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

It required strength on par with the Twelve Ancestral Witches to successfully condense the great array.

Yet Xiao Ran told them that within the entire Witch Clan, regardless of one's cultivation level, anyone could form the Twelve Heavenly God-Fiend Great Array.

They absolutely refused to believe it!

Xiao Ran was not angered. He directly summoned the twelve clansmen who had been studying the Twelve Heavenly God-Fiend Great Array with him.

Before the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they effortlessly formed the Twelve Heavenly God-Fiend Great Array!

Only then did the Twelve Ancestral Witches believe Xiao Ran's words.

Each of them clenched their fists in extreme excitement!

"Haha! Xiao Ran, you lad are truly a genius! You can accomplish something so heaven-defying!"

"As long as every member of my Witch Clan learns this formation, a mere Demon Army will be nothing to fear in the future!"

"Quick, pass the order! Have all the Great Witches of my clan come to the temple at once, and let them learn the formation method properly from Xiao Ran!"

Sun Star, Sun Temple.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi sat high upon the golden, resplendent Throne.

Majestic and domineering, awe-inspiring and unassailable.

The Ten Demon Saints stood in the great hall, each harboring their own thoughts.

A full several hundred years had passed!

No matter how arrogantly the Witch Clan provoked them.

Even when the Witch Army trampled the various tribes of the Demon Clan.

The entire Demon Clan remained like a turtle withdrawing into its shell, avoiding battle!

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi had personally issued imperial decrees.

No member of the Demon Clan was to make a move against the Witch Clan!

If anyone dared to defy the order, they would be killed without mercy!

Every member of the Demon Clan knew that Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were utterly terrified!

That earth-shattering, brutal great war several hundred years ago!

It was then that the Demon Clan truly witnessed the depth and horror of the Witch Clan's foundation!

The tens of millions of Witch Army soldiers, fearless of death.

Hou Yi and Kuafu, possessing terrifying, heaven-defying laws and divine abilities!

And above all, Xiao Ran, who made the entire Demon Clan's hearts tremble and souls flee their bodies!

Xiao Ran had become the most feared demon in the hearts of the Demon Clan's billions of living beings!

Though several hundred years had passed!

Xiao Ran's majestic, heaven-defying, invincible figure still lingered in their hearts, impossible to shake off!

With just one axe strike!

Tens of millions of Demon Army soldiers fell, the phantom of the Chaos Bell shattered!

Even the entire Primordial World trembled beneath Xiao Ran's feet!

Now, they hated Xiao Ran to the bone!

Their hatred for him had long surpassed that for the Twelve Ancestral Witches!

Especially the Demon Saints in the great hall, who harbored a hatred for Xiao Ran that had seeped into their very marrow!

Xiao Ran had slain Jiu Ying, one of the Ten Demon Saints!

Causing the Demon Clan to lose a top-tier great power!

Helplessly, over these several hundred years, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi selected another gifted individual from among the many Demon Saints.

Making him the new Ten Demon Saints!

This new Demon Saint was the Nine-Headed Demon Saint.

He had essentially taken Jiu Ying's place after his fall.

Ghost Chariot's face was gloomy as he knelt before Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, saying, "Demon Emperor, Demon Emperor!"

"For hundreds of years, our Demon Clan has swallowed our pride and ignored the Witch Clan's attacks and humiliations!"

"Now our clansmen have long harbored deep resentment, all thinking only of slaughtering the Witch Clan to the last and avenging our grievances!"

Bai Ze steeled himself and said, "Indeed!"

"If our Demon Clan continues to stoop and compromise like this, we will not only become a laughingstock for all beings in the Primordial World!"

"But we will also chill the hearts of our billions of clansmen!"

The Nine-Headed Demon Saint stepped forward and declared in a clear voice, "Since I, Nine-Headed, was unworthily ranked among the Ten Demon Saints, I have thought of nothing but serving my Demon Clan!"

"Imperial We hope the Demon Emperor and Demon Saints will permit me to go attack Xiao Ran's Tribe and wash away this disgrace!"

Ying Zhao said with a tearful face, "This absolutely cannot be done!"

"Have you forgotten how Xiao Ran slaughtered our Demon Army of millions back then?"

"If we anger Xiao Ran, I fear it will bring immense calamity upon our Demon race!"

"I earnestly beg the Demon Emperor and Demon Emperor to think thrice!"

Donghuang Taiyi's face darkened as he looked to Di Jun and said, "Big Brother! Ying Zhao's concerns are not without reason!"

"How do you see this matter, Big Brother?"

Di Jun revealed a disdainful smile and said arrogantly, "A mere Xiao Ran, what is there to fear?"

"It's true that in the past, he cut down millions of our Demon Army with one axe, stunning all living beings!"

"But such a move might only be usable once by him!"

"If it were otherwise, Xiao Ran would have long come attacking our Demon race with overwhelming hatred!"

"For hundreds of years, he has never made a move!"

"This means that after using his strongest technique, he has exhausted his talent!"

At these words, Donghuang Taiyi and the Ten Demon Saints all showed expressions of sudden realization.

What Di Jun said was correct.

One-time-use treasures and techniques were not uncommon in the Primordial World.

For instance, Di Jun had once bestowed upon each of the Ten Demon Saints a Divine Thought Imprint of his own.

If they encountered danger in battle, this Divine Thought Imprint could unleash a supreme strike.

Helping them kill enemies and escape peril!

Now, hundreds of years had passed.

The Demon race's population was also growing larger and larger.

The resources and territory they needed were also increasing.

Thus, attacking the Witch Race and seizing territory was an urgent matter for their Demon race!

Now, even Xiao Ran, whom they feared most, was no longer a threat.

Then attacking the Witch Race would be a trivial matter for them!

"Haha, in that case, let us quickly go and attack the Witch Race!"

"This time, we must reclaim all the territory the Witch Race has taken from our Demon race!"

"Xiao Ran killed Jiu Ying and slaughtered billions of our Demon clansmen; why not attack his tribe to take revenge and wash away our shame!"

The Ten Demon Saints spoke one after another.

A ruthless glint flashed in Di Jun's eyes, and he said sternly, "Nine-Headed Demon Saint!"

"This time, Imperial We dispatch you to go attack Xiao Ran's Tribe and reclaim the territories of the Lion Ancestor Demon Saint and the True Howling Ancestor one by one!"

"To ensure your victory, Imperial We will permit you to lead hundreds of millions of demon soldiers on this campaign!"

The Nine-Headed Demon Saint was overjoyed.

After thanking Di Jun profusely, He led a vast, murderous army of hundreds of millions of demons toward Xiao Ran's Tribe!

Xiao Ran's Tribe.

Although this tribe was now nominally Xiao Ran's tribe.