These ancestral witches dared to fight him not merely because of their own strength; they had more or less some backing to rely on.
With Lu Xiaotian's powerful divine sense, he detected this totem-like power from the Ancient Witch Clan the moment they showed signs of using it. Compared to his dragon totem, it was still somewhat inferior.
Yet by rights, the Ancient Witch Clan's totem power should have been in the Witch Emperor's hands. The fact that these three ancestral witches each possessed quite a bit of it, and could even use it simultaneously, took Lu Xiaotian somewhat by surprise.
After all, for the dragon totem to accumulate to its current level, aside from Lu Xiaotian himself, only Wen Yan could independently draw upon a portion of it. Alternatively, the dragon army could directly borrow the totem's power by attacking in battle formation, greatly enhancing its combat strength.
Several people being able to use it separately as the other side did was something the dragon totem could not yet achieve. Or rather, if Dragon Lord experts like Jin Tong and Yue Jifeng borrowed too little power, it would be of no use to them; but if they borrowed too much totem power, even they themselves would be unable to bear it.
By comparison, the Ancient Witch Clan's totem seemed to have broader applications. The Ancient Witch Clan had indeed accumulated merits through its inheritance over so many years. At the very least, in its use of totems, it had already moved ahead of the dragon race.
The battle had already reached this stage. During this fierce exchange, Lu Xiaotian's initial suppression by his opponents had not been due to inferior strength, but because he had been observing at close range the fluctuations caused by these Ancient Witch Clan powerhouses