The Witch Race Saint Master couldn’t help but be utterly shocked by the Shadow Monarch’s words.
"Dark..." The Witch Race Saint Master was about to continue speaking.
However, the Shadow Monarch seed no longer interested in talking to him.
The Shadow Monarch began to relentlessly unleash black sword qi.
Whish—
Whish—
The Witch Race Saint Master struggled to dodge.
But the opponent seed indifferent, chanically striking and retracting the sword.
Moreover, the Witch Race Saint Master discovered.
The Shadow Monarch’s sword qi not only involved fate but also the Elent of space...
This Void, already chaotic beyond asure, had been sliced into pieces.
Crack! Crack, crack!
In the shattered Void, various terrifying phenona continuously appeared.
Winds of annihilation...
Mists of devouring...
Rains of decay...
Ordinary Legendary Powerhouses faced instant destruction upon encountering these terrifying phenona.
But the Witch Race Saint Master, relying solely on his Demigod Level Constitution, could barely sustain himself.
Yet, even so, this place had already ford a stream of Space Turbulence.
In other words, he could no longer even perform Instant Movent.
A sudden sense of unease filled the Witch Race Saint Master’s heart.
He had no idea what the Shadow Monarch intended with all this.
Though they had faced off here for decades.
He knew absolutely nothing about this mysterious powerhouse.
The Witch Race Saint Master hurriedly poured several bottles of ’Holy Tree Spirit Secret Elixir’ into his mouth.
These elixirs were clearly more advanced than those Wu Ling’Er gave to Han Xing.
The vast Life Force contained within, with just a whiff, could even heal a Legendary Powerhouse’s severe injuries.
After drinking the elixir, the Witch Race Saint Master’s wounds quickly healed at a visible pace.
And just at that mont.
The Shadow Monarch, who had been continuously releasing sword qi, suddenly stopped his sword-wielding motions.
It looked towards the sky with its pupils, flickering with ghostly green flas.
Then said, "Alright... co out..."
The Witch Race Saint Master’s expression changed, he hurriedly asked, "Shadow, what’s coming out now?"
"Did you call for reinforcents!?"
The next mont.
He suddenly heard a soft chuckle near his ear.
"Hee..."
Hearing this familiar voice, the Witch Race Saint Master imdiately felt his scalp tighten!
"Hee hee..."
The next mont, he suddenly saw, behind the Shadow Monarch, a seductive woman wearing a black robe with a hood appeared.
The Witch Race Saint Master’s pupils dilated, "It’s you!"
Opposite, the seductive woman in a hood snuggled against the Shadow Monarch, her body writhing.
"Ah la~ Do you recognize ?"
The Witch Race Saint Master frowned deeply, the sense of impending doom in his heart was rising frantically.
He took a deep breath and said gravely.
"Previously, while perusing my tribe’s records, I discovered sothing strange about that Otherworldly Evil God’s summoning ritual."
"According to the Saint Master of that era, he initially didn’t believe those voices were ancestors’ responses."
"But the reason he held that ritual was because he encountered a woman, a mysterious woman."
"He vaguely rembered that it seed like that woman urged him to complete the ritual, but afterward, he couldn’t rember her existence at all."
"As if that woman never appeared."
"And the mysterious woman he described matches you perfectly!"
Opposite, the hooded woman didn’t seem to care.
"Oh dear! I didn’t expect the naive Witch Race Saint Master actually noticed my existence, that’s my oversight~"
"And that’s not all!" The Witch Race Saint Master interrupted.
"Since then, I’ve been investigating information about that mysterious woman."
"And what I found, truly uncovered so earth-shattering secrets!"
His voice even carried a slight tremor.
"Through investigation, I discovered that in several major events in the Holy Spirit Realm over thousands of years, there seems to have always been traces of a mysterious woman."
"Including the current war between the Giant Race and the Dwarf Race!"
"The defection of the Dark Elves from the Elf Race, and the Demons’ continuous assault on the seal!"
"All of this, you’ve been aiding and abetting!"
The Witch Race Saint Master pointed at her, "Now, even the Shadow Legion has your involvent!"
"You terrifying woman!"
"Who are you really?"
"What are you trying to do?"
The Witch Race Saint Master ceaselessly questioned!
Despite revealing one incident after another, the other party remained completely unmoved.
Facing him, the hooded woman chuckled lightly, "What am I trying to do..."
"Didn’t the Shadow tell you already?"
"Helas, your Witch Race is in the way~"
"Including yourself, you’re an obstacle."
"And obstacles are ant to be removed!"
Her tone carried an invisible killing intent.
Then, the Shadow Monarch and the hooded woman began to close in on the Witch Race Saint Master from the left and right.
At this mont, the Witch Race Saint Master seed to have understood sothing.
He looked at the two figures before him, revealing a look of realization.
"I see... although I still don’t understand your purpose..."
"However, I did learn a little about your origins."
"It’s truly terrifying... being able to survive from that era..."
The Witch Race Saint Master regained his composure.
He sat cross-legged in the Void.
"Kill him!" the hooded woman commanded.
The next mont, she and the Shadow Monarch attacked the Witch Race Saint Master in unison!
"It’s not so easy to kill !"
"Secret Pattern Domain—Open!"
Buzz!
The endless Void was instantly covered by a blue Sea of Secret Patterns...
...
At the sa ti.
The Witch Race border defense line.
After nearly two months of fierce warfare, although the Witch Race suffered heavily, they barely managed to hold back the Shadow Legion’s assault.
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