Donghuang Taiyi had now been forced back by Xuanming as well. The Ancestral Witch Hall was no less formidable against the Primal Chaos Bell—in fact, it battered the bell until it rang out with a hum.
This allowed many cultivators of the Primordial World to learn that such a treasure existed within the Primordial World.
With a boom, Donghuang Taiyi retreated, his entire body humming as his expression turned grave. The Ancestral Witch Hall was truly terrifying.
The Primal Chaos Bell truly deserved its status as a supreme treasure. Beneath its soundwaves, time and space could be reversed, stirring the stars into chaos.
Yet compared to it, the Ancestral Witch Hall could not be underestimated either. After all, it had been transformed from Great God Pangu's heart. Although Xuanming found it difficult to refine and had no idea how to use the divine abilities of the Ancestral Witch Hall, she simply wielded it like a brick. Even so, that brick was powerful enough to contend against the Primal Chaos Bell.
The Primal Chaos Bell's soundwaves could hardly affect the Ancestral Witch Hall. As the Ancestral Witch Hall collided with the Primal Chaos Bell, heaven and earth shook.
Donghuang Taiyi was dumbfounded as well. He had revived from the Return Ruins and returned to the Primordial World. He had thought that, with his strength, even if he could not restore the Demon Court, he would still be a force not to be taken lightly. After all, he had brought no small number of forces with him from the Return Ruins.
But after arriving in the Primordial World, he discovered that he had been wrong. Wrong beyond measure.
Who could have imagined that there would now be someone like Chen Yang in the Primordial World? He had built up the Three Teachings