Just as Dijun and Kunpeng were plotting how to secretly infiltrate and sabotage Myriad Dao Academy's grand plan of spreading the Dao, while the entire Heavenly Court was oppressed by the relentless torment of the Blood-Colored Poetry Ring and the burden of Return to Void—
A long-accumulated, even more brutal and deadly catastrophe suddenly descended with thunderous force!
Buzhou Mountain, the pillar supporting the heavens, formed from Pangu's spine and the sacred land of the Witch Race. On this day, the mountain rumbled as boundless power of blood and qi surged into the sky, stirring the winds and clouds for thousands of miles!
Twelve towering giant figures, emanating ancient, primal auras, stepped out from the depths of Buzhou Mountain. They were none other than the Twelve Ancestral Witches!
Dijiang, Gou Mang, Zhurong, Ru Shou, Gonggong, Xuan Ming, Houtu, Qiang Liang, Zhu Jiuyin, Tian Wu, Xi Zi, and She Bi Shi.
They took different forms: some had human faces and bird bodies, some serpent heads and human bodies, some were engulfed in blazing flames, and some stood atop black dragons.
Yet without exception, surging fiendish energy like a vast sea and incomparably pure power of laws swirled around them. This was the glory of Pangu's bloodline and its instinct for battle!
"The Demon Race has stolen the Heavenly Court, acted against all order, and even colluded with evil demons to bring calamity upon the Primordial Era!
"Today, we of Pangu's bloodline shall strike down the heavens and cleanse the universe, restoring righteousness to heaven and earth!"
Dijiang's voice roared like countless layers of space overlapping, spreading across the entire Primordial Land. There was no lengthy declaration of war. The Witch Race had always acted directly and decisively, revering strength above all!
"Fight! Fight! Fight!" Behind them, countless Great Witches led billions