Only with strength like that of the Twelve Ancestral Witches could they successfully form the great array.
Yet Xiao Ran told them that anyone in the Witch Race, regardless of their strength, could form the Twelve Heavenly God-Fiend Great Array.
They refused to believe it no matter what!
Xiao Ran was not annoyed. He directly summoned the twelve tribe members who had studied the Twelve Heavenly God-Fiend Great Array with him.
Right before the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they formed the Twelve Heavenly God-Fiend Great Array with ease!
Only then did the Twelve Ancestral Witches believe Xiao Ran's words.
They all clenched their fists in excitement!
"Hahaha! Xiao Ran, you really are a genius! You managed to accomplish something this heaven-defying!"
"As long as everyone in the Witch Race learns this formation, why would we fear a mere Demon Race in the future?"
"Quick, pass down the order! Have all the Great Witches of our Witch Race come to the temple as soon as possible and learn the art of forming the array properly from Xiao Ran!"
Sun Star, Sun Temple.
Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi sat high upon the resplendent golden thrones.
They were majestic and supremely imposing, radiating an awe-inspiring presence that none dared offend.
The Ten Demon Saints stood in the great hall, each with their own thoughts.
Hundreds of years had passed!
No matter how arrogantly the Witch Race provoked them,
even when the Witch Army flattened the various tribes of the Demon Race,
the entire Demon Race had hidden away like a group of turtles, refusing to fight!
Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi had even personally issued imperial decrees.
No member of the Demon Race was allowed to attack the Witch Race!
Anyone who dared disobey the order would be executed without mercy!
Everyone in the Demon Race knew that Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were completely afraid.
That earth-shaking, devastating battle hundreds of years ago
had allowed the Demon Race to truly witness the Witch Race's foundations and terror!
The tens of millions of Witch Army soldiers who feared neither death nor danger.
Hou Yi and Kuafu, who possessed terrifying, heaven-defying laws and divine abilities!
And most of all, Xiao Ran, who had left the entire Demon Race trembling with fear, their souls scattered!
Xiao Ran had become the most feared demon in the hearts of the countless living beings of the Demon Race!
Although hundreds of years had already passed,
Xiao Ran's heroic, vigorous, and invincible figure still lingered in their hearts!
With just a single axe!
Tens of millions of Demon Army soldiers had fallen, and the phantom of the Chaos Bell had shattered!
Even the entire Primordial World had trembled beneath Xiao Ran's feet!
Now they hated Xiao Ran to the bone!
Their hatred for him had long surpassed their hatred for the Twelve Ancestral Witches!
The Demon Saints in the great hall, in particular, harbored a hatred for Xiao Ran that had sunk deep into their bones!
Xiao Ran had slain Jiu Ying, one of the Ten Demon Saints!
He had caused the Demon Race to lose a top powerhouse!
Left with no choice, over the past few hundred years, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi had selected another exceptionally talented individual from among the many Demon Saints.
They had made him one of the new Ten Demon Saints!
This new Demon Saint was the Nine-Headed Demon Saint.
He had taken Jiu Ying's place after Jiu Ying's death.
Ghost Chariot's face was gloomy as he knelt before Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi and said, "Demon Emperor, Demon Emperor!"
"For hundreds of years, our Demon Race has endured humiliation in silence, ignoring the Witch Race's attacks and insults!"
"Now our clansmen have accumulated resentment for far too long. Every one of them wants to exterminate the Witch Race and avenge our grudge!"
Bai Ze said through gritted teeth, "Exactly!"
"If our Demon Race continues to yield like this, we won't just become a laughingstock among the Primordial Beings!"
"It will also chill the hearts of our countless clansmen!"
The Nine-Headed Demon Saint stepped forward and said loudly, "Since I, Nine-Headed, was reluctantly listed among the Ten Demon Saints, I have thought of serving our Demon Race every moment!"
"I beseech the Demon Emperor and Demon Saint to permit me to attack Xiao Ran Tribe and wash away our former humiliation!"
Ying Zhao wore a mournful expression as he said, "Absolutely not!"
"Have you forgotten how Xiao Ran slaughtered tens of millions of our Demon Army hundreds of years ago?"
"If we anger Xiao Ran, he may bring a calamity of monstrous proportions upon our Demon Race!"
"I implore the Demon Emperor and Demon Emperor to think this through!"
Donghuang Taiyi's expression darkened as he looked toward Di Jun. "Elder Brother! Ying Zhao's concerns are not without reason!"
"What do you think of this, Elder Brother?"
Di Jun revealed a disdainful smile and said arrogantly, "Why fear a mere Xiao Ran?"
"It is true that he once slew tens of millions of Demon Army soldiers with a single axe, stunning the Primordial Beings!"
"But it is very likely that he can use such a method only once!"
"Otherwise, Xiao Ran would have already come to attack our Demon Race, carrying his boundless hatred!"
"For hundreds of years, he has never made another move!"
"This means that after using his strongest attack, he has already exhausted his talent!"
At these words, Donghuang Taiyi and the Ten Demon Saints all wore expressions of sudden realization.
Di Jun was right.
There were plenty of one-use treasures and divine abilities in the Primordial World.
For example, Di Jun had once bestowed a Divine Thought Imprint upon each of the Ten Demon Saints.
If they encountered a life-threatening crisis, the Divine Thought Imprint could unleash an ultimate strike.
It could help them slay their enemies and escape danger!
Hundreds of years had already passed.
The population of the Demon Race had also continued to grow.
They needed more and more resources and territory.
Therefore, attacking the Witch Race and seizing territory was an urgent matter for their Demon Race!
Now that the Xiao Ran they feared most was no longer worth fearing,
wouldn't attacking the Witch Race be an effortless task for them?
"Hahaha, since that's the case, let us hurry and attack the Witch Race!"
"This time, we must reclaim every piece of territory the Witch Race seized from our Demon Race!"
"Xiao Ran killed Jiu Ying and slaughtered countless members of our Demon Race. Why don't we attack his tribe this time and avenge ourselves!"
The Ten Demon Saints spoke up one after another.
A vicious glint flashed through Di Jun's eyes as he shouted, "Nine-Headed Demon Saint!"
"This time, I am sending you to attack Xiao Ran Tribe and reclaim the territories of Lion Ancestor Demon Saint and True Howling Ancestor one by one!"
"To ensure that you win in a single decisive battle, I will permit you to lead hundreds of millions of Demon Army soldiers on this expedition!"
The Nine-Headed Demon Saint was overjoyed.
After expressing his endless gratitude to Di Jun,
he led the mighty, murderous hundreds of millions of Demon Army soldiers toward Xiao Ran Tribe!
Xiao Ran Tribe.
Although this tribe was nominally Xiao Ran's tribe now.
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