"Ancestral Witch, my Heaven and Earth Bag can isolate space and time! Ancestral Witch Dijiang and the others are dying, but they haven't died yet. If I put them inside, they'll remain in this state forever. In the future, if we find a way to save them, we can let them out again!" Gungun shouted to Houtu.
Hearing Gungun's words, Houtu, who had been left dazed by the sheer number of things that had happened in succession, slowly came to her senses and nodded. So that was how it worked. Somehow, she felt much better.
Although she had no way to save her elder brothers now, thanks to Gungun, they had successfully been prevented from dying completely. In the future... they would surely find a way!
Houtu firmly believed this.
"Ancestral Bear, you... you're courting death!" Dijun, who was also on the verge of death, heard Gungun's words and turned to speak coldly to the bear. Then he raised his hand, a few flames appearing in his palm, apparently intending to attack Gungun.
Boom! Unfortunately, Dijun was no longer as formidable as he had been at the start of the battle. No sooner had those flames appeared than Houtu extinguished them with a sweep of her hand. Not only that, but he spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward, lights of various colors spilling from his body. These were the lights of the stellar gods' origins. At his peak, he could barely suppress them with his own cultivation, but now, he could no longer hold them down.
"Dijun, die!" At that moment, Zhurong and the other surviving Ancestral Witches roared at Dijun, then charged him together. They wanted to slaughter him brutally with their own hands, rather than let him simply succumb to his wounds.
"Heh,