In the Primordial Wilderness, on Yingzhou Island, Xuanxiao watched the scene and said, "What the heck is going on? Dijiang the Ancestral Witch can actually think while fighting now. Dijiang the Ancestral Witch really is different after gaining a primordial spirit."
Pangu chuckled and said, "Actually, Dijiang and that so-called Martial Ancestor are quite alike. Well, they both like using their fists, aren't very good with their brains, and are both reckless brutes. If they fight a little longer, perhaps they'll become good friends."
Upon hearing this, Xuanxiao nodded and said, "Indeed. It's rather interesting to meet someone with a personality similar to your own." With that, he quietly watched the water mirror, waiting to see what other excitement would unfold.
The Martial Ancestor turned his head and said, "Although I don't know why you're so strong, I still have two brothers. If you don't let me leave, I can call them over. When the time comes, it'll be three against one. You definitely won't be our match."
Dijiang chuckled and said, "So what? With my Power of Space, I can fight whenever I want and flee whenever I want. Go ahead and call them. I'll keep fighting. Well, this Ancestral Witch has no other hobbies—I just love fighting."
As soon as he finished speaking, a cold voice rang out. "Oh? Is that so? Come on, Master Diao will play with you." As he spoke, an enchanting-looking young man holding a folding fan appeared in the arena.
Dijiang looked in the direction of the voice and shook his head. "You won't do. Your combat power is a little weaker than this kid's. However, my spatial barrier won't be able to trap him for long either. How about we fight first? When he manages to break out, we'll stop. What do