"Today, none of you will escape death!"
The Heaven Slaughtering Divine Blade flashed with a chilling light as it crashed down on Hou Yi like a towering mountain.
"Bang!"
The terrifying, overwhelming force struck Hou Yi's Divine Bow, which had served him for a million years.
The Divine Bow was instantly smashed to pieces.
"Whirr!"
Waves of sharp, sinister Demon Qi surged through the Void.
A colossal shadow spread rapidly toward the Xiao Ran Tribe, blotting out the sky and sun.
Billions of Demon Army soldiers roared in unison from the Void.
Their earth-shaking cries surged through the heavens and swept across the Universe!
Xiao Ran, Kuafu, Hou Yi, and the others looked toward the Void with grave expressions.
The Demon Race's billions of reinforcements had arrived!
It seemed the Demon Race had made thorough preparations to wipe them out in one fell swoop.
At this point, they truly seemed unable to escape, like beasts trapped in a cage!
Unless a miracle happened,
they would probably fall here today, fighting to the very last moment of their lives!
Until the final drop of blood had been spilled!
Pangu Temple.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches all wore grave expressions and said nothing.
The battle raging at the Xiao Ran Tribe had been going on for days.
Billions of Demon Army soldiers were fighting Tens of Millions of Witch Army soldiers.
It was a spectacular and bloody battle, even by the standards of the Primordial World.
Though the Witch Race did not cultivate their primordial spirits and could not use divination,
they had already sensed the battle unfolding at the Xiao Ran Tribe.
Xiao Ran, who had the potential to become the thirteenth Ancestor Witch, as well as Hou Yi and Kuafu, the strongest among the Middle Witches—
the death of any one of them would be an unbearable loss for the entire Witch Race!
And there were Tens of Millions of Witch Army soldiers on the battlefield, too.
They were all their kin, with the same blood flowing through their veins!
Watching tens of millions of their people suffer on the battlefield and fall into a deadly calamity,
the Twelve Ancestral Witches' eyes were bloodshot. They wished they could storm the Xiao Ran Tribe and slaughter every last one of the Demon Army's billions of soldiers!
Though their hearts seethed with boundless fury,
they could not act!
For countless eons, the Witch Race and the Demon Race had maintained an unspoken understanding.
As long as Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi did not act,
the Twelve Ancestral Witches could not act either!
If the Twelve Ancestral Witches disregarded everything and made a move,
the ultimate war between the two races would erupt completely!
The Witch Race was not yet powerful enough to effortlessly dominate the Primordial World.
Besides, the Primordial World had only recently endured the Dragon-Han Calamity.
Many great powers despised the devastation and ruin left in its wake.
If the Witch Race were to ignite another calamity in the Primordial World,
the great powers of the Primordial World might band together to attack them!
The Witch Race could not bear such an outcome!
And besides the many great powers of the Primordial World,
there was also the lofty Heaven's Will, who looked down upon all living beings!
If provoking a war between the Witch Race and the Demon Race incurred Heaven's Will's displeasure,
it would bring the Witch Race a tremendous disaster!
So this time, no matter how aggrieved and furious the Twelve Ancestral Witches felt,
they had no choice but to hold back!
Gong Gong clenched his fists and roared, "Damn it!"
"These beasts of the Demon Race have gone too far!"
"They actually sent billions of soldiers to surround and exterminate Xiao Ran and the others!"
"Kuafu and Hou Yi are both elites of our Witch Race!"
"And Xiao Ran has the potential to become a new Ancestor Witch!"
"Are we supposed to sit here in Pangu Temple, sighing and lamenting, while they die without lifting a finger to help?"
Di Jiang's expression was grim. "Don't worry! No matter what, we won't let Xiao Ran and the others perish!"
"If their lives are truly in danger, the Twelve Ancestral Witches will join forces to break through the Chaos Bell's temporal restrictions!"
"We'll rescue Xiao Ran by force!"
"To hell with Heaven's Will and all those unwritten rules!"
"None of that matters more than the lives of our people!"
At that moment, Di Jiang's boundless majesty was on full display.
The other Ancestor Witches solemnly nodded.
Di Jiang's dominance and fearlessness were well known throughout the Primordial World!
That was why they willingly accepted him as the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches!
Xuan Ming glanced at Houtu, who had been sitting quietly beside them, seemingly lost in thought.
Unable to hold back, she asked, "Sister Houtu, Xiao Ran came from your tribe!"
"Why don't you seem worried at all?"
Houtu smiled. "My brothers and sisters, I don't think you need to worry about this."
"Every one of us has been through countless fierce battles and perilous situations. We've escaped death more times than we can count!"
"Becoming a true Ancestor Witch requires the trials of bloodshed and life and death!"
"Since Xiao Ran has the potential to become a new Ancestor Witch,
then he should prove his strength by going through a life-or-death trial and emerging stronger!"
"Otherwise, even if he becomes a new Ancestor Witch someday, how will he earn the respect of the others?"
At these words, the Ancestor Witches fell silent.
They began to ponder the deeper meaning behind Houtu's words.
Xiao Ran Tribe.
The brutal battle between the Witch Race and the Demon Race continued.
Endless waves of Demon Qi and Tribulation Sha Qi had long since blotted out the entire sky.
Deafening battle cries and screams rang without end.
The armies of the Witch-Demon war had gone completely berserk.
They had nothing in their hearts but boundless slaughter!
They would not stop until they had killed every last one of their enemies!
The entire Xiao Ran Tribe had long since been razed to the ground.
The land was riddled with bottomless, pitch-black, terrifying abysses that stretched for billions of miles.
Countless corpses and skeletons lay scattered densely across the Blood River in a scene of utter misery.
This hellish, apocalyptic calamity left all the Primordial Beings trembling with terror!
"Kill!"
Xiao Ran, his clothes in tatters and his face covered in blood, had completely forgotten everything!
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