What expressions would appear on the Twelve Ancestral Witches' faces when they saw Zhunti and Jieyin resurrected before their very eyes?
Would it be fear, or regret?
The Primordial Heavenly Venerable immediately fixed his gaze on the Western Lands of the Primordial World.
He waited for the moment those two Saints, Zhunti and Jieyin, returned to life.
Yet something happened that the Primordial Heavenly Venerable had not expected.
When the Pangu True Body Phantom summoned by the twelve Ancestral Witches erased every imprint on those five Innate Spiritual Treasures, Zhunti and Jieyin did not resurrect.
A trace of doubt appeared in the Primordial Heavenly Venerable's eyes, but he kept reassuring himself inwardly.
Wait a little longer.
Perhaps Zhunti and Jieyin suffered such tremendous losses this time that their Primordial Spirits and True Spirits, entrusted to the Primordial Heavenly Dao, need some time to resurrect them.
A little more time passed. The Pangu True Body Phantom had already handed all five Innate Spiritual Treasures, now cleansed of every hidden danger, to that Human Race Great Encompassing Golden Immortal named Lin Tian.
Yet the Zhunti and Jieyin whom the Primordial Heavenly Venerable was waiting for still had not reappeared.
At that moment, solemn expressions appeared not only on the Primordial Heavenly Venerable's face, but on the faces of the other Saints as well.
This concerned their greatest trump card for remaining deathless and indestructible. They could not afford to take it lightly.
By the time the Pangu True Body Phantom strode toward Mount Buzhou with the phantom Pan Gu Axe over its shoulder and Lin Tian resting in one hand, flaunting its might,
the five Saints within the Thirty-Three Heavens had finally confirmed one thing.
Something had gone wrong with the Primordial Spirit Imprints that Zhunti and Jieyin had entrusted to the