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

After Tianqi quickly reviewed all twelve Ancestral Witches,

With the help of a strange little axe

He discovered that among all the ancestral witches, Houtu had the least amount of malevolent energy in her true spirit.

It is likely because Houtu's strength is relatively low, and the erosion by the evil energy is still relatively shallow.

Sensing that his strength was continuing to decline, Apocalypse no longer hesitated.

He immediately looked towards the direction of the Ancestral Witch Houtu and spoke loudly:

"Sister Houtu, take this axe!"

He then raised his axe as if to chop towards the direction of the Ancestral Witch Houtu.

Bo Tu also used all his strength, immediately putting all his energy into activating the evil-repelling ability of the small axe.

But as soon as he activated it, Tianqi felt the energy in his body rapidly draining away.

His own cultivation level was rapidly declining.

Even if you're inside the great formation, it's useless!

The amount coming in is far less than the amount going out.

Endless energy flows in and out of the Apocalyptic Body.

This is something that a naive young man like Tianqi could not possibly handle!

This feeling made him extremely uncomfortable, but also extremely pleasurable!

But Tianqi gritted his teeth and gripped the axe handle with all his might.

He kept urging the small axe to chop towards the direction of the Ancestral Witch Houtu.

"what!"

"what!"

Unspeakable pain relentlessly ravaged Apocalypse's body and mind.

With Apocalypse's agonizing roar:

"open......!"

The little axe finally began to fall slowly.

Immediately, a profound aura emerged from the endless void, and the ancestral witches immediately sensed its familiarity.

"It's the aura of the Father God Pangu!"

Dijiang, the Ancestral Witch, spoke first with great excitement, followed by the other Ancestral Witches.

But he dared not be too distracted, after all, he was still maintaining the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.

If anything goes wrong, my little brother will explode!

But the ancestral witches still looked at Tianqi with gleaming eyes.

At that moment, Apocalypse was roaring and slashing with all its might.

It closely resembles the image of Pangu, the great god who created the world, in the memories passed down by the ancestral witches.

"Later, a patriarchal witch appeared, bearing a resemblance to him, and all living beings in the primordial world were thrown into panic!"

While maintaining the great formation, Zhu Jiuyin also looked intently at Tianqi and said:

"My thirteenth brother has the bearing of a father god!"

All the ancestral witches nodded in agreement.

"That's right, we think so too!"

"Me too!"

The ancestral witches even had time to comment on Apocalypse's heroic figure.

But Apocalypse is different!

The instant he brought the small axe down, a seemingly ordinary...

But an equally mysterious white light appeared out of thin air and instantly entered the altar of the Ancestral Witch Houtu.

As the white light descended from the altar, Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, immediately felt refreshed and invigorated.

My mind has never been this clear since I was born.

The witch's entire being seemed to have been elevated.

This prompted her to let out a joyful cheer...!

Clearly, the white light had completely cleansed the evil energy from its true spirit.

Although this white light looked quite similar to the one that struck Apocalypse on Blue Star,

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that these are completely different things.

One was a mere mortal from Earth, while the other was Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, a Primordial Golden Immortal.

There's absolutely no comparison!

This is like the difference between the ocean water and the tears of a miserable apocalypse in a past life.

After his desperate attack, Apocalypse felt completely drained.

This truly meant literally that his body had been hollowed out; the once powerful ancestral witch's body had shrunk to a mere fraction, clinging tightly to his bones.

It's like a corpse that's been dried out for many years.

Even his cultivation level dropped to the Golden Immortal realm, no longer holding the title of Great Luo!

As Tianqi's consciousness gradually dissipated, the small axe transformed into a beam of light and flew into his brow.

Then his body slowly descended into the blood pool of the Pangu Palace.

As he fell and lost strength, he couldn't help but recall a classic saying:

"Use mana when you have it, and drain your health when you run out!"

It's obvious that Apocalypse is currently using a forced ultimate move, almost emptying its health bar!

Just a second before Apocalypse's consciousness dissipated

He felt a familiar, blood-related figure gently catch him, whispering guiltily in his ear:

"Thank you for your hard work, Thirteenth Brother."

Sleep peacefully, your sister will always be watching over you...

Upon hearing this, a smile slowly spread across Tianqi's lips.

It was as if I were seeing my younger sister again.

In the blink of an eye, she fell into a peaceful and deep sleep.

Looking at Apocalypse's younger brother in such a miserable state,

The group of ancestral witches, who had been chatting and laughing, quickly dismantled the great formation.

Surrounding the ancestral witch Houtu, who was holding the Heavenly Revelation, everyone wore a worried expression.

Looking at Tianqi's appearance, the Ancestral Witch Dijiang pounded his chest in shame and said:

"Oh dear! It's all my fault, all my fault. I never expected my thirteenth brother's little axe to be so effective at attracting blood."

Even with the support of the grand formation, they were able to drain the thirteenth brother dry!

We shouldn't have forcibly raised the thirteenth brother's cultivation level to activate it!

Gonggong, the ancestral witch, also spoke with eyes full of worry:

"Is the thirteenth brother going to be sucked to death by this?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Dijiang, the ancestral witch, slammed his fist, as big as a sandbag, directly onto Gonggong, the ancestral witch's head.

He said sternly:

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll tear you apart and use you to nourish my thirteenth brother!"

Under the iron fist of his elder brother Ai, Gonggong Zuwu immediately rubbed his head and dared not speak any more nonsense.

At this moment, Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, holding Tianqi, spoke with a face full of doubt:

"Brothers, have you felt the power of the Thirteenth Brother's laws?"

I just examined it carefully, but found nothing!

Upon hearing their younger sister's words, the group of ancestral witches finally realized what was happening.

I didn't sense any power of law when I observed Apocalypse before.

They assumed it was due to their thirteenth brother's hidden laws and didn't consider that possibility.

After all, as descendants of Pangu, the Ancestral Witches were born with a portion of the power of Pangu's laws.

The laws are innate; no ancestral witch would find that strange.

These laws are like an extension of the bodies of the Ancestral Witches.

It is as easy to command as an arm, and can be used wherever it is pointed.

But now, Tianqi has fainted and fallen into a deep sleep, so he is naturally unable to maintain precise control over his body.

Despite the careful perception of the Ancestral Witches, they could not detect any law power within Apocalypse's younger brother.

If it weren't for the fact that he was still radiating a cool and menacing aura,

The Ancestral Witches were starting to doubt whether this thirteenth brother was truly an Ancestral Witch!

"Huh? What's going on? Why does Thirteenth Brother really not have the power of laws?"

Even the ancestral witch Dijiang, who is still quite sharp, is a little confused now!

Silence, a long silence, no ancestral witch knew what was going on.

After a long while, a terrifying idea suddenly popped into the mind of the wise and powerful ancestral witch Gonggong.

He then tentatively began to speak:

"Could it be that that axe blow just now drained Thirteenth Brother's power of law as well?"

Upon hearing this, all the ancestral witches felt there was some truth to it.

Their eyes were suddenly filled with guilt, all feeling that they had harmed their thirteenth brother by activating the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.

This time, the Ancestral Witch Dijiang did not beat up the Ancestral Witch Gonggong.

He also felt that Gonggong's words made some sense.

So he lowered his head in shame.

Upon hearing this, the Ancestral Witch Houtu looked at her thirteenth brother in her arms with heartache.

Originally, he was the youngest among all the Ancestral Witches.

But now that Apocalypse has arrived, she has become the older sister.

What older sister doesn't love her younger brother!

Moreover, his younger brother, whom he had only recently met,

But he became like this to help himself.

She felt even more heartbroken.

Therefore, she began to use her newly cleansed mind, freed from the evil energy, to think quickly.

We want to find a solution to this.

You know what, the new brain really works.

After she reviewed the entire situation,

It actually gave her a clue.