"Ah..."
Shrill screams rang out without end. Countless extraterrestrial demons, along with the armies of the Immortal Realm and Demon Realm, struggled desperately in the Nine Nether Weak Water.
Some had already had half their bodies dissolved away. Others had only a single head left, barely floating on the surface, staring upward in agony and despair.
Quite a few Dragon Clan warriors had also been sucked into the Nine Nether Weak Water. They lasted longer than most demons, but under such circumstances, they naturally suffered even greater torment.
The Witch Emperor had set out later yet arrived first, reaching the scene a step ahead of the ancestral witches, Rain Transformation Immortal Emperor, Yan Ji, and the others.
As far as the eye could see, the area had become a vast, surging ocean. Endless Nine Nether Weak Water rushed and poured toward more distant regions.
At the sight of this tragic devastation, the Witch Emperor's eyes brimmed with killing intent.
The Ancient Witch Clan was generally stronger than the other extraterrestrial demons. To contend against the Dragon Clan's main force during the great war, virtually all of the Ancient Witch Clan's elite combat strength had been deployed.
Quite a few were still desperately holding on above the water, but even more had fallen into the Nine Nether Weak Water, portions of their bodies already dissolved. In such a state, even rescuing them would be of little use.
The Witch Emperor swept out a hand. Totem power condensed into an enormous vessel, drawing in all the clansmen and juniors within this area.
However, the Nine Nether Weak Water had already been raging for some time, and the battlefield was far too vast. Even the Witch Emperor found it difficult to attend to everyone.
With his cultivation, he naturally faced no threat, but