Sword Nine Divine Ability!
Every form was more terrifying than the last.
One could imagine how earth-shaking the seventh form would be once it took shape, striking terror into all living beings.
Of course, the further he progressed, the difficulty of bringing each form to fruition would also soar exponentially.
In the world where the Sword Nine Divine Ability originated, the saying "seven swords pluck every star from the heavens" might have been mere exaggeration.
But in the Primordial World, perfected by its laws and order...
That would become this move's true power.
Once unleashed, it would stir the entire ancient cosmos and its countless stars.
Thus, the disciples of the Interception Sect did not rashly disturb Gu Changqing.
Meanwhile!
Elsewhere, among the Witch Clan at the foot of Buzhou Mountain!
The Pangu Sacred Hall!
The Twelve Ancestral Witches sat within.
Above each of their heads, a blazing mass of blood essence floated, suspended high overhead, shining brilliantly and brimming with profound mystery.
The radiance of their blood essence intertwined, dazzling and overwhelming!
Amid that blood-red light that blanketed heaven and earth...
A towering figure stood, his magnificent stature reaching from earth to heaven.
At a glance, his presence was even more majestic than that of the Sages of this age, his bearing unrivaled.
At this sight, the Twelve Ancestral Witches trembled uncontrollably with excitement.
Even their breathing seemed to quicken.
"Father God..."
"Is this Father God's might?"
"Even facing a Sage head-on should be no trouble."
"Haha, good, good! Wonderful!"
"Our Twelve Dutian Divine Fiends Array is complete. If we face the Demon Race again, we will surely wipe them out with a single strike."
"Even with supreme treasures at their side, Di Jun and Tai Yi will have no power to resist."
The Twelve Ancestral Witches spoke