The shadow of the departing Guiding Divine Banner was reflected in Li Ping'an's eyes.
Our high-level experts who had besieged it, the treasures that had been struck, all had been swept away by the Qibao Mi Tree. At this moment there were no serious consequences, only that for a few breaths' time they could not recover their ability to move.
One by one, members of the Witch Clan fell from the sky.
Li Ping'an could vaguely see that within the Guiding Divine Banner, the corpse of the Ancestral Witch Xuan Ming was burning furiously, not extinguished in the slightest despite the repeated bombardment with beams of golden light.
Xuan Ming was dead.
She died within the Guiding Divine Banner, her self-immolation of the divine soul declaring the Witch Clan's will to never surrender, even in death.