As for the Witch Persons born from the blood essence of the Great Witches, their combat strength was on par with Grand Unity Golden Immortals. Relying on the might of Pangu's physical body, they could clash head-on with those of the same level and often break laws by force, suppressing their opponents until they could barely breathe.
The next generation, born from Grand Unity-level Witch Persons, could also reach the Golden Immortal level once they came of age.
As long as they diligently practiced battle techniques, studied witchcraft, and tempered their divine abilities, they could maintain an overwhelming advantage even against Immortals of the same level. The path to sainthood through the physical body had never been mere talk.
Using this method, combined with offspring born from the union of yin and yang between male and female witches, the number of witches soared to astonishing levels in the shortest possible time.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches watched this with delight in their hearts. One after another, they clapped and praised the feat, repeatedly marveling at Su Yang's extraordinary methods and unparalleled ingenuity. He had actually managed to devise such an almost heaven-defying path.
A thousand years passed in the blink of an eye. The barren mountain range from back then had long since transformed into a vast Witch Domain, with tens of thousands of Witch Persons living there. Every morning, these Witch Persons poured into the Minor World Su Yang had opened up, practicing battle techniques, training in battle formations, comprehending divine abilities, and studying witchcraft. Their killing intent soared into the heavens.
What was even more ruthless was that Su Yang had also started "intra-clan competitions." He divided the Witch Persons into groups and sent them onto the arena. The victors were rewarded with spirit crystals and granted secret tomes,