"Who are you?"
Six colossal figures stood tall in the void, each of the six Ancestor Witches emanating terrifying radiance that shot towards the sky.
Ju Mang, the Ancestor Witch of Eastern Wood, at this moment was slightly furrowing his brow, looking at Ye Xuan, a hint of barely discernible heaviness in his eyes.
"Daring to intrude into the ancestral land of the Witch Clan and kill our people, you are indeed bold." Zhu Rong's temper was the most fiery, the Ancestral Witch Divine Fire burning fiercely, causing the surrounding void to keep disintegrating.
"Where do you hail from, Daoist?" The face of Xuanming Ancestor Witch was uncertain, probing Ye Xuan cautiously.
"Daoist, your cultivation is profound; may I know which divine being you are?"
