Primordial World: Starting with a Single Yuan to Instantly Kill Pangu's Talent

"Today, none of you will escape alive!"

The Heaven Slaughtering Divine Blade gleamed with a chilling light, crashing down upon Hou Yi like a great mountain.

"Boom!"

The terrifying, overbearing force struck directly against Hou Yi's Divine Bow, honed over a million years.

The Divine Bow was instantly shattered into pieces.

"Hum!"

One after another, sharp and sinister demonic energies rippled through the Void.

A massive shadow, blotting out the sky and covering the sun, rapidly spread toward the Xiao Ran Tribe.

Billions of Demon Army soldiers roared in unison from within the Void.

The earth-shattering, heaven-shaking rumble echoed through the Nine Heavens, sweeping across the cosmos!

Xiao Ran, Kuafu, Hou Yi, and the others stared grimly into the Void!

The Demon Army's reinforcements of billions had arrived!

It seemed the demons had prepared thoroughly to annihilate them in one fell swoop.

At this point, they truly seemed to have no escape, trapped like beasts in a cage.

If no miracle occurred...

They would likely fall here today, fighting to the very last moment of their lives.

Until the very last drop of blood was spilled.

Inside the Pangu Temple.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches sat in grave silence, not a word spoken.

The great battle raging at the Xiao Ran Tribe had already lasted several days.

Billions of Demon Army soldiers clashed with tens of millions of Witch Army troops.

Even in the Primordial World, this was considered a shocking and brutal war.

Though the Witch Clan did not cultivate the Primordial Spirit and could not practice divination, they had long sensed the ongoing battle at the Xiao Ran Tribe.

Xiao Ran, who had the potential to become the thirteenth Ancestral Witch, and Hou Yi and Kuafu, the strongest among the Middle Witches—

the loss of any one of them would be an unbearable blow to the entire Witch Clan!

And on the battlefield were tens of millions of Witch Army soldiers.

These were clansmen sharing the same blood as them!

Watching millions of their kin suffer and fall into slaughter on the battlefield, the Twelve Ancestral Witches' eyes burned red with fury. They longed to charge into the Xiao Ran Tribe and slaughter the billions of Demon Army soldiers to the last!

Yet, despite the overwhelming rage in their hearts, they could not act.

For countless eons, the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan had reached an unspoken understanding.

If Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi did not make a move, then the Twelve Ancestral Witches could not act either.

If they threw caution to the wind and intervened, the ultimate war between the two clans would be fully ignited.

At present, the Witch Clan's strength had not yet reached a level where they could easily dominate the Primordial World.

Moreover, the Primordial World had just endured the Dragon-Han Calamity.

Many great powers harbored deep disgust for the Primordial Calamity, which had turned the land into a wasteland of suffering and ruin.

If the Witch Clan were to provoke another Primordial Calamity this time, they would likely face a united assault from all the great powers of the Primordial World!

Such an outcome would be unbearable for the Witch Clan!

And besides the many great powers of the Primordial World, there was also the lofty, all-seeing Heavenly Dao, looking down upon all living beings.

If the calamity of a full-scale Witch-Demon war incurred the displeasure of the Heavenly Dao, it would bring immense disaster upon the Witch Clan!

Thus, no matter how stifled and furious the Twelve Ancestral Witches felt, they had to restrain themselves.

Gong Gong clenched his fists and roared in fury, "Damn it!"

"The demon beasts of the Demon Race go too far!"

"They dare to send a billion-strong army to encircle Xiao Ran and the others!"

"Kuafu and Hou Yi are both elites of our Witch Race!"

"Xiao Ran is even poised to become a new Ancestor Witch!"

"Are we just going to sit here in Pangu Temple sighing and watching them die?"

Di Jiang's face was gloomy as he said, "Rest assured! No matter what, we cannot let Xiao Ran and the others fall!"

"If they truly face mortal danger, we twelve Ancestor Witches will join forces to break the temporal-spatial restrictions of the Chaos Bell!"

"Forcibly rescue Xiao Ran!"

"To hell with the so-called Heavenly Dao and its established rules!"

"Nothing is more important than the lives of our clansmen!"

In that moment, Di Jiang's overwhelming dominance was laid bare.

The Ancestor Witches all nodded solemnly.

Di Jiang's boldness and fearlessness were well known throughout the Primordial World!

This was why they willingly regarded Di Jiang as the leader of the twelve Ancestor Witches!

Xuan Ming glanced at Houtu, who had been lost in thought and silent all along.

She couldn't help but speak up, "Sister Houtu, Xiao Ran is from your tribe!"

"Why don't you seem worried at all?"

Houtu smiled and said, "Brothers and sisters, I think there's no need for you to worry about this!"

"Each of us has endured countless fierce battles and perilous situations, escaping death far too many times!"

"To grow into a true Ancestor Witch, one must be tempered by blood and life-and-death trials!"

"Since Xiao Ran is poised to become a new Ancestor Witch!"

"Then he should show the strength needed to find life in the face of death!"

"Otherwise, even if he becomes a new Ancestor Witch in the future, how could he command the respect of others?"

At these words, the Ancestor Witches all fell silent.

They began to ponder the deeper meaning behind Houtu's words.

Xiao Ran Tribe.

The brutal war between the two races of Witches and Demons still raged on.

Endless waves of demonic aura and calamitous Sha energy had long since shrouded the entire sky.

Deafening cries of battle and howls of agony echoed without end.

The armies of the Witch and Demon races had long since been consumed by bloodlust.

Their hearts held nothing but overwhelming slaughter!

They would not stop until the other side was utterly annihilated!

Xiao Ran's entire tribe had long been razed to the ground.

The ground was covered in bottomless, pitch-black, terrifying abysses stretching for billions of miles.

Countless corpses and bones lay scattered miserably and densely in rivers of blood.

This hellish, underworld-like scene of the World Destruction calamity made all living beings in the Primordial World feel their hearts crack with terror!

"Kill!"

With his clothes torn to shreds and his face covered in blood, Xiao Ran had completely forgotten everything!