Sure enough, just as they began to feel that something was wrong, Taichu gave them a mirthless smile.
"I think you've absorbed too much Turbid Evil Qi, and your minds aren't clear enough. Since that's the case, let your big brother clear your heads!"
As soon as Taichu finished speaking, thunder suddenly exploded inside Pangu Hall. Creation Divine Thunder filled with vitality fell upon the Ancestral Witches, tearing their flesh and skin apart, but before long, the Vitality Force and Power of Creation within it rapidly repaired them.
The process repeated itself, constantly tempering their bodies and Primordial Spirits.
Only after the thunder had fallen more than ten times did Taichu stop. He then looked at them and said in an unquestionable tone,
"Very well. From now on, you will remain here and comprehend and cultivate the divine ability I taught you for ten thousand years!"
Hearing Taichu's warning, the Ancestral Witches all drooped their heads dejectedly. Their faces were full of gloom as they stared at him pitifully.
"Big brother, don't do this. It's far too long! This is torture!"
Taichu smiled faintly at that.
"Try bargaining again, and I'll double it!"
The Ancestral Witches immediately fell silent. Then they quickly immersed themselves in deep meditation, sacred and holy treasure lights appearing around each of them.
To make these restless Ancestral Witches spend ten thousand years constantly comprehending and cultivating divine abilities while purifying themselves—only Taichu could have thought of that!
Seeing the Ancestral Witches begin cultivating and comprehending, Taichu turned his gaze toward the Blood Pool.
"Strange. Why does this deity sense that something is inside, giving off a sharpness?"
Feeling the premonition in his Primordial Spirit, Taichu looked puzzled. He gently rubbed his chin and fell into thought.
After a while, Taichu quickly made up his mind.