Dan Jing's figure vanished before Pangu Divine Hall.
Across heaven and earth.
The powerful figures watching this battle all fell silent without realizing it.
This result...
Did not lie beyond the expectations of the powerful figures from every side, nor was there much about it to surprise them.
Sun Star Madman's style of fighting was like this—
Pick a target.
Knock the target down.
Humiliate the target.
Wrap it up and call it a day.
It had always been this way, without a single exception!
This had long since become Sun Star Madman's standard battle procedure throughout the Primordial World and Universal Realms, widely known by all.
Though the Twelve Ancestral Witches had made quite the impressive entrance.
But honestly—
They were nothing but pure rookies.
Before Sun Star Madman, who had flattened the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Red Cloud, and the others in one move, then smashed Minghe, Kunpeng, Zhen Yuanzi, Queen Mother of the West, and a host of Quasi-Sage experts with another, they were still a notch short!
Therefore.
No one found Dan Jing's effortless defeat of the Twelve Ancestral Witches surprising—
They even felt that this was only normal.
After all, if Dan Jing could not casually flatten the Twelve Ancestral Witches, would that not mean that the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Red Cloud, Zhen Yuanzi, and all the other renowned Quasi-Sage experts were all fucking trash?
That would not do!
If they were trash, then everyone had to be trash together!
Right now—
The Twelve Ancestral Witches had been directly knocked flat.
And after receiving the same treatment as everyone else, they all felt much better inside.
That was the flavor of it!
Far too right, far too authentic!
The Twelve Ancestral Witches had been cast by Dan Jing into the River of Time and