"Even if I stand at the pinnacle in the future, but have no one by my side, living alone and aimlessly in this world, is this what Ye Xuan wants?"
Weathered, lonely, desolate, Ye Xuan's aura was extremely decadent, his voice was hoarse and weary. He kept questioning himself, surrounded by a desolate and sorrowful aura, as if he had fallen into an eternal state of sadness.
"I've found you!"
Suddenly, the six Ancestor Witches outside let out a furious roar. The Twelve Dutian Gods and Demons Formation was indeed terrifying. Even though Ye Xuan's Divine Skills were earth-shattering, within this greatest formation of the Three Realms, he couldn't hide for long and was directly located by the six Ancestor Witches.
Rumble!
Boundless evil energy shattered the void. Six black Banners broke through the barriers of space, crashing down on Ye Xuan's body, forcing him to reappear within the Witch Clan Heaven and Earth.
Buzz!
