Hearing Xing Tian's words, the Twelve Ancestral Witches froze, struggling to take them in.
The Pangu Sacred Hall!
It had once been the unquestioned sacred ground and Ancestral Court of the Witch Clan.
After Houtu became a Saint and took command of the Earth Dao, she had wielded unfathomable magic power to merge it into the Netherworld, making it part of the Underworld.
After all, the Pangu Sacred Hall housed the Pangu Blood Pool, an ideal place for members of the Witch Clan to hone their bodies and temper their physiques. They would naturally never abandon it lightly.
Moreover, in the past, only the Twelve Ancestral Witches had been qualified to enter the Pangu Sacred Hall.
But now, Dijiang, Zhu Jiuyin, and the others could also receive nourishment from the divine power of the Earth Dao, greatly diminishing the Pangu Sacred Hall's role.
Thus, Great Witches such as Xing Tian could now enter it as well.
What puzzled the Twelve Ancestral Witches, however, was this: what unusual disturbance could possibly arise within the Pangu Sacred Hall?!
At once, puzzled gazes fell upon Xing Tian.
Xing Tian wasted no words and immediately explained:
"Earlier, I was honing my body in the blood pool."
"But suddenly, an incomparably fierce, irresistible power erupted and forcibly expelled me from the pool."
"At that moment, I vaguely seemed to hear a vast, peerless heavenly sound reverberating through the unseen."
"In just an instant, it made me feel the great terror of life and death!"
Though Xing Tian spoke only a few sentences, lingering fear filled his face.
After hearing his account, the Twelve Ancestral Witches' expressions abruptly grew grave.
Strange!
Far too strange!
By all reason, the Pangu Sacred Hall was the Witch Clan's Ancestral Court, and the Pangu Blood Pool was a supreme opportunity