The Witch God in Person

The Zhou Family's old ancestor spun both palms, gathering gust after gust of force wind.

The golden-armored general gripped his halberd in both hands. Its sharp edge condensed as he shifted his footing, as though an army of a thousand troops and ten thousand horses stood poised to strike!

With a clang, the sword-bearing elder drew the sword from his back. As the sword light flashed, it seemed to link with the rolling Southern Underworld Waters, its sword momentum vast and mighty as it crashed down!

A furious roar rang out.

The three streams of true force merged as one and slammed into the domain shrouded by invisible pressure, instantly breaking through the Pacification Office's gates!

Swept by the raging tide formed from true force, the Pacification Office's gates were torn clean away. With a thunderous crash, they became wreckage raining down from the sky.

Force winds swelled around the three men as they withstood layer upon layer of mounting invisible pressure, cutting through thorns and brambles all the way to the courtyard before Tian Shu Pavilion in the rear compound.

A figure in green robes stood straight before Tian Shu Pavilion's steps, pacing slowly back and forth.

Hearing the commotion, Shen Yi raised his head.

A trace of astonishment surfaced in his eyes.

"Three Great Grandmasters were hiding in Southern Prefecture City. It truly could be called a place where crouching tigers and hidden dragons lay."

Ignoring Shen Yi's praise, the golden-armored general seized the initiative!

The halberd in his hands spun like a wheel. His cloak billowed, carrying the momentum of a thousand troops and ten thousand horses, and he leaped into the air, sweeping the halberd at Shen Yi's head!

Bearing the pressure of Mount Tai, he came with the force of ten thousand jun. The halberd