Boom! Rumble—
With a series of deafening booms, Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi attacked at the same time, striking at the seven Witch Clan powerhouses charging toward them.
Although they were still devouring the power of the blood-colored figure, it did nothing to hinder their fighting strength. In fact, the power they displayed now was far greater than when they had first fought these Witch Clan powerhouses.
Clearly, they had been holding back all along. Even after the Witch Clan powerhouses formed the Twelve Heavens God Fiend Formation, the two had deliberately pretended to be struggling.
They had done so simply to conserve their strength and guard against the blood-colored figure. Now that they had turned the tables on him, there was no longer any need to hold back.
Seeing the power Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi were displaying, the blood-colored figure naturally realized what had happened. He gritted his teeth in fury, his blood-red eyes fixed on the two of them in seething hatred.
But he was now utterly powerless to resist. He could not break free of their counterattack and restraint, and could only let them continue to devour his power.
As Amaterasu had said, he was only a blood-shadow clone, not the original. His power was limited, and he could not use many of the abilities available to his true form.
The battle between the seven Witch Clan powerhouses and Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi did not last long. After just a few hours, all seven were successively killed. Unwilling to accept their fate, they had their hearts shattered by the two goddesses before being struck down.
The Witch Clan powerhouses were certainly formidable; each had the cultivation of a Nine Ding Heavenly Wizard. But in terms of the Immortal Dao, they were only at the Early Profound Immortal Realm.
Even under the