"Scared? If you're scared, then don't fight!"
Hearing the Witch's voice, Tian Liuli coldly retorted.
The Witch's pretty face tensed, her lips, as if dyed with the juice of another shore's flowers, parted to release a thread of red light, which merged into the deep pit beneath her.
If one were to say that facing the Fairy Dharma Form fills everyone's heart with peace and tranquility, looking at the Witch Dharma Form, on the contrary, turns their souls upside down, breeding chaotic desires.
"I would be afraid of you?"
The voice of Mo Xianxian gradually came from inside the cave.
As the demon's voice entered their ears, the faces of the many Primordial Spirits and True Persons present, including the three Great Divine Communicators who had Returned to Void, flushed with rage, their Spiritual Power raging uncontrollably within them.
And this was merely because Mo Xianxian wasn't targeting them specifically.