Although various natural disasters had left the Witch Clan in shambles.
After the great calamity passed, the Witch Clan recovered remarkably quickly.
When Lin Tian arrived again, the members of the Witch Clan were still busy at work.
He made no attempt to conceal himself and went straight to the heart of the Witch Clan's territory.
Soon, members of the Witch Clan noticed Lin Tian.
"It's him!"
"That invincible Daoist Spirit Vine has come again!"
"Quick, report to the Ancestral Witches!"
Cries of alarm rang out, and many members of the Witch Clan hurried off in a panic to notify the Ancestral Witches.
When Lin Tian first came to their Witch Clan Tribe, he had defeated all their Ancestral Witches with effortless ease.
Thus, in the eyes of the Witch Clan, Lin Tian was an invincible existence.
So when they discovered that Lin Tian had suddenly appeared, they were astonished, but dared not show the slightest neglect.
Lin Tian, meanwhile, waited serenely for the Ancestral Witches to come see him.
Before long.
Figures tore through the air, the auras of various laws filling the sky.
Needless to say, they were the Witch Clan's Twelve Ancestral Witches.
"Dijiang pays his respects, Senior!"
"Zhu Jiuyin pays his respects, Senior!"
"Houtu pays her respects, Senior!"
The Ancestral Witches stepped forward to salute him in turn. Though they seemed to stand straight, neither servile nor arrogant, their eyes still held a measure of awe and fear.
After all, Lin Tian had once struck them with a single move that nearly scattered their souls. How could they possibly remain entirely calm and composed now?
Lin Tian nodded slowly. "There's no need to be nervous. I'm someone who wins people over with reason. I won't attack you!"
"Yes, yes! Senior, with your immortal bearing and Daoist