Primordial Wilderness in Shock

Within Wu Tian's primordial spirit, the Twelfth Grade Reincarnation Purple Lotus flashed continuously, radiating brilliant purple light!

In truth, there was no need for the lotus platform's warning.

Wu Tian understood in his heart:

It was likely the influence of the tribulation qi!

But so what?

Wu Tian had already tried once to bring the Ancestral Witches into the Underworld. Yet when the Underworld was established, Dijiang and the others had rejected him without hesitation!

We are the Witch Clan.

The blood descendants of Father God Pangu!

We should live freely in this world. Even if we die, we should die in this world. How could we cling to life in cowardice?

"Since that's the case..."

"Then let's fight!"

In any case, Empress Pingxin had their backs.

A thought silently arose in Wu Tian's mind, turning into a spark of spiritual light that fell into the Twelfth Grade Reincarnation Purple Lotus.

"Goddess..."

"You won't just watch us get bullied, will you?"

At this moment, Dijiang and Zhu Jiuyin glanced at Di Jun again. Seeing the increasingly weighty aura around him, they could not help asking:

"Little brother, can he really succeed?"

Wu Tian looked over once more.

"Let him try!"

"What we'll be facing next are Saints. Whether the Demon Emperor succeeds or not, even the slightest improvement will benefit us!"

After saying that, Wu Tian pondered briefly before turning back to Dijiang and Zhu Jiuyin.

"Brothers, the coming battle will be between us and Saints. The Witch Clan's warriors should avoid it. There's no need for them to die for nothing!"

Having Hou Yi and the other Great Witches lead ordinary Witch Clan members into battle was not bravery... it was stupidity! Once a true battle began, even the aftershocks could reduce them to ashes. Why send them to