The hundred-zhang-tall statue of the Witch Queen stands as the symbol of the entire Witch Queen Temple. Within a fifty-zhang radius, no one is allowed to approach.
However, today, under the solemn and solemn chanting of nearly a hundred Witch Heavenly Guards, and accompanied by the five Great Witch Servants, Shi Xiaole, clad in black and with a slender figure, confidently circled around the statue, approaching the gigantic stone door he had once neared.
Ten zhang from the stone door, the five Great Witch Servants came to a halt, shock flashing across their faces.
There, they felt a terrifying pressure. It seemed that one more step would cause them to be crushed into a pile of flesh by this force.
In contrast, Shi Xiaole, with a harmonious blend of eighty percent witch blood and a certain aura, ignored this pressure, allowing him to continue forward.
