The Demon King looked at her helplessly, "If you hate him, you will hate him. It's not a day or two. If you hate him for a long time, you will not forget me."

Hou Tu glared at him helplessly.

This guy said this on purpose just as he knew he wouldn't hate him.

However, Houtu was not opposed to the decision he made forcibly. He needed someone to make a decision for him, and the Demon Emperor Daochen was the best candidate.

Soon Di Jiang, Daochen, and Destiny left the underworld.

After they arrived at the demon world.

Daochen looked at Di Jiang, "This experiment is actually to inject the origin of the chaos gods and demons into you. There are no other dangers, but it is possible that you will burst out."

"After all, you are not a holy realm. Although your body is born strong, it's a pity that you have a high opinion of yourself and you don't have the ultimate development at all, so that your physical strength is average."

In fact, what he said was just relative to Dao Chen himself.

For the prehistoric creatures, the body of the witch clan is comparable to that of the prehistoric spiritual weapons, and the degree of hardness can be imagined.

Di Jiang shook his head awkwardly, "Uh, what do I need to do?"

Daochen looked at him with a smile, "In order to prevent you from being profuse, we will perform a series of exercises on you next. The process may be a bit cruel. I hope you can tolerate it."

As soon as these words were spoken, Di Jiang subconsciously shivered. If the Demon Emperor could say such words, the days ahead would definitely not be good.

He looked at Daochen with some timidity, "Can you withdraw?"

Daochen looked at him with some amusement, "Are you scared at this time? It's a pity that it's too late."

From the later Demon Emperor Palace, Di Jiang's miserable screams came from time to time.

Even the Lord of Fate cursed that the Demon King was really perverted and treated the ancestor witch like this.

One day, the ancestor witch Di Jiang walked out of the palace with golden light on his body.

His aura was extremely violent, and his whole body exuded a violent aura. He was staring at the surroundings like a beast, looking for reasons.

Daochen and fate followed closely. Daochen looked at him with a smile, "How about this transformation, does it feel like his strength has increased greatly? Is there an urge to challenge me?"

Di Jiang, who was extremely violent just now, instantly felt like he was hitting a wilted eggplant. "The Demon Emperor was joking. No matter how capable I am, I would never dare to challenge you. Your strength crushed me several times!"

The Lord of Fate looked at him disdainfully, "Just you? Daochen has a strength of one ten thousand to crush you. Otherwise, why do you think the status of the Demon King is so high? Even Tiandao and I have to treat him equally, an ordinary demon clan."

Di Jiang quickly complimented, "Mr. Fate said it right, it's true. I'm not even one ten thousandth of the Demon King's. It was not until this time that I knew what it means to look at the sky in a well, and what it means to have someone outside of people and there is a sky outside of heaven."

"Now I have reached the limit. Can I merge into the origin of the Chaos Demon God?"

Daochen looked at him and thought for a moment, "It's OK, but you still have to be prepared. Your resistance is greater than you imagined. Don't be blindly confident. You must be clear that you will face yourself, Pangu, and the shackles of the imprint in your genetic imprint."

"It is extremely difficult to break through yourself."

Di Jiang's face was solemn. How could he not know? But he had already done his best. If it didn't work at this time, I'm afraid the witch clan would really not have a chance to break through.

This is the opportunity that Houtu finally won them, and must not be missed.

He said solemnly to the Demon King, "I will definitely be able to break through, and I will not be able to break through. If I cannot break through, I would rather die."

He is ready for sacrifice.

The witch clan is still waiting for his good news, and he can't just give up.

The Demon Emperor Daochen looked at him, "I think you still have a chance, so don't be too pessimistic."

"This time, in order to make you suffer, I used the water of the Styx to train your body. The weak water of the Tianhe River to wash your dirt. I have arranged countless formations in every acupoint of yours to enhance your physical strength as much as possible."

"Plus with the erosion of the power of chaos, this is the most difficult, but you still survived it, and your body has gradually adapted to the power of chaos."

"Next, as long as your will is firm enough, I believe you can still break through."

"But even if you succeed, it does not mean that other witch tribes can succeed. They must repeat your process. You know the cruelty of this process very well."

The ancestor witch Emperor Jiang nodded, "Please rest assured, Lord Demon King, I am very confident in my brothers and sisters. If I can tolerate it, they can also tolerate it."

"Please don't underestimate the will of the witch clan, especially the will of the ancestor witch."

"I believe that as long as we can face it together in the future, no difficulties will be difficult."

"At least I'm living well, and everyone else must be fine."

Daochen highly recognized the unity of the witch clan.

Like the human race, they are extremely united with their own tribesmen. They care about each other and support each other, and they have come step by step to this day.

According to the normal historical trajectory, these ancestor witches should have long been submerged in the dust of history.

But now they can appear in this era and live well, which is also a kind of progress.

"Mr. Demon King, please start!"

The ancestor witch Emperor Jiang couldn't wait to say.

He has been waiting for too long, so he will never allow himself to fail.

"Okay, let's start!"

The Demon Emperor looked at him calmly and was still very satisfied with him. At least Di Jiang is a guy with strong will and has not let down his trust.

The Demon King took out a Chaos Demon God Origin, "This origin is hard-won. He comes from the ancient Chaos Demon God. However, the Demon Saint is dead and can't die anymore. He wants to be resurrected. After his failure, he chose to surrender to me. However, some accidents later caused the two of them to be completely destroyed and only the origin was left."

"I originally planned to revive them, but their soul consciousness was not left at all. They had already died once, so there was no chance."

"Now this opportunity has been given to you, I hope you can seize it."

"As long as you can succeed, I will go to Chaos Demon God in Chaos and hunt a group of you for you, so that all the ancestor witches can evolve at the same time."

He knew what these guys were thinking.

They will not give up on any of them. Similarly, even if they break through, they will try their best to get others together.

Di Jiang saluted a solemnly, "Thank you, Lord Demon King, if there was no Demon King, the Witch Clan would not have this opportunity. If the Witch Clan can turn over in the future, everything will be the Lord's credit."
Chapter completed!