Dijiang paid no heed to Xing Tian's shock.
By then, the mighty bell force descending upon Xing Tian had reached the sky above his head.
Seeing this, Dijiang casually waved a hand.
The space above them twisted and shifted, blocking the descending force of suppression.
At the sight, Xing Tian was utterly shaken.
Then, gripping his giant axe tightly, he burst with battle intent once more.
Dijiang glanced at him and said coolly:
"Stand down!"
His voice was not loud, yet it seemed to contain supreme authority.
Xing Tian dared not disobey and immediately retreated behind him.
Then Dijiang raised his eyes slightly. His gaze was as deep as an abyss as he looked straight at Donghuang Taiyi, who stood in the void.
At the same time, Donghuang Taiyi's gaze was icy as he stared fixedly at Dijiang, who had suddenly appeared.
"Dijiang?"
He muttered in surprise, never imagining that the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches would personally intervene!
"For the sake of a reckless Great Witch."
"Dijiang actually came in person?"
"Isn't he worried he might never make it back after coming here?"
Donghuang Taiyi wondered to himself.
He couldn't understand why the Witch Clan would value Xing Tian so highly. He was only a Great Witch, yet the leader of the Ancestral Witches, Dijiang, had personally come to rescue him!
At that moment, the many mighty figures in the Primordial Wilderness who were watching the battle were also shocked by Dijiang's appearance.
"What?"
"Am I seeing things? Is that Ancestral Witch Dijiang?"
"He actually showed up!"
"That's the Demon Race's South Heaven Gate! Isn't Ancestral Witch Dijiang afraid he might get trapped there too?"
"..."
The mighty figures began discussing among themselves, caught completely off guard by this sudden turn of events.
In their eyes, Xing Tian's