The sparring matches between the Golden Winged Great Peng Bird and Guang Chengzi, and between Daoist Taixu and Xiang Liu, came to an end one after another.
The atmosphere around the Dao Discussion Platform grew ever more fervent, with cheers rising and falling among the cultivators below, lingering without end.
Yet what truly shocked the various powers was not the brilliance of the matches themselves, but the deep reserves they revealed.
Every Great Witch of the Witch Race possessed a formidable body and heaven-defying combat strength.
Hou Yi's archery bordered on the divine; his Nine Arrows in Succession could shoot down the sun, moon, and stars.
Chi You's saber techniques were tyrannical; the moment Tiger Soul emerged, killing intent soared into the heavens.
Xing Tian's Shield-Axe was peerless, his strength enough to uproot mountains and his spirit enough to overshadow the world.
Kuafu's staff cast mountainlike shadows; a single blow could shatter untold numbers of Great Thousand Worlds.
Xiang Liu's poisonous mist spread far and wide, making even experts at the Hunyuan Golden Immortal Pinnacle wary.
Lightning flashed around Yu Qiang, its thunderous might capable of destroying heaven and earth.
With a shake of Feng Bo's Wind Bag, the nine heavens gale swept through all things.
With a tilt of Yu Shi's Rain Bottle, the nine heavens weak water submerged the firmament.
Every one of these Great Witches had reached the Hunyuan Golden Immortal Pinnacle, and every one possessed terrifying strength sufficient to hold an entire front alone.
Yet they were only a portion of the Witch Race's Great Witches. Under the Twelve Ancestral Witches, there were many more like them.
The disciples of Sanqing were likewise dazzling talents, every one of them.
Among Taiqing's disciples, the Six-Eared Macaque's Three Heads and Six Arms divine ability was unparalleled, while his