The descendants of the ancestral witches did not stand their ground to meet the attack either. They charged toward Taishang Laojun and the others as well.
They were descendants of the ancestral witch clan. Moreover, they were inside the Ancestral Witch Temple now. How could they retreat? How could they be afraid?
Boom!
Just as the two sides were about to collide, a powerful force descended—it was that light. The light scattered outward, forcing both sides apart.
Taishang Laojun and the others wielded powerful magical treasures, yet they had still been unable to resist it.
Both sides returned to their original positions and looked up at the light in the air, surprise filling their eyes.
What was this light trying to do? Was it attempting to mediate between them?
"This light has been stopping us the whole time. If we keep attacking like this, we won't get anywhere. Why don't we withdraw from the Ancestral Witch Temple first, make Uchiha Shin and the others leave as well, and then attack again?"
Taishang Laojun shook his head. "Uchiha Shin and the others aren't fools. They naturally understand that. With these lights blocking us now, Uchiha Shin and the others will definitely remain here until Uchiha Shin merges with Pangu Blood Essence. Only then will he leave."
After hearing Taishang Laojun's words, everyone frowned. This truly was difficult to handle.
"But what should we do now? We can't attack, and we can't leave. Are we just supposed to remain locked in this standoff?" Zhenyuan Daxian said.
With his hands behind his back, Taishang Laojun stared in Uchiha Shin's direction.
"Uchiha Shin, I advise you to hand over Pangu Blood Essence. Otherwise, your friends will be in danger." Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes suddenly flashed as he stared at Uchiha Shin with a cold smile.