Just like ants facing immortals and gods, and birds and beasts facing their natural enemies, the moment Pangu's will appeared, the thought of immortality of Patriarch Styx trembled. The basic thought of immortality seemed extremely fragile at this moment.
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Deep underground, Wan Wuyi, who has arrived at the location of the Qilin clan, is also paying attention to this battle. He still values the Ancestor Styx who has turned to his own side.
After all, this is the first great master in the prehistoric times to transfer to a side sect, and the first innate god to successfully transfer to another sect.
The previous performance of Ancestor Styx made Wan Wuyi very satisfied. He did not lose his reputation as a heretic, but instead made the path he created famous and made countless living beings want to practice. This is something Wan Wuyi is happy to see.
Made.
However, at the moment when the Thirteen Ancestral Witches joined forces, when the Twelve Heavenly Divine Evil Formation appeared, Wan Wuyi fell silent, his eyes full of solemnity. His previous understanding of the Witch Clan was that everyone in this clan
They all have terrifying physical bodies, and their souls, true spirits, and physical bodies are completely integrated into one, regardless of each other. They are a group that purely follows the path of body refining.
When he was still in the world, he had penetrated a lot of immortal thoughts through the ancient barrier, which turned the Witch Clan upside down and made him not think much of the Witch Clan.
But now his mind was greatly shaken. He never expected that this witch clan who only cultivated the physical body could actually have such means. As soon as the twelve capitals of the gods came out, the will of Pangu swept across the ancient world, and in an instant, the entire ancient world was destroyed.
Countless creatures trembled.
The prehistoric world was opened up by Pangu. He was the God of Creation of this original world. Even the mountains and rivers of the prehistoric land, including many of the original stars in the starry sky, were transformed from Pangu's body. There are also countless ethnic groups who came from Pangu.
At the moment when Pangu's will appeared, all the creatures in the ancient world had a heart of surrender. This heart of surrender appeared naturally and could not be stopped or disobeyed.
What shocked Wan Wuyi even more was that Pangu's will was firmly restrained against his heresy. As the founder of the heresy, he was fully aware of the shortcomings of his own way.
The Tao he created is the Tao of pure will. When encountering something like Pangu's will, which can be called the supreme will, he will immediately fall at a disadvantage. In a pure competition of will, he is no match at all. The gap between the two cannot be measured in Tao.
Before Patriarch Styx turned to the side sect, he refined a billion blood gods, and his own will was magnificent, but when faced with Pangu's will, his little will was vulnerable.
This is also true. After the thirteen ancestral witches attracted the shadow of Pangu, a ray of Pangu's will came. This wisp of will did not have its own spiritual wisdom, but was controlled by the thirteen ancestral witches.
Di Jiang took the lead, and with the cooperation of the other ancestral witches, they pulled this ray of will and condensed it into one finger of Pangu's shadow.
The shadow of Pangu that was hundreds of millions of miles up and down stretched his finger, and saw a faint flicker of light, and the ancestor of Styx let out a shrill scream.
He couldn't avoid this advice. It was similar to Emperor Slayer's My Dao Miao. They were both sure-hit killing techniques. The shadow of Pangu was in the ancient world, and the entire ancient world was his dojo and his domain.
In the wilderness, there is no way to avoid the River Styx.
He even felt that the entire prehistoric world was targeting him and rejecting him. This rejection made him unable to move, and he was almost suppressed by the entire original world.
Bang!
Ancestor Styx exploded amidst the shrill screams, and his immortal thoughts shattered into billions of parts and scattered across the sky.
Bang!
At this moment, the shadow of Pangu who was hundreds of millions of miles away disintegrated and transformed into the thirteen ancestral witches again, and the vast evil spirit of Dutian God also returned to them.
The thirteen ancestral witches who reappeared were all bleeding from the corners of their mouths. They looked extremely depressed, as if they had exhausted all their strength. This was indeed the case. The current thirteen ancestral witches were far from reaching their peak. With their current status,
The power is barely enough to condense Pangu's shadow and strike out with one blow. After one blow, the power will be exhausted and the formation will disperse.
But the power of this blow also shocked the entire prehistoric world. Even Hongjun knew for the first time that the Wu Clan had such terrifying methods.
"How is this possible? The witch clan actually has such a trump card. The thirteen ancestral witches joined forces and were able to attract Pangu's will and condense Pangu's true form!"
Hongjun's shock was not surprising. From beginning to end, the Wu Clan, a group that specializes in physical training, seemed out of place in the prehistoric world. Hongjun didn't pay much attention to it. He only knew that they were descendants of Pangu's bloodline, but they followed a path unique to the prehistoric world.
He had no intention of dealing with him.
How do you deal with people who are not on the same page from the beginning to the end?
Moreover, Hongjun did not pay much attention to the Wu clan in the past, thinking that this was another ethnic group that would gradually disappear with the passage of time.
But after they came up with such shocking formations as the Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Demons, things became different. With such formations as their trump card, who could destroy the Witch Clan?
Hongjun thought to himself that even if he tried his best, he could not stop the attack of the Thirteen Ancestral Witches who condensed the true form of Pangu. In Hongjun's view, the attack just aimed at the ancestor of Styx had already mobilized the original power of the ancient world.
The original power of the prehistoric era has always been exclusive to the Supreme Heavenly Dao, but at this moment, there is an exception.
"To become a saint, you must become a saint quickly, otherwise if the witch clan develops, they may have the final say in the world!"
Hongjun's will to become a saint has never been stronger.
It's a pity that whether he can become a saint or not is not up to him. Great opportunity, great understanding, great perseverance, and great luck are all indispensable. He even needs the permission of the supreme heaven. Without the permission of the supreme heaven, he cannot become a saint. At most, he can achieve success.
Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.
Although the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal and the Saint are in the same realm, their combat power is different. The Saint can obtain the permission of the Supreme Heavenly Dao and mobilize part of the original great power for blessing.
However, Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian could not do this. He simply reached the realm, passed the test of the Supreme Heavenly Dao, and then broke through.
In other words, the saint is the fruition status, while the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian is the cultivation realm of the monk.
Compared to Hongjun, the other prehistoric powers are even more shocking. The names of the Thirteen Ancestral Witches of the Wu Clan are not very prestigious in the prehistoric world. At most, they can be regarded as standing in the forest of strong men, and they are far from being considered.
It's the pinnacle.
But starting from today, they have already stood at the top. With the Twelve Capitals' Formation of Gods and Gods set up jointly, no one can be their opponent.
Whoosh!
Amid the shocked gazes of the entire prehistoric world, Ancestor Styx reluctantly gathered up the scattered Immortal Thought, but most of it was lost. The Immortal Thought indeed has the mystery of immortality, even if it was struck by a blow that condensed Pangu's will.
Even though it was not completely wiped out, there was still a small half left.
This is because the Thirteen Ancestral Witches are not strong enough. They can only condense Pangu's shadow, but not Pangu's true form. If it were Pangu's true form, Styx would never survive, even if he claimed to be immortal.
He will be obliterated by Pangu's will, like an eraser, erasing him from the prehistoric world.
Ancestor Styx, who had saved his life, didn't care about anything else and ran away quickly. He didn't think about anything else for a long time. He didn't care about any face. He didn't even leave a harsh word behind. He was frightened by Pangu's will.
At this moment, the Thirteen Ancestral Witches had exhausted all their strength and could not pursue him, otherwise it would be difficult for him to escape.
The ancestor of Styx who was escaping used his Blood Sea Escape Technique and turned directly into a blood shadow. The speed was incredibly fast, far beyond ordinary escape techniques, and even faster than the Rainbow Transformation Technique.