Soon, Dijiang and the others brought Lin Tian into Pan Gu Hall.
Within Pan Gu Hall lay a sea of blood, with enormous flesh cocoons like small mountains gestating within it.
Every flesh cocoon radiated tremendous blood essence power, carrying the unique auras of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
Needless to say, these flesh cocoons were the embryonic forms of newborn Witch Clan members.
Lin Tian swept his gaze across them and confirmed the number of flesh cocoons in the sea of blood. There were precisely as many as the years in a primordial cycle-129,600!
Just then, countless flesh cocoons erupted with thunderous rumbling!
Immediately afterward, streams of blood essence power burst forth, and the endless turbid qi of the earth outside Pan Gu Hall was drawn into the hall.
The flesh cocoons swallowed that unending flow of earthly turbid qi, and savage power emerged from within them.
Boom!
Amid a series of explosions and thunderous crashes, the beings within the flesh cocoons burst out.
Towering figures a thousand zhang tall appeared before everyone. Their astonishing strength and bodies brimming with blood essence were enough to crush every race in the Primordial World.
Unending battle intent and killing intent blazed from these Witch Clan members, making everyone tremble.
"So this is the Witch Clan!"
Lin Tian nodded, a little more admiration stirring within him.
Every race had its strengths, whether the Demon Race or the Witch Clan.
"Unfortunately, in the end, they still couldn't overcome their destined fate!"
Witnessing the birth of newborn Witch Clan members firsthand had truly broadened Lin Tian's horizons.
However, after carefully sensing everything, he obtained no clues about the power law.
The entire Pan Gu Hall was a seamless, natural whole. All that washed over him was the Pangu aura, not the power law.
Thus, it