Countless Witch Race warriors roared with boiling blood!
The Divine Elephant Suppression Prison Strength was inherently a technique of pure, unyielding yang.
And the Witch Race had always been a race that defied heaven and earth, overwhelmingly domineering and masculine!
With these two forces combined.
The million-strong Witch army had long become battle maniacs, like incarnations of slaughter gods!
Their eyes were bloodshot, like merciless killing machines!
Within their hearts, there was nothing but blazing battle intent, and nothing else!
Along the way, the million Witch soldiers swept wantonly through the Demon Race tribes without a thought!
Whether it was the terrifying killing arrays set by the Demon Race, Or the peerless treasures and heaven-defying divine abilities in the hands of Demon Gods and Demon Kings, None could stop the advance of the million-strong Witch army!
With every breath, countless Demon Race beings fell.
The million-strong Witch army's fierce, fearless, bloodthirsty killing intent made even the tens of millions of Demon Race troops shudder in terror!
"ROAR!"
Countless Witch beings roared in unison.
The fierce, domineering, earth-shaking roar actually caused the entire Demon Race tribe to begin trembling and collapsing!
Some cowardly Demon Race beings were so frightened that blood flowed from their seven orifices, and they died on the battlefield on the spot!
Countless Demon Race beings were utterly terrified!
They wailed and scattered in all directions!
Hou Yi stood frozen on the spot, his jaw nearly dropping!
He and Xiao Ran were both in Houtu's tribe.
He knew Xiao Ran's strength inside and out.
Even though Xiao Ran had now reached the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm and become a true Great Witch, Hou Yi still felt that even if Xiao Ran led a million Witch Soldiers to victory, This battle would inevitably be extremely brutal!
The reason Hou Yi had agreed to let Xiao Ran lead his own tribe alone against the Demon Race was mainly because he, Hou Yi, and Kuafu were here as Xiao Ran's solid backup!
Even if Xiao Ran's tribe couldn't match the Demon Race tribe, He and Kuafu could join forces to support Xiao Ran!
Turning the entire battle around didn't seem like a difficult task to Hou Yi.
Originally, Hou Yi had planned to step forward when Xiao Ran was in danger, To use his own strength to completely change the course of the battle!
That way, he could highlight his own bravery and martial prowess!
Only then would he not disgrace his reputation as Xiao Ran's big brother!
But what he, Hou Yi, never expected was—
Xiao Ran's tribe was this ferocious!
The million-strong Witch army, under Xiao Ran's leadership, was like slaughter gods descending to the mortal world!
Kill gods who block the way, slay Buddhas who stand in the path!
The tens of millions of Demon Race troops had become nothing but lambs waiting for slaughter!
And Xiao Ran himself was overwhelmingly powerful, To the point where even he, the big brother, felt utterly out of reach!
In that instant, Hou Yi's face flushed red, burning with shame!
It turned out that the most ridiculous person was himself!
Just moments ago, he had fantasized about appearing to save Xiao Ran when he was in danger!
He never expected the slap in the face to come so quickly!
Xing Tian's eyes were wide and round.
He had forgotten how long he had been stunned before he came back to his senses!
Xiao Ran's tribe was simply too fierce!
The million-strong Witch army charged and rampaged through the tens of millions of Demon Race troops, reaping the lives of Demon Race beings as easily as taking something from their own pocket!
Xiao Ran's strength was absurdly, terrifyingly powerful!
Just moments ago, Feng had even glimpsed a trace of that peerless, heaven-defying, invincible grandeur that belonged to the Ancestor Witches!
Kuafu had also heard rumors among the Witch Race that Xiao Ran was expected to become the thirteenth Ancestor Witch.
He had merely laughed them off, dismissing those rumors as nothing but nonsense!
After this battle, Kuafu's opinion had completely changed!
If anyone in the Witch Race ever dared to question Xiao Ran's ability to become the thirteenth Ancestor Witch again, they would first have to ask whether Kuafu's fists agreed or not!
Kuafu was delighted by what he saw, and the more he looked at Xiao Ran's tribe's army, the more envious he grew.
At this point, the Witch Race's victory was already sealed.
The remaining ant-like Demon Race stragglers were more than enough for the million-strong Witch Race army to handle.
Xiao Ran walked over to Kuafu and Hou Yi.
Kuafu said enviously, "Brother Xiao Ran, your troops are way too fierce!"
Xiao Ran smiled calmly and said, "Just have your tribe's clansmen cultivate the Divine Elephant Suppression Prison Strength!"
"They'll definitely become as formidable as my tribe!"
Kuafu said excitedly, "Haha! I can hardly wait!"
"Once this great battle is won, the first thing I'll do when I return is have my tribe's clansmen start cultivating the Divine Elephant Suppression Prison Strength as soon as possible!"
At the Demon Race camp.
The True Howling Ancestor's face was pitch black, and his heart was filled with extreme terror!
The drastic turn of the battlefield made it almost impossible for him to believe!
In countless eons, he had fought against the Witch Race more times than he could count!
He considered himself the one who understood the Witch Race best in the Primordial World!
It was true that the Witch Race's warriors were powerful!
But at most, one Witch Race being could take on ten opponents!
But now?
The Witch Race's beings were taking on a hundred each!
Terrifyingly strong!
Absurdly heaven-defying!
The Demon Kings and Demon Gods beside the True Howling Ancestor were also terrified out of their wits, their faces pale.
Their throats bobbed as they swallowed hard with difficulty.
Many Demon Kings and Demon Gods retreated in fear, step by step!
"Boom!"
The True Howling Ancestor flipped his massive palm.
A blazing, violent divine beam shot out.
A Demon God who was trying to flee instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist!
"Anyone who flees! Dies without mercy!"
The True Howling Ancestor roared!
Under the True Howling Ancestor's iron fist, countless Demon Kings and Demon Gods had no choice but to steel themselves and rejoin the battle.
"Rumble!"
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