As soon as Ji Youzhi spoke, Yun Kuo recklessly leaped off Xiaoqing's back.
He fiercely thrust his sword towards the figure within the Black Mist.
However, the moment his sword touched the Black Mist, a great force sent him flying, instantaneously injuring his internal organs!
Ji Youzhi, seeing this, exclaimed in alarm, "Cousin!"
Xiaosuisui also cried out in alarm.
"Uncle Yun Kuo!"
Both large and small figures attacked the Black Mist simultaneously, yet they suffered the same fate as Yun Kuo; they were repulsed by a strong force that also injured their internal organs.
Both Xiaosuisui and Ji Youzhi had looks of terror in their eyes. Was this the power of a god? If even a puppet that hadn't completely been possessed by the Witch God was so formidable, then what kind of existence would the Witch God, sealed by the Ancestor, be once it broke free from the seal? What could they, mere mortals, do then?
