Boom boom boom! A barrage of violent explosions erupted. The several hundred totem witch beasts, shaped like tigers and leopards and emanating exceptionally ferocious auras, were utterly unable to withstand the ravaging Sword Qi.
Sheets of golden light swept over from all around, concealing boundless sword intent within. Their bodies felt as though they were being sliced by a thousand blades. Some could not endure such terrifying sword intent, and their bodies exploded outright.
Others had already been carved full of holes. Brilliant golden light seeped into their bodies through every opening. While running, the totem witch beasts lost all momentum and collapsed to the ground with mournful howls, unable to rise again.
As for the ancient witch phantom clad in black, it too encountered tremendous resistance.
Amid the swathes of gold, a gigantic golden sword rose up, as though it intended to split apart this void and the enormous mysterious ice fortress. Its blade pressed forward without pause, carrying an unprecedented sensation of tearing.
Seeing such horrifying sword intent, Wu Di, Wu Yu, and the three ancestral witches could not help but have their hearts pound wildly.
In the past, given the cultivation of the few of them, aside from encountering the Witch Emperor and Lu Xiaotian, they had been tyrannical figures who roamed unchecked throughout these several realms.
The other Devil Emperors and Ghost Emperors had not been enough to make them wary. Even though Wen Yan, as a five-clawed golden dragon, truly possessed formidable strength, having only advanced recently, she had been unable to pose a fatal threat to them.
Yet Wen Yan's aura was now rising at such a speed that it had reached an utterly inconceivable level.
With the totem power of the ancient dragon race added to her body, she had plainly become an