Ten against ten—the numbers were fair.
They were all True Immortals, so their strength was fair too.
Therefore, a fair battle... What was the problem?
After listening to Ancestral Witch Houtu and understanding what she meant, Feng Xi nearly broke down.
This... and you call this fair?!
He forcibly suppressed the urge to leap up and angrily roar. His mouth was bitter.
Ten Ancestral Witches!
Was this really not overestimating them?
A True Immortal with the insight and wisdom of the Great Luo level could clean up all ten of them with ease. It would already be like using a cannon to swat a mosquito, let alone ten!
Wasn't this just bullying?
Is this called special training? Are you sure you're not trying to bully us until we suffer a mental breakdown?
There are only twelve Ancestral Witches, and ten of them showed up at once... Are they surrounding the Three Clarities and Hongjun? Or Di Jun and Tai Yi?
Feng Xi felt a huge Death Star flashing above his head.
The lineup of ten Ancestral Witches!
A battle at the same realm?
Unless their side had avatars of Great Divine Ability Users such as Hongjun, Daode, Yuanshi, Lingbao, Zhuangzi, Wenzi, and Tai Yi, they had no hope of achieving a fifty-fifty split!
As Feng Xi stared blankly, immortal radiance shone in this universe, guarding the descent of the other nine Ancestral Witches.
According to legend, the Ancestral Witches had been transformed from Pangu's Essence Blood. Each Ancestral Witch had a highly distinctive manifestation, and every one of them had an unconventional flair.
Manipulating dragons and taming snakes, they were practically the punks of the Primordial World.
Of course, that was what Feng Xi thought. He didn't dare say it aloud.
He could only watch helplessly as the manifestations of the mighty Ancestral Witches appeared, shaking the universe's myriad Daos.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches shook the Primordial World. They were all famous supreme Great Divine Ability Users throughout the Primordial World.
Each controlled one Dao—time and space, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, wind, rain, thunder, lightning, and weather... The cycles of heaven and earth, the perfection of nature.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches' combination of Daos could explain the myriad phenomena and techniques of the Primordial universe. They were nearly the foundation of heaven and earth and the source of the myriad Daos!
If they fought together, the effect they produced would not be addition, but multiplication!
At this moment, aside from the Ancestral Witches of thunder and lightning, who had yet to arrive, all the others were present.
With a form like a yellow sack, red as cinnabar fire, six legs and four wings, chaotic and faceless, this being was the Space Ancestral Witch—Dijiang.
The Time Ancestral Witch was named Zhu Jiuyin. He had a human head and a dragon's body, was scarlet all over, and grasped the river of time.
These were two extraordinary Ancestral Witches. They respectively controlled time and space, the supreme laws in the eyes of the world. Even Great Luo's life essence—Endless Space-time Eternal Freedom—could not escape the domains they mastered.
Their appearance caused the space-time of this universe to ripple, raising terrifying waves in the void.
Their cultivation was suppressed to the True Immortal level, but they had not lost their comprehension of the Great Dao, nor their experience in controlling the laws... How could they defeat opponents like these?
Just two Ancestral Witches had nearly extinguished Feng Xi's hopes of victory.
And when he saw the manifestations of the remaining Ancestral Witches... all he could say was, "Heh heh," as he prepared to welcome the so-called special training—a brutal beating beyond all humanity.
A human body and snake tail, seven hands on her back and two hands before her chest, with a Soaring Snake in each hand—she was the Central Earth Ancestral Witch, Houtu.
A body entirely green like emerald bamboo, with a bird's body and human face, riding two dragons beneath her feet—she was the Eastern Wood Ancestral Witch, Gou Mang.
A python's head and human body, clad in black scales, standing on a Black Dragon, with green pythons wrapped around his hands—he was the Northern Water Ancestral Witch, Gong Gong.
A beast's head and human body, clad in red scales, with fire snakes piercing his ears and riding a fire dragon beneath his feet—he was the Southern Fire Ancestral Witch, Zhu Rong.
A human face and tiger's body, clad in golden scales, with a pair of wings growing from his shoulders, a snake piercing his left ear, and riding two dragons beneath his feet—he was the Western Metal Ancestral Witch, Ru Shou.
The five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth converged, with Houtu as the central core linking the four directions. A vast and boundless Dao Charm manifested, cycling through the birth and destruction of the reincarnation universe and causing all phenomena to shift and flow.
Besides them, there was also the Wind Ancestral Witch—Tian Wu, with eight human faces on his head, a tiger's body, and ten tails.
The Rain Ancestral Witch—Xuan Ming, whose body resembled a ferocious giant beast and was covered in bone spines.
The Weather Ancestral Witch—She Bi Shi, with a human face and beast's body, dog-like ears, and green snakes hanging from them.
The ten Ancestral Witches gathered and looked down expressionlessly at the ten prominent figures of Houtu Department Zone 1404. They looked like hunters sizing up their prey, possessing the overwhelming authority to decide life and death.
"This is too much!" Jun let out a long sigh. "Is this really necessary?"
"Agreed." Qiongsang nodded, deeply convinced.
"Ten Ancestral Witches... Can we at least lose with some dignity?" Yuchen was worried. "I'm not afraid of losing. I'm afraid we'll lose too miserably."
"If this gets dug up later... How embarrassing!"
"Don't worry, don't worry." Qingxuan consoled him. "When the time comes, we just won't admit it."
"Say, Yuchen, when you get pinned to the ground and beaten up, does that have anything to do with...?"
"Easier said than done." Boyang shook his head, unconvinced by Qingxuan's argument.
"Then what else can we do?" Jiran asked in return.
Several of Feng Xi's teammates were saying some inexplicable things.
He couldn't understand them, and he couldn't be bothered to listen.
Feng Xi was only sorrowfully considering...
When he was being abused later, should he struggle? Or shouldn't he struggle?
The gap in experience and knowledge is worlds apart. If I clash with an Ancestral Witch, I'll be beaten from beginning to end!
Feng Xi thought it over for a while and decided to abandon any futile resistance.
As for learning through being beaten and improving through being beaten... Sorry, he wasn't a masochist. He had no such special hobby.
His teammates all expressed their agreement.
"We don't have a masochistic habit."
"Exactly. Why humiliate ourselves like that?"
"Strong is strong, weak is weak... Having to shout that it feels great while being beaten really isn't the style 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 and their Great Daos resonate, we'll lose miserably." Jun narrowed his eyes, a sharp glint flashing within them as he took the initiative to advance.
It was like a signal, opening the battle.
Among the ten Ancestral Witches, some shook their heads while others smiled faintly. They each advanced and casually selected a target as their opponent.
As for Feng Xi, he was chosen by Dijiang.
To have the Space Ancestral Witch as his opponent... Clearly, his luck wasn't very good.
The Great Dao of Space was second to none when it came to making things difficult.
It could attack when advancing and retreat when withdrawing. Feng Xi might exhaust all his strength and still fail to touch even the hem of Ancestral Witch Dijiang's clothes, spending the entire battle passively taking a beating.
Ugh...
At least I have nine teammates to get beaten with me... That means I won't be the only one disgraced!
Feng Xi thought about it, then relaxed his state of mind... He was broad-minded and didn't dwell on temporary personal honor or disgrace.
And then—
"Holy shit?!"
The moment the special-training battle erupted, as the other nine pairs of True Immortals began fighting, Feng Xi blurted out a curse to express his shock and disbelief.
"You're all this fierce?"
"Are you really my teammates?"
"We agreed to get beaten together, yet you secretly pulled through?!"
There was no one-sided slaughter like he had imagined. The nine Ancestral Witches were slaughtering everyone.
The battle had reached a stalemate!
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