Exterminating the Primordial World?

There were ten ancestral witches present, with Houtu and Gonggong absent.

Needless to mention Dijiang—his speed was unrivaled throughout the primordial world.

Once again, he displayed his supreme technique of attacking every enemy within his field of vision simultaneously. In an instant, with immense divine power, he struck the crowns of the countless Viktors filling the sky.

This was how he had acted before. Every time he arrived at a battlefield, he could wipe out a vast number of Viktors.

The moment he struck, every silver Viktor was smashed into nothingness, scattering into fragments.

The Witch Clan immediately cheered, and the sky cleared.

"Big Brother, I haven't detected any other clones. It seems this was his final batch..." The speaker had a human head and beast body, with two Cyan Snakes hanging from his ears. It was Shebishi.

Below the Thirty-Third Heaven and above the Eighteen Layers of Hell, he could control all the weather of the primordial world.

Within that range, he possessed absolute sensory ability. As long as he caught a trace of someone's aura, no matter where they hid, he could find them unless a Supreme Treasure concealed them.

That was why he immediately told Dijiang that the group just annihilated had been Viktor's last.

There was no longer any trace of Viktor's aura between heaven and earth.

Yet before he had finished speaking, Viktor abruptly appeared not far in front of Lan Mu, right before all the ancestral witches.

"What? He isn't dead! He created a body out of thin air!" Shebishi exclaimed.

Jumang, whose entire body was the color of green wood, with a bird's face, human body, and two Cyan Dragons beneath his feet, said gravely, "No Life Force. He isn't alive... nor is he dead..."

Xuanming, covered in bone spines, said coldly, "Everything