"Brother, are we returning to the Witch World to cultivate in seclusion?" Jumang asked Di Jiang.
Di Jiang was the First Ancestral Witch, his cultivation slightly stronger than that of the other Ancestral Witches.
In terms of wisdom, only Houtu could compare with Di Jiang.
This battle against First Kirin had also made all the Ancestral Witches realize that they were not strong enough.
Had they not promptly formed a subtle connection with Pangu's Will and drawn upon part of the Power of Buzhou Mountain, they would certainly have suffered a crushing defeat.
The current outcome was quite good.
Yet in the eyes of Gonggong, Zhurong, and the others, First Kirin had fled in panic.
As Jumang voiced his question, Ancestral Witches such as Qiangliang and Tianwu also looked toward Di Jiang.
However, Di Jiang did not answer Jumang's question. Instead, he turned to look in a certain direction.
Houtu had turned to look into the distance even before Di Jiang.
Zhu Jiuyin: ???
Shebishi: ???
Xizi: ???
Before long, all Twelve Ancestral Witches sensed an aura.
"This aura..."
"It is extremely close to ours."
"Could there be another Ancestral Witch besides us?"
Only Di Jiang and Houtu were not overly surprised, though they were still somewhat startled.
"It seems to be an Ancestral Witch who wandered outside. This time, he helped us," Houtu said.
"Helped us?" Xuanming asked in surprise.
Zhu Jiuyin closed his eyes and pondered for a moment before understanding. "Was it his help that allowed us to form a subtle connection with Father God's Will?"
"Exactly so." Di Jiang was utterly certain.
At this time, Panhú also arrived before the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
Looking at Panhú's appearance, Di Jiang and the others felt a sense of closeness, especially Jumang.
Jumang had a bird's face and