"Who the hell are you to order us around?"
"You call yourself the Dao Ancestor, but you only gave yourself that title. What does that have to do with the Witch Race?"
"You really think Saints can do whatever they want? Let me tell you, the Witch Race doesn't play by your rules!"
The Twelve Ancestral Witches roared fearlessly.
Hongjun's eyelid twitched almost imperceptibly.
Though he still looked calm and unruffled on the surface,
in his heart, he had already come to hate the entire Witch Race!
Ungrateful fools, blind to the truth!
He, Hongjun, was the first Saint in heaven and earth of the Primordial World.
He was revered by the myriad races and beings of the Primordial World!
His word was the law of heaven!
No one in the Primordial World could disobey him!
If he didn't harshly punish the Witch Race today,
how could he establish his authority before the beings of the Primordial World in the future?
Furious, Hongjun gave a cold laugh. "You refuse to heed Heaven's will and show no respect for a Saint!"
"How can I stand by while you wreak havoc on the Primordial World?"
With a thought, Hongjun released his Saintly Might, a boundless and invincible pressure that bore down on all living things.
The power of a Saint surged and twisted wildly through the Void, forming a terrifying net that closed in on the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
Di Jiang acted decisively and shouted, "Quickly, let's form the Twelve Heavenly God-Fiend Great Array!"
"Good! Today, we'll show Hongjun that the Witch Race isn't to be trifled with!"
"Anyone who tries to stop our battle with the Demon Race today is our enemy!"
The Ancestor Witches all shouted indignantly.
As soon as they had spoken, the Twelve Ancestral Witches' figures