Dijiang, Houtu, Qiangliang, and the other Twelve Ancestral Witches exchanged glances, their expressions conveying a tacit understanding. Then Dijiang and the others shifted positions, each taking one of the twelve corners.
"Roar!!!"
The Twelve Ancestral Witches roared in unison, their Blood Qi surging as a vast, black-red baleful aura poured out like a bursting mountain flood. It formed twelve columns of smoke, each over a hundred thousand zhang tall. This was no ordinary baleful aura, but innate baleful aura. Even a Grand Unity Golden Immortal who came into contact with a trace of it would need thousands or even tens of thousands of years to purge it. It was terrifying beyond measure.
At the same time, all manner of visions appeared within the twelve columns of smoke. Some contained a vast Space Rift, others a divine tree that had flourished for countless ages, an endless sea, an eternal iceberg, or a lightning bolt that reached the heavens... Each corresponded to one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches' innate divine abilities.
"Boom!"
The twelve columns of smoke shuddered and immediately intertwined, forming a symmetrical twelve-sided shape. A rumbling roar echoed without end. Beyond the great formation, countless streams of black baleful aura from heaven and earth now gathered, forming a bank of clouds that stretched for millions of miles.
Suddenly, a vast will was summoned from the depths of the unknown. It ignored the formation's barrier and, in the blink of an eye, passed straight through it, descending into the twelve-sided shape formed by the intertwined smoke.
"Roar!"
An ancient, primordial aura burst out of the twelve-sided shape. A deep, majestic roar seemed to rumble within it. The Twelve Ancestral Witches' figures gradually blurred, then vanished. Boundless black-red baleful aura gathered and took shape, forming a Pangu Phantom that stood between heaven