The High Priest was not surprised by the younger generation's performance. He merely said softly, "I've unleashed a fierce tiger. Now I don't know where to find another tiger to pit against him."
The moment he finished speaking, an angry roar rang out. Someone charged at Lu Feng with a Long Halberd in hand, turning into a streak of silver light.
It was Xiang Jiu. He could neither endure nor accept this outcome.
He knew he was no longer this man's match, but a voice in his heart told him that no matter what, even if he could not win, he had to strike. Otherwise, he would never again be able to raise the Long Halberd in his hand.
"Good!" The High Priest finally looked pleased. "Now that is a man of our Witch Clan. Whatever the outcome, the courage to draw your sword is a victory in itself. Once you break through your heart demon, you naturally rise another level."
His words praised Xiang Jiu, but also seemed to offer guidance to the others.
With someone taking the lead, the young members of the Witch Clan finally seemed to regain their courage and charged at Lu Feng with loud cries. Lu Feng felt wonderful now, filled with an indescribable exhilaration.
Having successfully broken through to the Profound Immortal Realm, he possessed combat strength far beyond what he had before. It was a qualitative transformation. With the same amount of true qi and the same moves, he could now unleash nearly ten times the fighting power.
Even in a contest of physical strength, he already surpassed any member of the Witch Clan at his realm. He would not fall behind even against a Golden Immortal of the Witch Clan. With the Embroidered Sword's help, he now carried the imposing air