Just now, both Ji Meng and Fei Lian were shattered by him; logically, they should have taken the opportunity to seek revenge. Why did they bypass him and head straight for Zhu Rong and the others?
Could it be that they have been beaten into fear?
The reality was very close to his guess.
Not to mention Ji Meng and Fei Lian, even Zhu Rong and Gonggong felt a secret sigh of relief when they no longer had to face Yu Yuan.
At this moment, the great battle between the Witch Demons was incredibly chaotic.
A group of Ancestor Witches and Demon Saints fought wildly against each other.
Donghuang Taiyi, with the Chaos Bell above his head, distorted the space around him, suppressing the myriad creations of the primordial world. Wrapped in the Great Sun Golden Flame, the fire burned fiercely, its power unimaginable, as if it could turn any existence into ashes.
He gently raised his hand, and instantly, the Great Sun Golden Flame radiated an unimaginable heat like the sun in all directions.
