"No!"
"We are unwilling!"
The lingering sound of the bell echoed. Accompanied by the screams of the Ancestral Witches, it didn't take long for the sky above the Nether Sea to become empty.
A tiny ancient bell floated quietly on Han Xuanji's palm, exuding a supreme majesty that stabilized Chaos and suppressed all eternity.
Han Xuanji's gaze calmly swept across the Twelve Ancestral Witches below. He had to admit that these Ancestral Witches were indeed thick-skinned and quite durable.
This Ancestral Witch body, formed from the essence blood of the Immortal Ancestor, was uniquely blessed and exceptionally tough. Ordinary Primordial Chaos experts would likely find it difficult to harm their foundation even with full strength. Although suppressed now, their Origin remained, and their life force was not yet extinguished.
Being hit by such a move of his, they still had the strength to cry out.
But then again, they were descendants of the Immortal Ancestor after all, and they specialized in the Physical Body and the Dao of Heaven and Earth Nature. Their vitality was incredibly tenacious.
"Who else?"
Han Xuanji spoke slowly, his eyes still indifferent.There was dead silence on the field. With a casual wave of Han Xuanji's hand, the chaos bell quietly vanished as if it had never appeared.
"Where is that fellow, the Demon Ancestor?"
Han Xuanji glanced indifferently into the distance, seeing the Demon Ancestor hiding his figure once again.
This fellow was extremely cunning. Last time the Lord of Greed was defeated by him, this guy simply ran away without saying a word.
His concealment methods were also extremely sophisticated; even he could not determine the exact location.
The few times he appeared before him, it was always in the form of an Incarnation. Even if you caught the Incarnation, the opponent could sever the connection at any time. This was also why the Demon Ancestor was so troublesome.
In the Xuantian Dao Palace camp, the Disciples led by Li Taiqing and Lu Fan were currently feeling a surge of emotions, unable to contain themselves.
"Master!"
Li Taiqing was beyond excited.
Nangong Wenjian, Lin Potian, Jiang Hao, and the others were also extremely excited, sharing in the glory.
What is invincibility?
Han Xuanji was the perfect interpretation of this word. Especially Xiao Hong, the former Primeval Demon God and Nine Nether Devouring Phoenix, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.
These were the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who once reigned supreme over the world and were unimaginably arrogant. He had personally witnessed their Divine Might; even he had to retreat upon seeing the Ancestral Witches.
"Too powerful..."
Xiao Hong murmured to himself.
"These are the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Even the Dao Ancestor avoided their edge for many years before finally suppressing them one by one."
Yet Han Xuanji, with a casual gesture, had directly accomplished what the Dao Ancestor of the past could not.
He felt that even that dog, Annihilation, was no match for his Master!
Xiao Hong pondered in his heart, thinking that once he made a Breakthrough to the Wuji Realm, he would go pick a fight with the Nirvana Dao Venerable. If he couldn't win, he'd call Han Xuanji for help!
Hearing this, Lu Fan smiled and said:
"This is our Master. In time, he will surely surpass the Dao Ancestor and reach the pinnacle of Chaos... even surpassing the Immortal Ancestor and opening up a vista never before seen in Chaos."
"That's right, it is our honor to follow in Master's footsteps."
Lin Potian murmured.
At this moment, he seemed to recall the first time he met Han Xuanji.
From then on, he was certain that this Senior Brother was by no means an ordinary Mortal.
But he never imagined that this 'extraordinariness' would be so exaggerated. Even after coming to the Immortal Realm where Powerful Experts are as common as clouds, he still stood at the very top.
The eyes of the Xuantian Dao Palace Disciples were filled with fanaticism. Even the Disciples far away in the Thirty-Three Heavens witnessed this scene.
Not just them, but the Powerful Experts from the Underworld were also completely convinced at this moment.
Originally, they had a slight dissatisfaction with the Nether Lord's submission to the Xuantian Dao Venerable, but now it had all vanished, and their hearts were full of approval for the Nether Lord.
This is called foresight!
Over the years, the Powerful Experts of the Underworld had also contributed a lot, fighting side by side with everyone and gaining the recognition of many Disciples of the Xuantian Dao Palace.
In the distance, the expressions of the gods and immortals of the heavens were shocked beyond measure.
Those ancient existences of the Immortal Realm, various great powers, and Sect Old Ancestors who were hidden in various parts of the Void Realm and watching the battle with intertwined Divine Thoughts were now completely speechless.
All the previous speculations about Han Xuanji's strength were entirely wrong.
No one had expected that Han Xuanji would deal with these Twelve Ancestral Witches so easily.
"Turning hands into clouds and covering hands into rain... Only today do I know the true meaning of these words!"
A white-bearded old immortal who had lived since primeval times and had witnessed the Dao Ancestor's style murmured to himself, his eyes full of admiration.
"The Xuantian Bell rings, and all laws return to silence... Such a Divine Ability is no longer something we can measure."
"This kind of scene is truly a phenomenon never seen since ancient times!"
"Who is the peak at the end of the Immortal Dao? Seeing Xuantian, the Dao becomes void!"
The Divine Thought of another Immortal Emperor who governed a great Sect shook, and he unhesitatingly pushed Han Xuanji to an unprecedented height.
Previously, some might have felt that Han Xuanji was a newly ascended Limitless Primordial expert and that his foundation might not be as deep as the old-timers, but at this moment, no one dared to think so anymore.
This was no longer a question of the depth of foundation; his strength had already surpassed their imagination.
The Heavenly Emperor stood alone in the void, surrounded by imperial Qi. In those eyes that were accustomed to seeing peerless experts, waves of difficult-to-calm shock were currently surging.
He looked at Han Xuanji's green-robed figure standing with hands behind his back, then looked at the silent purgatory below, with only four words in his heart:
Deep and unfathomable!
Recalling the past, how brilliant and talented his teacher, the Dao Ancestor, was. He opened up the Immortal Dao and ended the primeval turmoil, but even suppressing the Twelve Ancestral Witches took effort and long-term planning before succeeding.
Yet this Xuantian Dao Venerable before him, while laughing and talking, pointed a finger at Di Jiang, broke the great array in one move, and subdued the Twelve Ancestral Witches in one strike, acting with such ease as if he were just brushing dust off his clothes.
This strength, this composure... The Heavenly Emperor had to admit in his heart that he was indeed far behind the other party.
At the same time, he also strengthened his determination to leave the position of Heavenly Emperor.
If he remained bound by this position of Heavenly Emperor, he feared he would never be able to catch up with Han Xuanji's footsteps.
At this moment, the Evil Qilin and other primeval giants subconsciously took another half-step back and lowered their once-arrogant heads.
They had previously held the idea of cooperating with their "old buddies," the Ancestral Witches, and then taking the opportunity to reap benefits, and were even somewhat arrogant.
Now, having witnessed Han Xuanji's overwhelming Divine Might in suppressing the Twelve Ancestral Witches with a flick of his finger, those little thoughts had long been crushed to pieces by boundless fear.
The Ancestral Witches working together were not even a match for a single blow. If they went up, they probably wouldn't even have the qualification to make the other party look at them twice!
At this moment, their hearts were filled with panic and helplessness, wishing they could shrink into the depths of the Nether Sea and return to that Reincarnation Purgatory.
Being in prison is better than being dead!
The most panicked was none other than the Evil Qilin.
"Holy crap... I was so arrogant before, surely Lord Xuantian Dao Venerable won't remember me, right?"
The Evil Qilin was the first to react. Its body, as massive as a mountain and hideously terrifying, immediately shrank. It unhesitatingly prostrated itself, deeply burying that fierce head that once commanded the winds and clouds.
Only the roaring of the wind and waves of the Nether Sea could be heard as the Evil Qilin said in a humble attitude:
"Dao Venerable above! This small beast was ignorant and offended your heavenly majesty. I deserve ten thousand deaths! I only hope that the Dao Venerable will take into account that this small beast has just escaped from hardship and is muddled in mind, and grant me forgiveness!"
It even went so far as to cast aside its dignity, casting a pleading gaze toward Xiao Hong in the crowd, its voice trembling with a sob:
"Ph... Phoenix Fellow Daoist! You and I knew each other in our humble beginnings and once traveled Chaos together. I hope you can put in a few good words for this small beast for the sake of our past friendship!
This small beast is willing to grind its bones and scatter its ashes to follow under the Dao Venerable's seat!"