The Holy Path of the Primordial World Shines Brightly

Chapter 9 We agreed to flop together, but you guys actually made it through?

Ten people against ten people, which is fair in terms of numbers.

They are all at the level of True Immortals, so their strength is equal.

So, is there a problem with a fair fight?

After listening to Houtu Zuwu's words and understanding their meaning, Feng Xi almost collapsed.

"This... you call this fair?!"

He barely suppressed the urge to jump up and shout angrily; his mouth tasted incredibly bitter.

Ten Ancestral Witches!

Isn't that giving them way too much credit?

For a true immortal with the eyesight and wisdom of a Great Luo level, dealing with ten of them would be like using a cannon to kill a mosquito, let alone ten!

Is this not bullying?

"This is supposed to be special training? Are you sure you don't intend to drive us to our mental breakdown?"

"There were only twelve Ancestral Witches, and now ten have suddenly appeared... Are they ganging up on the Three Pure Ones and Hongjun? Or are they ganging up on Emperor Jun and Taiyi?"

Feng Xi felt as if a huge omen of death was flashing above her head.

A lineup of ten Ancestral Witches!

A battle between people of the same realm?

Unless they have alt accounts of powerful beings like Hongjun, Daode, Yuanshi, Lingbao, Zhuangzi, Wenzi, Taiyi, etc., they have no hope of a 50/50 chance!

In Feng Xi's stunned gaze, a divine light shone in this universe, guarding the arrival of the other nine Ancestral Witches.

Legend has it that the Ancestral Witches were formed from the essence of Pangu's blood. Each of the Ancestral Witches has a unique appearance and an unconventional style.

Manipulating dragons and snakes, it's exactly like the emo/shamate style of the prehistoric world.

Of course, that's what she thought, but she wouldn't dare say it out loud...

He could only watch helplessly as the great ancestral witch manifested her divine form, shaking the entire universe.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were renowned throughout the primordial world, possessing unparalleled supernatural powers.

They each hold a specific path—time and space, metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, rain, thunder, lightning, and weather… The cycle of heaven and earth is complete and natural.

The combined Dao of the Twelve Ancestral Witches can elucidate all phenomena and laws of the primordial universe, and is almost the foundation of heaven and earth and the source of all Dao!

If they join forces, the effect they produce will not be additive, but multiplicative!

At this moment, all the ancestral witches except for Thunder and Lightning had arrived.

Shaped like a yellow sac, red as cinnabar fire, with six legs and four wings, and a chaotic, faceless form, this being is the ancestral shaman of space—Dijiang.

The Time God, named Zhu Jiuyin, has a human head and a dragon's body, and his entire body is crimson. He controls the long river of time.

These are two extraordinary Ancestral Witches, who respectively govern time and space, and are considered the supreme laws in the eyes of the world. Even the life essence of the Great Luo—the eternal freedom of endless time and space—is inseparable from the domains they are proficient in.

Their appearance caused spacetime in this universe to fluctuate, stirring up a terrifying void wave.

Although his cultivation level is suppressed to that of a True Immortal, he has not lost his understanding of the Great Dao and his experience in mastering the laws is still there... How can one defeat such an opponent?

The mere presence of two Ancestral Witches nearly extinguished Feng Xi's hopes of victory.

Moreover, when he saw the remaining ancestral witch statues... he could only utter two words, "Hehe," and prepare to face a brutal beating as part of his so-called "special training."

With a human body and a snake's tail, seven hands behind her back and two hands in front of her chest, holding a flying serpent, she is the ancestral witch of the central earth—Houtu.

Its entire body is as green as bamboo, with a bird's body and a human face, riding two dragons. It is the ancestral shaman of wood in the East - Jumang.

With a python's head and a human body, covered in black scales, stepping on a black dragon, and with a green python wrapped around his hand, he was Gonggong, the ancestral shaman of the northern waters.

With a beast's head and a human body, covered in red scales, with fire snakes piercing his ears and riding on a fire dragon, he is Zhu Rong, the ancestral sorcerer of fire in the south.

With a human face and a tiger's body, covered in golden scales, with wings growing from its shoulder blades, a snake piercing its left ear, and riding two dragons, it is Ru Shou, the ancestral witch of the Western metal element.

The five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth converge, with the earth element at the center, connecting the four directions. A vast and profound Daoist rhythm is revealed, causing all things to change and flow in the cycle of birth and death in the universe.

In addition, there is the Ancestral Witch of Wind—Tianwu, with eight human heads, a tiger's body, and ten tails.

The Ancestral Witch of Rain—Xuanming, has a body like a ferocious giant beast, covered in bone spurs.

The Ancestral Weather Witch – Shebi Shi, with a human face and a beast's body, dog-like ears with green snakes hanging from them.

The ten ancestral witches gathered together, their faces expressionless as they looked down at the ten influential figures of the Houtu tribe's 1404 district, like hunters sizing up their prey, with an air of life and death in their hands.

"That's going too far!" Jun sighed. "Is it really necessary?"

"Agreed." Qiong Sang nodded, deeply agreeing.

"Ten Ancestral Witches... Can we lose in a way that's respectable?" Yu Chen asked worriedly. "I'm not afraid of losing, I'm afraid of losing in a humiliating way."

"If this gets dug up later...it'll be so embarrassing!"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid," Qingxuan reassured him. "We can just deny it when the time comes."

"Like you, Yu Chen, being pinned to the ground and beaten, does that have anything to do with...?"

"Easy for you to say." Bo Yang shook his head, neither agreeing nor disagreeing with Qing Xuan's statement.

"What else can we do?" Ji Ran retorted.

……

Several of Fengxi's teammates were saying some strange things.

He couldn't understand it, and he was too lazy to listen.

Feng Xi was simply pondering this with great sadness...

When he's being tortured later, will he struggle or not?

"The difference in experience and knowledge is like heaven and earth. If I were to run into the Ancestral Witch, I would be utterly crushed from beginning to end!"

After thinking for a while, Feng Xi decided to give up the futile resistance.

As for learning and improving through being beaten... sorry, he's not a masochist and doesn't have such a special hobby.

His teammates unanimously agreed with this.

"We don't have a masochistic streak."

"That's right, why demean yourself like that?"

"Strong is strong, weak is weak... To complain about feeling good after being beaten is simply not the style of our generation!"

Bo Yang gave Feng Xi's opinion a thumbs up.

Qingxuan also gave Fengxi's opinion a thumbs up.

Jun, Yu Chen, Darong, Li Lu, Zi Xiu... maintain the same formation as above.

"Let's fight separately... otherwise, if the Ancestral Witches join forces and the Great Dao resonates, we will suffer a terrible defeat." Jun narrowed his eyes, a sharp glint flashing within them, and took the initiative to meet them.

This served as a signal, initiating the duel.

The ten ancestral witches, some shaking their heads, others smiling, each went their own way, randomly choosing a target as their opponent.

For example, Feng Xi was chosen by Di Jiang.

With the Ancestral Witch of Space as his opponent... it's clear that his luck isn't very good.

The Great Path of Space is top-notch when it comes to disgusting people.

With the option to attack or retreat, Feng Xi might try her best but still fail to even touch a single piece of Di Jiang Zu Wu's clothing, and end up being passively attacked the entire time.

"well……"

"At least I have nine teammates to take the beating with me... It's not just me who's embarrassed!"

Feng Xi thought about it for a moment, and then calmed down... He was very open-minded and didn't care about personal honor or disgrace at the moment.

Then--

"Holy crap?!"

The moment the special training battle erupted, and the other nine pairs of True Immortals began to fight, Feng Xi uttered a curse to express his astonishment and disbelief.

"Are you all this fierce?"

"Are you guys really my teammates?"

"We agreed to flop together like dogs, but you guys quietly made it big?!"

Contrary to his expectations, the nine Ancestral Witches slaughtered indiscriminately.

The battle is at a stalemate!

(End of this chapter)