Twelve pillars of blood-red light shot up from the Great Wilderness.
Each one was as massive as a true pillar holding up the heavens. Terrifying blood energy spread in all directions along the mountains, rivers, and earth veins. Mountains and rivers across billions of miles shook at once, while some demon beasts living close to Witch Clan tribes directly prostrated themselves on the ground, their Primordial Spirits trembling beneath the pressure originating from Pangu's bloodline.
Within the newly established Demon Court, the billions of Demon Clan members who had only just settled down instantly stirred.
"The Twelve Ancestral Witches!"
"They actually released their auras together at a time like this!"
"The Demon Court was only established today. What does the Witch Clan mean by this?"
"What else could it mean? The Demon Court has united all demons under heaven. Of course the Witch Clan won't remain completely silent!"
The discussions quickly spread.
Clear anxiety appeared on the faces of many weaker Demon Clan members.
They might never have truly seen the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but they had certainly heard those names.
Dijiang, Zhujiuyin, Zhurong, Gonggong, Qiangliang, Jumang, Rushou, Xuanming...
Every one of them was a supreme being with a physical body powerful enough to make one's scalp go numb.
The Witch Clan did not cultivate Primordial Spirits.
They also rarely used magical treasures.
Yet relying solely on their physical bodies and bloodline divine abilities, they had occupied vast territories throughout the Great Wilderness.
Especially in recent years.
The Witch Clan tribes had been expanding faster and faster.
Many regions inhabited by the Demon Clan had begun to overlap with their territory.
The friction between the two sides had long accumulated to a serious degree.
Now that the Demon Court had been established.
All demons had truly gained a unified core