Heh heh heh!
Ye Xuan seemed to have completely entered a demonic state. Even his laughter was extremely eerie. With a wave of his palm, numerous members of the Witch Clan perished on the spot, and he devastated thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, leaving the entire Witch Clan's heaven and earth in ruins.
The mountains and rivers turned to ashes, blood rain filled the sky, and six Ancestor Witches were heavily injured. They gathered together, their eyes filled with terror as they watched Ye Xuan, powerless to stop his massacre of the Witch Clan people.
"This person is too terrifying. Unless all twelve of us from the Ancient Twelve Ancestor Witches are here, no one can balance him." Blood oozed from the corner of Zhu Rong's mouth as he spoke, his voice trembling.
"This demon's cultivation and physical strength are terrifyingly strong, already beyond a Quasi-Saint. Just who is he?" Ancestor Witch Tian Hao spoke in horror.
