Ancestor Witch Ju Mang!
Lin Changqing looked up at the towering phantom that reached from heaven to earth, his eyes flashing.
The Demon Emperor, the Ancestor Witches, the true pinnacle existences beneath the Sages!
Aside from the Six Sages and Dao Ancestor Hongjun, Ju Mang and Di Jun, who had now appeared, could both be called the eighth-strongest in the Primordial World!
Lin Changqing's gaze sharpened. Only with strength like this could he fearlessly face the Demon Race!
He had the Divine Demon Prison Suppression Art. He had only just entered its second major realm, yet he could already rival a peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal.
Once he reached minor mastery of the second realm, he would be comparable to a Grand Unity Golden Immortal.
Perhaps he would need to reach the third major realm before he could set foot in the Sage realm.
Though that seemed a long way off, there was a path to follow. In another million years, he would surely be able to fight the Demon Emperor!
At that moment, deep in the Witch Race's territory, a streak of light shot into the crimson mountain range like a divine lance, coming to a halt amid the mountains and rivers. It stood ten thousand zhang tall!
A Quasi-Sage had entered the Sage realm and broken through the rules of the Immortal Dao.
At this point, mighty old ancestors, apart from those with special divine abilities, all had true forms ten thousand zhang tall.
Just like Ju Mang now, who descended upon this place like a ten-thousand-zhang giant. Though he was of the Witch Race, he had modeled his form on Pangu's.
His boundless aura showed not the slightest fear before that blazing sun. If anything, his fighting spirit was overwhelming!
The blazing sun, meanwhile, poured down boundless