The First War Between the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan, Blood Waves Soared to the Heavens (I)

"Hmm! This is..."

Di Jun sensed the auras of the Blood Prison forces, especially the five auras that rivaled Quasi-Saints. He immediately turned into a streak of light and flew out, frantic with worry.

"It's them. That's right. The legends say they appear whenever a great war breaks out in the Primordial World, but they never interfere. They only focus on collecting 'materials'!"

The people of Blood Prison City were unmistakable, especially the Crystal Coffin. It seemed that whenever the Blood Prison forces appeared, the shadow of a coffin accompanied them. So Di Jun quickly realized that the mysterious force that had vanished from the Primordial World had returned.

Taiyi quickly flew to Di Jun's side. He stared at the Blood Prison forces, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes, and asked Di Jun, "Big Brother, is that them?"

"That's right, it's them! But don't worry. As long as we don't interfere with their actions, we can just pretend they aren't there!"

"Yes, Big Brother!"

Taiyi was clearly familiar with this mysterious force's habits too. They were fighting for their lives while others waited nearby to collect the corpses. The thought was frustrating, but Taiyi didn't dare antagonize Blood Prison. That person was simply too powerful. Taiyi privately suspected that even the Dao Ancestor was no match for him.

Besides, so many great wars had taken place since the Primordial Era. They weren't the only ones who had faced this situation. Thinking of that eased his frustration considerably.

Dijiang, Jumang, Gonggong, and the others, however, were delighted to sense the return of the people of Blood Prison City. Others might not understand the situation, but the twelve of them knew that Blood Prison City was a force established by the Great Venerable—in other words, they were on the same