The evil blade trembled imperceptibly, causing quite a stir.
"This strange aura emerged from the altar, and that kid is currently inside it..."
Shen Qing furrowed his brow, thinking about it, but still did not look toward the altar.
He was not afraid of ancient witches, but he feared trouble.
Especially since his current mission was already quite troublesome.
Therefore, he would rather temporarily assume that the aura belonged to the Ancestor Witch World rather than being produced by Xie Tian.
"That fleeting aura actually made my Dao heart tremble slightly; what is it..."
Unable to see through the ancient aura surrounding the Ancestor Witch World, Xuan Ye's shadow appeared even more suspicious.
"Ancient times ended, witches were abandoned by heaven and earth, and even though countless years have passed, these ancient witches must still be dealt with..."
As unease filled his mind, Xuan Ye's heart grew cold.
