At that moment, they all began to regret it.
If they had known this would happen, they never would have let Xuanming and Houtu go to the Heavenly Machine Tower.
Of the Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Witch Race,
two had gone to the Heavenly Machine Tower.
And there had been no word from them since.
They had no idea whether the two were alive or dead.
It was truly hard for them to bear.
They were truly distressed.
The feeling left them itching with impatience.
Just as the Witch Race was sunk in gloom,
the image in the sky finally disappeared.
The Great Dao Script of Shebishi of the Witch Race had vanished as well.
In its place appeared another mass of golden light.
As soon as it appeared, it began to transform violently in the sky.
The Primordial World's myriad beings were filled with anticipation once more.
They were eager to see who the next powerhouse would be.
Would it be another Ancestral Witch of the Witch Race?
Or perhaps some other supreme expert?
Many people looked thoughtful.
The image in the sky began to transform violently, too.
A figure gradually emerged.
But this figure looked rather ordinary.
Compared with the Titan-like forms of the Ancestral Witches before him, he even seemed somewhat small.
"Who is that?"
"We can't tell yet, but he's clearly not from the Witch Race. He's another kind of being."
"Then we'll have to take a closer look."
Everyone stared intently into the sky.
No matter who it was, they were all incredibly excited.
The Primordial Era Battle Power Ranking had already reached number 52.
The next one would be number 51.
They were eager to see who had ranked fifty-first.
After a long while,
the golden aura in the sky finally began to