The Chaos Demon Gods were utterly horrified.
As the Twelve Ancestral Witches sacrificed themselves and merged into him, the aura of Pangu around Wu Tian grew ever more profound. He seemed like Pangu himself returned to life, instantly stirring the Chaos Demon Gods' ancient memories!
Under these circumstances,
some Chaos Demon Gods actually retreated.
They instinctively wanted to flee, but the almost imperceptible restraint within their souls drove them forward again...
Wu Tian was not having an easy time either. Each of the Twelve Ancestral Witches possessed the strength of a Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal. More importantly, they were Pangu's blood descendants and shared the same origin as Wu Tian.
As the Ancestral Witches sacrificed themselves,
Wu Tian felt the blood throughout his body surge wildly through his meridians like boiling magma. Twelve acupoints lit up simultaneously, each bursting with an immensely dense, blood-red radiance. Within that light, twelve towering phantoms could vaguely be seen, their heads reaching the heavens and their feet planted upon the earth.
The phantoms of the Twelve Ancestral Witches appeared together behind Wu Tian, then abruptly contracted, merging entirely into his body!
Boom!
Wu Tian's bones erupted in a series of explosive cracks. His muscles swelled wildly, and his body continued to tower higher within the chaos!
Gray primal energy surged around him like the tides. The Chaos Bell thundered, and the God-Slaying Spear hummed and trembled. Even these two supreme treasures were cheering for his transformation.
The Chaos Demon Gods roared in terror.
Their cries carried an inborn fear, one branded into the depths of their true spirits that countless Tribulations could never erase! Long ago, Pangu had cleaved chaos apart with a single swing of his axe and slaughtered three thousand demon gods. That overwhelming might had long since become the eternal nightmare