Honghuang: Oh no, the Witch Clan Chief has lost his mind!

In order to avoid putting Dijiang under any psychological burden, there may not be one.

But Tianqi still looked at Dijiang Zuwu and said:

"Brother Dijiang, you are the backbone of my Wu clan, and your spatial magic is related to the future of our clan."

If you are strong, then the Witch Clan will be strong!

"We brothers are counting on you to hold our heads high!"

Apocalypse's words were also tinged with a bit of cunning.

He both praised the ancestral god Dijiang and made himself appear noble and virtuous, claiming that everything he did was for the sake of the clan.

Dijiang nodded in agreement, offering no objection.

Of course I'll take care of my younger siblings myself, there's nothing wrong with that.

Upon hearing this, the other Ancestral Witches looked at Tianqi with even more gentleness and respect.

"Thirteenth Brother, your vision is truly grand!"

Tianqi said no more, and with a smile addressed the assembled witches:

"Brothers, I am ready."

"We can begin!"

Upon hearing this, the twelve Ancestral Witches quickly returned to their positions according to the formation.

They surrounded Tianqi in the center of the formation.

With the activation of the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation,

An even stronger force of law than the first time circulated continuously within the great formation.

With the twelve Ancestral Witches roaring in unison, twelve even more powerful streams of blood energy shot into the sky like pillars of light.

After being transformed by the great formation, it all surged into Tianqi's body.

As energy was injected, Apocalypse's expression turned solemn.

With a thought, he mobilized all the merit within his primordial spirit, covering his body with it.

Apocalypse instantly turned into a little golden man.

Tianqi was originally at the early stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm.

In less than fifteen minutes,

His cultivation level surged once again to the level of Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal (Saint Realm).

Tianqi immediately felt a wave of tingling pleasure throughout his body.

"Ah! It's that familiar feeling."

I perked up again.

That's incredible!

Apocalypse briefly examined his own body; signs of cracking still remained.

However, his body was rebuilt and strengthened a second time, and he also enveloped his entire body with immeasurable merit.

This time, however, there was no situation where he was bleeding profusely all over his body.

However, this situation is destined to be unstable and must be addressed as soon as possible.

Having experienced this before, Apocalypse was no longer so at a loss.

He then summoned a small axe from between his eyebrows and used all his strength to activate its evil-repelling power.

As he activated the Apocalypse Axe, he immediately felt the energy in his body rapidly draining away, and his cultivation level began to decline.

"open……!"

Apocalypse still managed to shout out the standard slogan with difficulty.

The small axe then began to slowly fall.

A profound aura once again arose from the endless void.

The aura of Pangu reappears in the primordial world.

"Buzz...!"

A white light, even more refined than the one Houtu had emitted, flew out from the small axe.

It contains an unparalleled pioneering spirit.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the space between Dijiang's eyebrows.

"Uh, ah...!"

Dijiang let out a suppressed groan.

The spatial power around him suddenly erupted, and countless tiny spatial cracks appeared and disappeared around him.

It's so exhilarating to watch, it even makes you lose control of your abilities!

As the power of the Ancestral Witch Dijiang surged, the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation also came to a halt due to the absence of Dijiang.

It's like a three-phase motor failing to start due to a missing phase.

As the grand formation ceased, Apocalypse's strength returned to its original level, and unlike the first time, his cultivation level did not drop.

The eight-pack abs and pectoral muscles on Apocalypse's body have all disappeared.

Its body also transformed into the shape of a greyhound.

Clearly, the mana bar was depleted, and the health bar was almost gone as well.

But it's much better than the first time when I was completely drained and passed out!

"Phew, this little axe really didn't lie to me."

It's definitely leveled up and gotten stronger; the health bar isn't being deducted as much anymore!

"But Little Axe's aura seems to have returned to normal."

It seems that Little Blackie has run out of energy!

This little black thing is really not durable!

Looks like I'll have to get a few more little black ones in a while!

Tianqi muttered to himself for a moment, then carefully examined the situation of his elder brother, Dijiang.

In just a short while, Dijiang had adapted to the changes to his altar.

He slowly opened his eyes.

Those eyes, which were originally filled with majesty but were slightly cloudy, were now crystal clear.

It was as if it could see through the void and all realms.

The spatial energy around him also became more docile and agile than before.

He quietly savored this unprecedented state.

At this moment, his understanding of the laws of space surged into his mind like a tidal wave.

Countless things that were previously somewhat vague became clear in an instant!

Although using boundless merit could reduce the interference of evil energy on the altar.

But the feeling of a clear head now is completely different.

Due to the malevolent energy, the minds of the Ancestral Witches were like those of humans constantly exposed to temperatures exceeding forty degrees Celsius.

Irritable and easily angered.

After consuming immeasurable merit, it's like drinking room-temperature mineral water.

It can clear your mind a little, but not much!

After being chopped by Apocalypse's little axe, it felt like drinking iced tea.

My mind cleared instantly, and I felt incredibly refreshed!

"Wonderful! Absolutely wonderful!"

No wonder my little sister made such alluring sounds before.

That was really awesome!

Dijiang muttered to himself.

His words immediately embarrassed Houtu, the ancestral witch who had been protecting Tianqi.

The other ancestral witches also sensed the completely different aura emanating from their elder brother, Dijiang.

It was a mixture of envy and immense joy.

Tianqi took a breath and asked with a smile:

"How are you feeling, brother?"

Upon hearing the question, Dijiang snapped out of his reverie and looked intently at Tianqi, saying:

"Thirteenth brother! Your little axe skill is quite impressive!"

Now, I, your elder brother, feel as if the countless years of the past have been viewed through a thick fog.

Until today, you have dispelled this thick fog.

The world has never been so clear!

I feel like I've wasted my life!

Houtu nodded in agreement upon hearing Dijiang's words.

She had felt the same way before.

However, before he could say anything, Tianqi fainted!

It was never mentioned again.

The other Ancestral Witches looked even more longing upon hearing their elder brother's high praise.

One by one, they stared longingly at Apocalypse's little brother.

Tianqi, feeling the gazes of the ancestral witches, awkwardly scratched his head and said:

"Brothers, my little axe won't last long after one swing!"

Give me a little more time!

Hearing this, the Ancestral Witch Houtu said with heartache:

"Thirteenth brother, don't rush, take your time."

This time it's already very good; they weren't completely drained!

Things will get better from now on, I believe in you!

"That's right, little brother, you'll do even better next time, we believe in you!"

The ancestral witches also spoke up to encourage them.

As Apocalypse listened to his brothers, he realized they had most likely misunderstood him.

He then began to explain:

"My brothers, it's not that my body can't take it."

This time, activating the small axe did not damage his essence; he just needs some rest!

However, the little black dot's energy that the little axe had absorbed earlier had been exhausted.

If I were to receive another axe blow, I'm afraid I'd have to be remade!

After hearing Tianqi's words, the ancestral witches finally understood.

Zhu Rong, the ancestral witch, spoke up:

"That's easy, Thirteenth Brother."

"From now on, if we see Little Blackie, we'll catch him and bring him back to you."

"That's right, me too!"

"..."