Many children, many blessings; the twelve ancestral witches forced marriages throughout the primordi

Taiyi is in a very bad situation right now.

His hair was disheveled, his imperial robes were charred, and even his most prized Chaos Bell was humming loudly, as if he had developed a psychological trauma.

Looking at the group of ancestral witches opposite him, grinning and wielding various magical artifacts, he felt fear for the first time.

This war is unwinnable.

Before, you could bully others because of their limited abilities by using your magic weapons, but now their equipment is better than yours, their level is higher, and they are also good at tactical coordination.

"Big brother! Help me!"

Taiyi disregarded all pride, roared to the sky, and directly activated the bloodline sensing of the Golden Crow clan.

"Boom!"

Thirty-three heavens away, a vast imperial dragon aura suddenly descended.

The void split open, revealing a gigantic three-legged golden crow phantom. The golden crow spread its wings, obscuring the starry sky, and surging solar fire poured down like a waterfall.

It is Di Jun.

Although the real body did not appear, this clone projection carried the aura of the Hetu Luoshu, and its pressure was astonishing.

"Who dares to hurt my second brother!"

Di Jun's voice boomed like thunder, filled with boundless rage.

He immediately spotted the disheveled Taiyi and the group of menacing Ancestral Witches.

"Dijiang! You're courting death!"

Di Jun was enraged. The Hetu Luoshu unfolded in the void, transforming into a massive Hunyuan Heluo Formation, attempting to trap all the Ancestral Witches within it.

"Hmph, trying to act all high and mighty just by creating a clone?"

Zhu Jiuyin, who hadn't made a move much, stepped forward.

He was the Time Ancestral Witch, usually the quietest and the most gloomy-looking, but Lin Xuan knew that this second brother was the real ruthless character.

Zhu Jiuyin squinted his long, narrow eyes as he looked at the projection of Di Jun in the sky.

"Time stands still."

He didn't shout or yell, but simply uttered four words softly.

In an instant.

The once raging, fiery sun stopped in mid-air.

The unfolding Hetu Luoshu froze.

Even Di Jun's angry expression froze on his face.

The whole world seemed to have been put on pause.

Of course, this stillness can only be maintained for a moment by a strong person of the same level.

But for masters, a single moment is enough.

"Let's do it!"

Zhu Jiuyin let out a low shout.

The other ancestral witches, who had been prepared for a long time, rushed forward.

Ru Shou's Gengjin longsword slashed through the sky, directly aiming at one of Di Jun's wings.

Jumang flung out countless vines, which entangled Dijun's claws.

Qiangliang and Xizi, the Thunder Brothers, summoned billions of divine lightning bolts, which rained down upon them.

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

After a series of explosions, the flow of time returned to normal.

"ah--!"

Di Jun's projection let out a shrill scream.

He had just regained consciousness when he found himself riddled with bullets.

Its wings were broken, its claws were snapped, its body was riddled with holes, and it was still smoking.

"you……"

Di Jun looked at Zhu Jiuyin in horror.

Just a moment ago, he felt as if his primordial spirit had been frozen.

That's a combination of the laws of time and a spiritual attack!

When did the Witch Clan become so terrifying?

"roll!"

Zhu Jiuyin spoke again, this time with a lamp in his hand.

That was the Time Lamp he stole from the Treasure-Dividing Rock.

The light flashed, and a gray beam of light shot out, striking Di Jun's projection directly between the eyebrows.

"Bang!"

Before Di Jun's projection could even utter a harsh word, it exploded into a golden rain of light and dissipated into the Taiyin starry sky.

The Hetu and Luoshu let out a mournful cry and transformed into a stream of light, flying back to the Thirty-Three Heavens.

The entire room fell silent.

Taiyi was completely dumbfounded when he saw his older brother's projection disappear.

That's the elder brother who carries the Hetu Luoshu!

Even though it's just a projection, it still has half the power!

They were defeated in seconds just like that?

"run!"

Taiyi had only this one word left in his mind.

Without saying a word, he grabbed the Chaos Bell, not even caring about the 100,000 heavenly soldiers, and transformed into a golden rainbow, fleeing desperately towards the Heavenly Court.

That speed was at least three times faster than when it came.

"Where do you think you're going!" Zhu Rong was still going to chase after her.

"Don't pursue a desperate enemy."

Lin Xuan called out to Zhu Rong.

He waved his fan, looking in the direction where Taiyi had disappeared, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

The goal of establishing authority today has been achieved.

If Taiyi were truly killed, that cunning old fox Hongjun would definitely jump out and take his side. This is perfect; it's a way to humiliate the demon race and make them avoid the witch race from now on.

more importantly……

Lin Xuan turned around and looked at the two goddesses behind him.

The focus now is on reaping the rewards of victory.