The Witch King's enormous blood-red palm descended upon them, carrying a terrifying force that seemed capable of crushing mountains!
This strike gathered the lives and souls of nearly a thousand believers, wielding the supreme might of the [Witch God Array]. It was enough to flatten a small mountain!
On the summit, cruel, gleeful smiles had already spread across the faces of the surviving Witch Gate disciples.
In their eyes, this recklessly arrogant brat would be smashed into a pulp by the Witch King in the very next instant!
Yet at that critical moment...
A voice utterly devoid of emotion rang out from Yue Changlong's lips.
"Xiaofei, stand back."
Yue Changlong's voice was soft, yet it seemed to carry the magic of Word Becomes Law, reaching everyone present with perfect clarity.
Without the slightest hesitation, Yue Xiaofei moved in a blur and retreated behind his father.
Looking at his father's back-not particularly broad, yet strong enough to hold up the sky-he felt an unprecedented sense of security.
He knew that once his father truly decided to act, this so-called [Witch God Array] and this monster, neither human nor ghost, would crumble like clay chickens and straw dogs.
"Yue Changlong! You're finally willing to fight?!"
Rather than showing any fear, the Witch King grew even more excited and deranged!
As far as he was concerned, however powerful Yue Changlong might be, he could never surpass the [Witch God Array], which combined a thousand lives with the Witch Gate's centuries of accumulated power!
"Good! Today, right before your son's eyes, I'll tear you to pieces, you devil who brought me endless humiliation!"
"You and your son can reunite in hell!"
Roaring wildly, the Witch King abruptly redirected the enormous blood-red hand aimed at Yue Xiaofei, bringing it crashing down on Yue Changlong with