We Agreed to Be Useless Together, But You All Succeeded?

Ten against ten, fair in numbers.

All with True Immortal cultivation, fair in strength.

So, a fair fight... any problems?

Feng Xi listened to the Ancestral Witch Houtu's words, and after understanding their meaning, he almost collapsed.

'This... this is called fair?!'

Suppressing the urge to jump up and roar angrily, he spoke with extreme bitterness.

Ten Ancestral Witches!

They were really thinking too highly of them, weren't they?

A True Immortal with the eyesight and wisdom of a Grand Unity would consider dealing with ten of them as using a cannon to swat a fly, let alone ten of them!

Wasn't this bullying?

'This is called special training? Isn't it meant to bully us until our minds collapse?'

'There are only twelve Ancestral Witches, and ten of them have appeared at once... are they ganging up on the Three Pure Ones and Hongjun? Or ganging up on Di Jun and Tai Yi?'

Feng Xi felt a huge omen of death flashing above his head.

A lineup of ten Ancestral Witches!

Fighting at the same realm?

Unless their side had alternate accounts of Grand Unity experts like Hongjun, Daode, Yuanshi, Lingbao, Zhuangzi, Wenzi, Tai Yi, etc., there would be hope for an even match!

As Feng Xi stared blankly, immortal light flashed across this universe, escorting the arrival of the other nine Ancestral Witches.

The Ancestral Witches, rumored to be formed from Pangu's essence blood, each had a unique Dharma form, possessing a non-mainstream style.

Herding dragons and snakes, they were truly the "Visual Kei" of the Primordial Era.

Of course, even if he thought that, Feng Xi wouldn't dare to say it.

He could only watch as the magnificent Dharma forms of the Ancestral Witches manifested, shaking the myriad paths of the universe.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches, revered throughout the Primordial Era, were supreme Grand Unity experts renowned throughout the entire Primordial world.

Each of them controlled a Dao—time and space, metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, rain, thunder, lightning, weather... the cycles of heaven and earth, the perfection of nature.

The combination of the Twelve Ancestral Witches' Daos could explain all phenomena and laws of the Primordial universe, almost serving as the foundation of heaven and earth, the source of all Daos!

If they joined forces, the effect would not be additive, but multiplicative!

And at this moment, with the exception of the Ancestral Witches of Thunder and Lightning, the rest had all arrived.

Shaped like a yellow sack, red as cinnabar fire, with six legs and four wings, formless and faceless, this was the Ancestral Witch of Space—Dijiang.

The Ancestral Witch of Time was named Zhu Jiuyin. He had a human head and a dragon body, was entirely red, and controlled the river of time.

These were two extraordinary Ancestral Witches, each in charge of time and space, considered the supreme laws by the world. Even the essence of a Grand Unity's life—eternal freedom in endless time and space—was inseparable from the domains they mastered.

Their appearance caused the time and space of this universe to fluctuate, stirring up terrifying void tides.

Their cultivation was suppressed to True Immortal, but their comprehension of the Dao and their experience in controlling laws remained... How could they possibly defeat such opponents?

Just these two Ancestral Witches had almost extinguished Feng Xi's hope of victory.

Moreover, when he saw the Dharma forms of the remaining Ancestral Witches... he could only let out a "hehe" and prepare for what was called a "special training" that would be a brutal beating.

Human body with a snake tail, seven hands on the back, two hands on the chest, holding pythons in both hands, this was the Ancestral Witch of Central Earth—Houtu.

His entire body was as green as bamboo, with a bird's body and a human face, standing on two dragons, this was the Ancestral Witch of Eastern Wood—Gou Mang.

With a python's head and a human body, covered in black scales, standing on black dragons, with a green python coiled around his arm, this was the Ancestral Witch of Northern Water—Gong Gong.

With a beast's head and a human body, covered in red scales, with fire snakes in his ears and standing on fire dragons, this was the Ancestral Witch of Southern Fire—Zhu Rong.

With a human face and a tiger's body, covered in golden scales, with wings on his shoulders, a snake in his left ear, and standing on two dragons, this was the Ancestral Witch of Western Metal—Ru Shou.

The five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth converged, with Houtu as the central core, connecting the four directions. An immensely vast and profound Dao rhyme manifested, causing the universe to cycle through birth and death, and all phenomena to change and flow.

In addition, there was the Ancestral Witch of Wind—Tian Wu, with eight heads and a human face, a tiger's body, and ten tails.

The Ancestral Witch of Rain—Xuan Ming, with a body like a ferocious beast, covered in bone spurs.

The Ancestral Witch of Weather—She Bi Shi, with a human face and a beast's body, ears like a dog's, and green snakes hanging from his ears.

The ten Ancestral Witches gathered, their faces expressionless as they looked down at the ten prominent figures of District 1404 of the Houtu tribe, like hunters sizing up their prey, possessing the momentum to decide life and death.

"This is too much!" Jun sighed, "Is it necessary?"

"Agreed," Qiongsang nodded, deeply agreeing.

"Ten Ancestral Witches... can we have a more dignified way to lose?" Yuchen worried, "I'm not afraid of losing, I'm afraid of losing too badly."

"If this is brought up in the future... it'll be embarrassing!"

"Don't worry, don't worry," Qingxuan comforted, "We'll just deny it then."

"Like you, Yuchen, being beaten to the ground... does it have anything to do with...?"

"Easy for you to say," Boyang shook his head, indifferent to Qingxuan's words.

"What else can we do?" Jiran retorted.

Several of Feng Xi's teammates were saying some inexplicable things.

He didn't understand them, nor did he bother to listen.

Feng Xi was just sadly considering...

When he was being beaten up later, should he struggle or not?

'The gap in experience and knowledge is like heaven and earth. If I run into an Ancestral Witch, the outcome will be me being beaten from start to finish!'

Feng Xi pondered for a while and decided to give up on futile resistance.

As for learning while being beaten, progressing while being beaten... sorry, he wasn't a masochist and didn't have such peculiar hobbies.

His teammates all agreed with this sentiment.

"We don't have a habit of being abused."

"Exactly, why debase ourselves like that?"

"Strength is strength, weakness is weakness... to be beaten and still call it enjoyable isn't the spirit of our generation!"

Boyang gave Feng Xi's opinion a thumbs-up.

Qingxuan also gave Feng Xi's opinion a thumbs-up.

Jun, Yuchen, Darong, Lilu, Zixiu... maintained the same formation as above.

"Let's fight separately... otherwise, if the Ancestral Witches join forces, their Great Daos will resonate, and we'll lose miserably." Jun narrowed his eyes, a sharp glint flashing within them, as he stepped forward to meet them.

This was like a signal, initiating the confrontation.

The ten Ancestral Witches, some shaking their heads, some with smiles on their lips, each moved forward, casually selecting a target as their opponent.

As for Feng Xi, he was chosen by Dijiang.

Facing the Ancestral Witch of Space as an opponent... it was clear his luck wasn't great.

The Great Dao of Space was top-tier when it came to being annoying.

He could attack or retreat, and perhaps Feng Xi, even with all his might, wouldn't be able to touch a corner of Dijiang's robe, being passively beaten the entire time.

'Sigh...'

'At least I have nine teammates to get beaten with me... I won't be the only one shamed!'

Feng Xi thought about it, then relaxed his mindset... he was quite open-minded and didn't dwell on temporary personal honor.

Then--

"Holy crap?!"

The moment the special training battle erupted, and the other nine pairs of True Immortals began their slaughter, Feng Xi let out a curse, expressing his surprise and disbelief.

"You guys are all this fierce?"

"Are you really my teammates?"

"We agreed to be dogs together, but you all secretly managed to succeed?!"

It wasn't the one-sided rout he had imagined. The nine Ancestral Witches were slaughtering their opponents.

The battle was at a stalemate!