Under the five Great Witches' relentless assault, the Purple Qi Whisk's radiance had begun to unravel layer by layer from its edges, like fabric worn down by constant friction.
Chi You's Tiger Soul Saber and Xing Tian's Shield-Axe struck from two directions in a synchronized rhythm, keeping him caught between their attacks.
Under the repeated collisions, the purple qi law surrounding Hongjun gradually lost its structural integrity, like a mirror shattering beneath an endless barrage of blows.
Kuafu's Peachwood Staff and Hou Yi's arrows disrupted his defensive rhythm from complementary angles, while Xiang Liu's poisonous mist steadily seeped in from the battlefield's edges, eroding the outer structure of the purple qi law.
Hongjun's defensive perimeter gradually shrank under the relentless erosion, like a layer of ice being shaved away.
The Purple Qi Whisk's radiance had already dimmed to less than half its original brilliance. Like a wick steadily consumed by its own flame, it drew ever closer to going out.
Under the relentless assault, Hongjun had retreated to the edge of the law barrier formed from golden formation patterns outside Witch City. Before that golden curtain of light, he maintained his final defensive structure like a flame being steadily compressed.
His gaze shifted among the five Great Witches for a moment. Then, with a movement like an adjustment of his stance, he swept the Purple Qi Whisk before him, tracing a circular barrier of purple qi in an attempt to buy himself one final reprieve from the relentless pressure bearing down on him from all sides.
But the instant the barrier formed, Chi You's Tiger Soul Saber carved into its center with a blood-red arc spanning several Great Thousand Worlds. The moment the arc touched it, fine cracks spread outward from the point of impact at its center, like a