The Witch Army of several million swept across the battlefield, crushing all opposition with overwhelming superiority.
Countless Demon Race creatures died at the hands of the Witch Army, unwilling to accept their fate as they fell in pools of blood.
The entire Demon Army had already been terrified into submission!
Countless Demon Race creatures wailed and roared as they fled in every direction for their lives!
In just a few short hours, the Witch Army had swept through True Howling Ancestor's entire tribe!
The territory stretching hundreds of millions of li around the tribe had all been absorbed into Witch Race lands.
It was deep in the night. The moon shone brightly, the stars were sparse, and all was quiet.
Yet bonfires blazed throughout True Howling Ancestor's tribe.
As usual, countless Witch Race revelers drank deeply and ate their fill, joyfully celebrating their great victory in the fierce battle against the Demon Race!
Inside a cave dwelling in True Howling Ancestor's tribe,
Xiao Ran, Hou Yi, and Kuafu raised cup after cup, drinking to their hearts' content!
As they traded toasts, Xiao Ran narrowed his eyes and said, "Now that we've occupied True Howling Ancestor's territory..."
"How should we divide it?"
Kuafu and Hou Yi set down their cups and laughed. "Here's an idea! Let's divide True Howling Ancestor's territory into five parts!"
"Brother Xiao Ran, you take three shares, and each of us will take one!"
Xiao Ran exhaled and said, "I don't think that would be appropriate."
"Wouldn't my tribe be getting a little too much land?"
Hou Yi objected. "Your tribe contributed the most this time. You deserve the lion's share!"
"To be honest, Kuafu and I barely contributed at all!"
"Even receiving one share would make us feel undeserving!"
Xing Tian sighed. "Exactly! And you gave us such an unparalleled technique as Divine Elephant Suppression Prison Strength!"
"Even if we gave you all the land we won in this battle, none of us would complain!"
Xiao Ran laughed. "Since you put it that way, I'll accept your generosity!"
Beneath Buzhou Mountain, in Pangu Temple.
After Xiao Ran and the others won a great victory against True Howling Ancestor's tribe,
news of their victory soon reached the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
Di Jiang excitedly rubbed his hands together, his face alight with delight. "I never would have expected this!"
"That kid Xiao Ran actually led a million-strong Witch Army from his own tribe and effortlessly killed True Howling Ancestor, slaughtering tens of millions of those Demon Race beasts!"
"A feat like that is unprecedented among our Witch Race!"
Jumang exclaimed excitedly, "We really didn't misjudge that kid Xiao Ran!"
"His incredible methods and strength are truly worthy of an Ancestor Witch!"
"If more Great Witches as powerful as Xiao Ran appeared among our people, wiping out the Demon Race and dominating the Primordial World would be just a matter of time!"
Houtu smiled. "That kid Xiao Ran came from my tribe. He's a true Heavenly Pride!"
"He contributed enormously to this battle. Naturally, the Twelve Ancestral Witches can't skimp on his reward!"
"What do you think we should give him?"
At her words, the Twelve Ancestral Witches looked at one another and fell silent.
Xiao Ran's contribution this time was unprecedented among the Witch Race—something that might not happen again in tens of millions of years.
An ordinary reward simply wouldn't do!
But the Witch Race had always relied on their powerful bodies to defy heaven and earth, roaming the Primordial World without restraint.
They had very few rare treasures to speak of.
Choosing a reward for Xiao Ran was a truly thorny problem for the Twelve Ancestral Witches!
At last, Di Jiang made the decision. "Here's what we'll do! We'll give him the most important and honorable responsibility in our Witch Race!"
"For the next several thousand years, we'll send all the newborns of our Witch Race to Xiao Ran's tribe for him to raise!"
Gong Gong stared at him in disbelief. "You call that a reward?"
Di Jiang smiled without answering. "For countless ages, the task of raising the Witch Race's newborns has been handled personally by the Twelve Ancestral Witches!"
"It's an enormous honor!"
"Xiao Ran has the best chance of becoming the thirteenth Ancestor Witch!"
"Giving him this reward and letting him shoulder some of our responsibilities early is a win for everyone, isn't it?"
Jumang, Qiang Liang, and the other Ancestor Witches couldn't help laughing wryly.
Di Jiang did have a point!
The Twelve Ancestral Witches had worked themselves to the bone, raising and training the Witch Race's newborns for countless ages.
It was time to hand this incredibly honorable task over to Xiao Ran!
In a cave dwelling in the heart of Demon Race territory,
after the messenger from Pangu Temple delivered the Twelve Ancestral Witches' orders,
Xiao Ran raised an eyebrow, at a loss for words.
What kind of reward was that?
It was clearly just an excuse the Twelve Ancestral Witches had made up so they could slack off!
If he trained the Witch Race's newborns,
wouldn't his tribe become a training ground for beginners?
But the Twelve Ancestral Witches had all agreed on this decision.
Even if it made him want to cry, Xiao Ran had to accept it!
Besides, he had already planned to spread Divine Elephant Suppression Prison Strength throughout the Witch Race.
This was the perfect opportunity to teach all the Witch Race's newborns to practice the technique.
Seen that way, it wasn't such a bad deal!
At that thought, Xiao Ran came around.
He waved to the messenger. "All right! I, Xiao Ran, accept this reward!"
"Return to Pangu Temple at once and report back!"
Sun Star, Sun Temple.
Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi sat on their thrones, their expressions dark.
The Ten Demon Saints stood in the hall, their faces filled with anger as well.
True Howling Ancestor had been a renowned powerhouse among the Demon Race.
He had also commanded an army of tens of millions!
Yet a previously unknown tribe had wiped him out!
As a result, the Demon Race had lost hundreds of millions of li of territory to the Witch Race!
For the Demon Race, this was a disgrace beyond measure!
Di Jun roared, "Outrageous!"
"A mere Xiao Ran Tribe dares to provoke our Demon Race like this!"
"If we don't wipe out Xiao Ran Tribe, how can our Demon Race hope to compete for supremacy in the Primordial World?"
Jiu Ying, one of the Ten Demon Saints, stepped forward and bowed to Di Jun. "Demon Emperor, I, Jiu Ying, volunteer to fight!"
"Please allow me to lead a campaign against Xiao Ran Tribe!"
"I'll bathe the entire Xiao Ran Tribe in blood. Once I win the battle, I'll present you with Xiao Ran's head!"
Di Jun's sinister gaze swept over Jiu Ying, and he said gravely, "Good! I grant your request!"
"I command you, Jiu Ying, to lead an elite Demon Army of hundreds of millions and wipe out Xiao Ran Tribe!"
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