After Lu Zhigang killed the Great Witches present, the Witch Chiefs arrived.
This proved that the Witchmen's control over the northern lands was extremely tight. Even when exterminating the Ten Thousand Poison Marsh Sea, they had sent Witch Chiefs to hold the field.
One had to know that an ordinary sect like the Ten Thousand Poison Marsh Sea had no Grandmasters stationed within it. Sending out more than ten Great Witches already counted as a full-force deployment.
"..."
Lu Chongsheng secretly transmitted her voice, explaining the Witchmen's style.
When they had previously destroyed sects such as Great Dayin Mountain and Wanxiu Mountain, the Witchmen had used all their strength even to hunt a rabbit with a lion. Witch Chiefs had participated in every battle, and every sect had been crushed with overwhelming force.
Zhou You found it utterly absurd. Where had the Witchmen found so many powerful experts?
"Lu Zhigang, it really is you!"
A Witchman clad in a White Robe descended from the sky, faint Grandmaster-level power spilling from his body.
When he saw "Lu Zhigang," he showed no doubt whatsoever and immediately confirmed his identity.
Zhou You asked curiously, "Have you seen me before?"
Logically speaking, the other party was a Witch Chief. He should not have paid attention to a junior like him.
The Witchman shook his head. "Never seen you. Back when I fought Northern Xuan Prefectural Lord by the sea, you were still serving Poison Grand Peak, groveling and currying favor!" The words were undoubtedly venomous mockery, ridiculing his lowly origins and how he had risen by kissing Poison Grand Peak's foul feet.
Yet Zhou You caught the crucial information within them.
Back then, the Six Great Witch Chiefs had besieged Northern Xuan Prefectural Lord, fighting one brutal battle after another. Could this Witchman have