Primordial Era: I, Ksitigarbha, shall be the Supreme Being of the Primordial Era.

Zhu Rong cried out in pain, and his entire being became much weaker.

Taiyi wanted to expand his gains, so he raised his claws and grabbed at Zhurong again.

But this attack was unsuccessful.

Dijiang, filled with rage, slammed a punch at Taiyi.

As their fists and claws collided, the two men staggered back several steps.

Zhu Rong was also brought back by Di Jiang using this retreating force.

Seeing that Zhu Rong had escaped, Taiyi was furious and pointed at the Chaos Bell again, still wanting to use the Chaos Bell to suppress the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

But having learned their lesson once, the Twelve Ancestral Witches would not allow Taiyi to succeed again.

The ancestral witches formed a battle formation and successively unleashed their magical treasures to disperse and block the resounding sound of the Chaos Bell.

"Ha, you scruffy bird, we were fooled by your sneak attack before, how could we fall for it again?"

Zhu Rong brandished a large sword engulfed in flames to block the sound of the bell, but his mouth was not idle either.

"Haha, Zhurong, weakness is weakness, why make excuses for yourself?"

"Just wait and see how your brothers avenge you!"

Gonggong, with a human head and a snake's body, looked at Zhurong and mocked him.

The two witches are the ancestral witches of fire and water, respectively. Water and fire are mutually destructive, so they have always disliked each other and will fight each other whenever they have the chance.

However, due to the enemy, it is inconvenient to fight at this moment.

Even so, Gonggong couldn't resist mocking, "If you're injured, hide in the back. Don't show off and embarrass us for no reason!"

Zhu Rong was so angry at Gong Gong's words that his face turned red, and white breath kept coming out of his nose.

Seeing that the two witches were about to fight, Dijiang, as the head of the twelve ancestral witches, hurriedly scolded them, "What time is it? Aren't you ashamed? You two better shut up!"

Although Zhurong and Gonggong did not get along, they still respected their elder brother Dijiang.

Therefore, the two witches could only look at each other and snort coldly, then turn their heads away and stop looking at each other, but they were still thinking about finding an opportunity to beat each other up properly in the future.

Having subdued Zhurong and Gonggong, Dijiang addressed all the ancestral witches: "Since this scruffy bird dares to come knocking, then keep it here! Attack together, and show no mercy!"

"Yes, brother!" X11

Seeing that the Twelve Ancestral Witches had blocked his attack, Taiyi did not insist. He waved his hand and summoned back the Chaos Bell, which stood above his head for protection.

The twelve Ancestral Witches stepped forward and surrounded Taiyi.

"Hmph, Taiyi, today we will ensure your soul departs from this place!"

"Ha! You think you can do this? Bring it on!"

Taiyi chuckled, but his eyes were filled with solemnity. He did not underestimate the Twelve Ancestral Witches because he had injured Zhurong earlier.

Upon hearing this, the twelve Ancestral Witches all flashed a fierce light in their eyes and charged towards Taiyi.

In an instant, Taiyi was enveloped in various spiritual lights, and the sounds of the collision between the power of laws and the Chaos Bell were incessant.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches would occasionally throw a punch at Taiyi.

The malevolent energy contained within the fist power continuously eroded the protective aura that Chaos Bell had placed on Taiyi's body.

Even if the innate treasure is incredibly powerful, its owner, Taiyi, still faces twelve enemies at the same level.

Before long, the Chaos Bell appeared to be on the verge of collapse, and Taiyi's face paled, clearly indicating that he had exhausted too much of his magical power and could not continue.

Taiyi wanted to find a way to break through, but when he looked around, he found that the Twelve Ancestral Witches had sealed off all his escape routes, clearly not wanting to give him a chance to escape.

Just as the protective aura descending from the Chaos Bell was about to shatter, a shout suddenly came from afar.

"Using numbers to bully the few, you ancestral witches truly have no shame!"

A golden wheel shot towards Tianwu, the Ancestral Witch of Wind, who was blocking Taiyi's back, following the sound.

"Tianwu, watch out!"

Dijiang hurriedly reminded him, and Tianwu also sensed the chill behind him, so he quickly turned around and unleashed a tornado to block the golden wheel.

Fortunately, Tianwu reacted quickly and successfully blocked the golden wheel.

However, this also exposed a flaw in their strategy.

Upon seeing this, Taiyi instantly used the Rainbow Transformation Technique to escape from the encirclement of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

After being forced back by the tornado, the golden wheel turned around and flew back to the place where the voice had come from.

Seeing Taiyi escape, the ancestral witches' faces turned angry as they looked at the newcomer.

Tianwu, filled with remorse for letting Taiyi escape due to his negligence, glared at the newcomer and shouted, "Who are you, you villain, daring to ambush your Ancestral Witch Grandfather?"

"Hmph, a sneak attack?" Di Jun revealed himself, coldly snorting, "You all ganged up on my brother, overwhelming him with numbers. So what if I am ambushed you?"

"Big brother!" Taiyi looked at Dijun with surprise.

Di Jun scanned Taiyi's body and found that he was not injured, but had just exhausted himself, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

I rushed as fast as I could and managed to arrive just in time.

After nodding to Taiyi, Dijun said, "Taiyi, step back. I want to test just how strong the Twelve Ancestral Witches really are!"

Upon seeing this, Taiyi nodded in agreement and retreated behind Dijun to slowly regulate his breathing.

Di Jun put away the Sun Essence Wheel he had just used to attack Tian Wu, and then took out a diagram and a book.

This is precisely its accompanying spiritual treasure, the Hetu Luoshu, the two being one, reaching the level of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

Di Jun tossed the Hetu Luoshu into the air, and an invisible pressure pressed down on the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

A moment later, a large formation took shape in the air.

"Then you shall try my Primordial Chaos Formation!"

As Di Jun's voice fell, the twelve Ancestral Witches realized that the scene before them had changed in an instant, and an endless sea appeared before them.

"This situation is dangerous, everyone be careful!"

As the Time Ancestral Witch, Zhu Jiuyin was one of the few intellectuals among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and immediately reminded the other Ancestral Witches.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly began to blow in the previously calm sea.

The calm sea began to become turbulent under the influence of the hurricane.

In an instant, wind blades and giant waves engulfed the entire formation.

The twelve ancestral witches took great care to protect themselves, but if they were not careful, they would be scratched by the wind blades or swept into the sea by the giant waves.

Standing outside the great formation, Di Jun's eyes were cold, his hands constantly shifting, and his magical power continuously poured into the formation.

As Di Jun channeled more and more magical power into the formation, the storms within the Hunyuan Heluo Formation grew increasingly turbulent.

The ancestral witches, who were originally able to stand on the sea surface with difficulty, now looked somewhat disheveled.

Zhu Rong was already injured, and now the Hunyuan Heluo Formation was suppressing him.

Under the perception of the other ancestral witches, its aura grew increasingly weak, and its struggle in the waves became increasingly feeble.

Upon seeing this, Dijiang rushed to Zhurong's side and protected her tightly.

"We can't stay in this formation any longer; we must break it immediately!"

Dijiang casually shattered a towering wave and shouted to the other ancestral witches.

At this moment, Zhu Jiuyin suddenly stepped forward and shouted to the ancestral witches, "You all protect Zhu Rong first. Gonggong, you take me to check the surrounding area and see if we can find a weak point in this formation!"

"Alright!" Upon hearing this, Gonggong dared not delay and grabbed Zhujiuyin, then began to wander around the great formation.

This grand formation had little effect on him, so he had some spare power compared to the other ancestral witches.

Zhu Jiuyin relied on the laws of time to continuously search for traces of time within the great formation, attempting to find a way to break the formation by relying on these traces of time.

Outside, Di Jun coldly watched the two witches move around in the great formation and understood their intentions.

"Want to break the formation? You'd better take care of yourself first!"

Having said that, he cast a spell that condensed even more turbulent waves within the formation, which crashed down on the two witches in an attempt to stop them.