Primordial World: Starting with a Single Yuan, Instant Kill Pangu's Talent

The twelve Ancestor Witches had already made Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi extremely wary and troubled.

If a thirteenth Ancestor Witch truly emerged among the Witch Race, then in the struggle between the two races, the Demon Race might swiftly be defeated.

Thus, the billion-strong Demon Army had come today precisely to eliminate the root of the problem—

to forever sever the possibility of Xiao Ran becoming the Witch Race's thirteenth Ancestor Witch!

At this thought, Xiao Ran's gaze darkened further.

His hatred for Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi deepened.

"Hum!"

A violent ripple suddenly surged through the void.

A figure swiftly shot out from the void, in the blink of an eye appearing above the Xiao Ran Tribe.

The Demon Race's Ten Demon Saints, Jiu Ying, surveyed the millions of Witch Race troops.

A look of extreme disdain crossed his face.

He snorted coldly: "I am the Demon Race's Jiu Ying Demon Saint!"

"By order of the Demon Emperor and the Demon Emperor, I have come specifically to slay Xiao Ran and annihilate the Witch Race!"

"Today, with my billion-strong Demon Army here, not a single one of you Witch Race beasts will escape!"

Xiao Ran's eyelids twitched almost imperceptibly.

He naturally knew what kind of figure Jiu Ying Demon Saint was.

Throughout the entire Demon Race, aside from Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, the Ten Demon Saints possessed the highest strength.

And Jiu Ying was among those Ten Demon Saints.

Jiu Ying was at the Late Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.

Xiao Ran's own strength was merely at the Early Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.

If it came down to a contest of power, Xiao Ran was no match for Jiu Ying.

Moreover, the Demon Race had mobilized a billion-strong army this time.

And these were all elite forces of the Demon Race.

It seemed the Demon Race was determined to exterminate his tribe this time.

The disparity in strength between the two sides was immense.

This battle would inevitably be extremely fierce and perilous.

Yet, even so, Xiao Ran showed no trace of fear.

Even if it meant jade and stone burning together, fighting to the bitter end, he would not take a single step back.

At this moment, Middle Witches like Gu Shi and Heng Lei spoke gravely to Xiao Ran: "Lord Xiao Ran, this time the Demon Race's billion-strong army is upon us!"

"Relying solely on our tribe's millions of troops to defend is far from enough!"

"Our only course now is to quickly send a signal and request support from our kin!"

Xiao Ran shook his head, narrowing his eyes: "It's useless!"

"The Chaos Bell has already sealed the time and space of our entire tribe!"

"Our kin cannot reinforce our tribe in such a short time."

The several Middle Witches were stunned, utterly incredulous.

A fierce glint flashed in Xiao Ran's eyes as he roared: "All warriors of my Witch Race, hear my command!"

"Prepare for battle!"

"Even if we shed our last drop of blood!"

"Falling on the battlefield, we must fight to the death!"

Xiao Ran's words ignited the millions of Witch Race troops completely.

They clenched their fists, their blood boiling as they gazed at Xiao Ran.

As if the billion-strong Demon Army in the sky were nothing but a pack of worthless dogs and clay chickens, not worth their fear.

"Fight to the death! Never retreat!"

Countless Witch Race beings, their blood surging, roared hysterically.

A sound that shook heaven and earth tore through countless clouds in the sky.

The land for billions of miles trembled violently with maddening intensity.

Their death-defying, fiercely dominant morale actually made the entire Demon Army feel an inexplicable dread.

Only Jiu Ying Demon Saint still wore a faint, disdainful smile on his face.

Even if the Witch Race were death-defying and their morale soared like a rainbow, so what?

A mere few million Witch Race troops!

Before the absolute strength of the Demon Army!

They simply couldn't escape even if they grew wings!

Doomed to be annihilated!

"Kill Jiu Ying, that bastard!"

"Let's slay a demon saint first to consecrate the banner!"

Several Middle Witches roared in unison.

With a thunderous momentum, they stirred up overwhelming divine might and charged toward Jiu Ying.

Jiu Ying sneered, "An ant trying to shake a tree! Seeking death!"

With that, Jiu Ying struck out a palm with ferocity.

A colossal palm shadow blotted out the endless sky, tearing through layers of void.

The surging, terrifying force swept toward those Middle Witches with irresistible devastation!

Ghastly, bloodcurdling screams rang out.

The bodies of several Middle Witches instantly burst apart!

They turned into a rain of blood that splattered down!

The millions of Witch Race troops erupted in fury!

These were the prodigies and elites of their tribes!

Just moments ago, they had been tackling the Chaos Trial Tower together with them.

Now they had fallen at Jiu Ying's hands!

Millions of Witch Race beings felt a chill run through them, their hearts surging with boundless rage!

Xiao Ran's eyelids twitched, and without hesitation, he blew the True Dragon Horn!

When two armies meet, the brave prevail!

Seizing this chance, he would boost the Witch Race's morale to new heights.

Maybe they could carve a bloody path through the Demon Army's billions.

And find a sliver of hope for his tribe's people!

"ROAR!"

The sharp, terrifying sound waves shook heaven and earth, piercing the clouds!

Under the effect of the True Dragon Horn, millions of Witch Race beings turned bloodshot-eyed, their battle intent blazing!

By now, their morale and fighting spirit had reached a terrifying peak!

In their eyes, there was nothing left but bloodlust and slaughter!

Until the last Demon being was killed, they would never stop!

Jiu Ying Demon Saint raised an eyebrow.