"Meow!"
The Orange Cat's eyes flashed with an eerie green light. It pressed its paws together and bowed toward the void, as though worshipping a god.
A strange power flowed through its palm-sized body. In the blink of an eye, the negative effects brought by the Wood-Stone Witch Mask vanished completely.
Great swathes of roots withered and curled up, falling to the ground as ashes while emitting wisps of green smoke with a sizzle.
It could save itself, but it could do nothing about the little beasts and the rooster.
The Orange Cat glanced at Zhou You, then turned back and swallowed the two Young Demons in one gulp.
The next moment, it stepped gracefully forward, leapt into the clouds, and disappeared into the distance.
Zhou You spread his hands at Yan Baihu, as if asking, Do I still need to show mercy?
The Orange Cat was unexpectedly an old acquaintance. It had once been a warehouse manager working for Zhou You. Later, it had gotten lost amid the chaos in Gongliang City; when they met again, it had already become an unfathomably mysterious Young Demon.
"Only the ancestor can personally explain matters concerning demons to you. I have no authority to reveal them."
Yan Baihu said solemnly, "Zhou You, you have seen it as well. The Witch Artifact is immensely powerful. The Witch Clan will not let this go."
Sure enough, after witnessing the Wood-Stone Witch Mask's power, those Witch Clan Martial Artists no longer paid attention to the Medicine Fields. Every one of them stared at the Witch Artifact instead.
Lianzi Xiu and the others also sensed that something was wrong. They raised their guard and confronted them.
"Zhou You, hand over the Witch Artifact! Across the Fifty Provinces, no matter where you flee, we Witch Clan will