The world had a saying about the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
Time was unmatched; space reigned supreme!
What did that mean?
It meant that if Zhu Jiuyin, the Ancestral Witch of Time, was absent,
then Di Jiang, the Ancestral Witch of Space,
was the strongest!
Ju Mang and Qiang Liang,
meanwhile, were the Ancestral Witches of Wood and Thunder, respectively.
They were both somewhat weaker than Di Jiang, the Ancestral Witch of Space.
Thus, when the two saw the short, stout Di Jiang,
their wariness immediately reached its peak!
Of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, setting aside the mysterious Houtu,
the eleven brothers born of the same root had a terrible relationship.
Each Ancestor Witch wanted to devour the others,
so that their physical bodies could reach their full potential
and attain the supreme realm of proving the Dao by force.
Unfortunately, although the Ancestor Witches varied in strength,
none was so overwhelmingly powerful as to crush the others.
And with each holding the others in check,
even Di Jiang or Zhu Jiuyin
dared not risk injury by killing and devouring another Ancestor Witch.
Thus, the eleven Ancestor Witches each settled into their own territory,
occupying various regions in the east, south, west, and north of the Primordial Wilderness.
There, they formed vast tribes of the Wu Clan,
surviving by hunting the other creatures of the Primordial Wilderness.
Yet today, because of the enormous heavenly tribulation here,
three Ancestor Witches had actually been drawn here from three different directions!
Ju Mang and Qiang Liang naturally had a poor relationship, too.
But at this very moment, the two Ancestor Witches exchanged a glance
and instantly joined forces!
It was an instinctive reaction when Ancestor Witches faced a stronger opponent.
They banded together!
Ju Mang and Qiang Liang immediately moved to stand together,
then