"People from Tianjiu Lingshan and the Wu Clan also came to the temple space."

At this time, the old man who had been silent until now spoke.

It seems that he can sense the situation in the temple space.

"Witch tribe, who showed up?"

Taoist Yuanshi asked.

"Di Jiang, one of the twelve ancestral witches, the others did not show up."

The thin old man said.

"Back then, a drop of blood flowed out of the Zixiao Palace. It was intercepted by us, divided into twelve, and integrated into the bodies of the twelve Jushan people, making their combat power the strongest in the Tribulation Realm in one breath."

"Then the Jushan Clan changed its name to the Wu Clan, and the twelve of them also became the Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Wu Clan."

"It seems that when Emperor Jiang comes to the temple space, he is also heading towards the source of God, but we cannot let them get the source of God."

"How about taking action, beheading him and extracting some of his blood."
Chapter completed!