Primordial World.
At the base of Buzhou Mountain.
A Mysterious Space.
In front of the Pangu Palace!
Twelve enormous blood cocoons had already attained Spiritual Wisdom.
Through Divine Thought, they had been closely following the Combat between Ancestor Dragon and the ten fierce Primordial Beings.
Had it not been for the Array protecting the outside of the Pangu Palace, the repercussions they would have felt would have been no small matter.
Those terrifying Tao Rules attacks, unpredictable yet extraordinarily powerful Treasure Techniques.
Clash after clash, the impact shook the very foundations of Primordial Heaven and Earth.
The twelve blood cocoons were to be the future Twelve Ancestor Witches, and they had long met the conditions for Transforming, but for some unknown reason, whenever they were about to Transform, a mysterious power would envelope their blood cocoons, preventing the transformation.
Over time, they had grown accustomed to it.
