earth, each bearing injuries of varying severity.
The outcome of the battle was already clear. Fang Xun had defeated them using the physical strength they were most proud of, so they would no longer object to his use of the Pangu Blood Pool.
This kind of Witch Clan seemed a little... adorable?
Fang Xun dispelled Divine Strike, and the Heavenly Emperor's aura abruptly faded. Only then did he feel the soreness, numbness, and weakness in his body.
The Zhe Zi Secret was a supreme healing art, but this was still the first time his body had undergone a battle of this intensity. It had yet to adapt.
"Enough. Let this matter end here." Houtu spoke, completely settling the matter.
Afterward, the Witch Clan held another grand feast, first to celebrate the birth of the Witch Clan Empress, and second because of the emergence of the Panwang Profound Art.
Fang Xun's group battle against the Great Witches had come at a delicate moment. If the Panwang Profound Art had spread throughout the Witch Clan, these Great Witches might well have attained Great Luo Supreme.
Fang Xun, on the other hand, still could not see his Great Luo Path clearly.
"Empress Houtu, the Human Race cannot be without a Guardian. Please forgive me, but I cannot remain for long." After the feast, the Witch Clan dispersed, and the Ancestral Witches each entered seclusion. Fang Xun took the opportunity to bid farewell.
"When you see your Teacher, give him my regards." Houtu, too, intended to enter seclusion for