"How is this possible?! Without the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Witch Race's one hundred and eight elders can actually form such a terrifying grand formation?"
As the Hunyuan Celestial Venerables marveled at the power of the Heavenly Race's formation, upon seeing the strength displayed by the Witch Race, Heavenly Dao and the Saints were likewise astonished by the Witch Race's power.
They had thought they had already overestimated the Witch Race by far.
Yet when the Witch Race truly revealed its strength, they realized they had still underestimated it.
With such strength, even they themselves could not say whether the Heavenly Dao faction would win or lose this battle.
Even Heavenly Dao, who had created the Heavenly Race at the cost of enduring the backlash of the rules and had been brimming with confidence, now felt somewhat uneasy.
If the Heavenly Race could not win this battle, then It would have lost the entire game.
After all, the Heavenly Race could not be revived at Its whim like Saints could.
Nor could the Heavenly Race be revived through the Heavenly Human Rebirth Pool like the Heavenly Human Race.
Once the Heavenly Race died, they were truly dead—and Heavenly Dao would also lose some of Its power.
"We cannot fight the Heavenly Race on the Central Continent.
The Central Continent cannot withstand a battle between two Saint-level existences now.
We must lure the Heavenly Race into Chaos and fight there."
The true form of the Ancestor Witches formed by the Witch Race elders did not rashly launch an attack.
The Central Continent had been developed by their Witch Race over countless Eons.
If two Saint-level beings fought upon the Central Continent, then after this battle, the Central Continent would likely be no better off than the Western Continent, which had been