Rumble!
As Pangu Temple descended, wind and thunder howled, shaking heaven and earth.
Sun God Apollo desperately resisted with Great Divine Powers, but the endless Sun True Fire was ground away.
"Argh!"
Without surprise, Pangu Temple swiftly suppressed him, ignoring the Sun True Fire and obliterating Apollo's physical body.
A wisp of true spirit fled, only to be imprisoned by Dijiang's Space Laws. Sun God Apollo had utterly fallen!
"Whew!"
"We won!"
Seeing Apollo fall, Ancestral Witch Xuanming's face turned pale. She had clearly suffered severe injuries.
Before being suppressed, Apollo had already been a second-layer Sage. Even after being suppressed, he was still far stronger than an ordinary Sub-Saint.
Ancestral Witch Xuanming had only broken through to half-step Hunyuan Daluo ten thousand years ago. Killing Apollo had been anything but easy.
Buzz!
Before Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches could celebrate, the void hummed as two Golden Crow True Forms descended.
"Dijun, Taiyi!"
"You dare invade the territory of my Witch Clan? You're courting death!"
The Witch and Demon Clans were irreconcilable enemies.
Having slain the invaders from the myriad worlds, the Twelve Ancestral Witches naturally intended to fight the Demon Race to the death.
"Insolence!"
"My imperial brother and I came to reinforce the Witch Clan. How could we be the sort to kick someone when they're down?"
At those words, Demon Emperor Dijun flew into a rage. With a wave of his hand, he unfurled the Hetu Luoshu and formed the Lesser Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation, its killing intent razor-sharp.
"And you still claim you didn't come to kick us while we're down!"
"Brothers and sisters, even if we die, we'll drag Dijun and Taiyi, those two mongrel birds, down with us!"
Their eyes bloodshot, the Twelve Ancestral Witches roared in fury.
Gonggong and Zhurong had