Watching the battle between the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Sanqing was like watching the Dao itself!
After observing this "battle between immortals and gods," Beichen had gained immensely. He had thoroughly familiarized himself with all twelve laws of the Ancestral Witches!
Moreover, he now understood that the Ancestral Witches' mastery of the laws had yet to reach its ultimate level!
By contrast, as a Great Dao Saint, he had mastered the Ancestral Witches' ways inside and out, and had even comprehended the ultimate Dao arts of all twelve laws.
Standing as a Great Dao Saint, he ultimately had a far deeper understanding and comprehension of the Dao than the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who had only just reached a level comparable to early Quasi-Saints.
If the Twelve Ancestral Witches joined forces to attack him now, he could defeat them outright using nothing but their own ways. There would be no question of the outcome.
"Nearly all the Twelve Ancestral Witches will perish in the Witch-Demon Tribulation, with only Houtu surviving. That fate is ordained and cannot be changed. But their law-based abilities will live on, shining brilliantly through other beings in this primordial world!"
Beichen had already made up his mind. He would pass on the ways of the eleven Ancestral Witches to suitable spirit cultivators.
When the time came, the Ancestral Witches might be dead, but their abilities would endure!
The Ancestral Witches' powers would not disappear from this world!
Beichen returned to Immortal Island Palace without a sound. Using the Great Dao's concealment technique, he left no trace of ever having gone out, and no one knew when he had returned.
This time, Beichen did not return to Penglai. Instead, he went straight to Immortal Island Palace on Yingzhou Island.
"Dao Ancestor Beichen!"
The moment Bai Xiaoya saw