"Pursue!"
The crowd chased after the four fleeing demon slaves, charging straight ahead.
At that moment, seven demoness appeared before them, their faces veiled by a thin gauze, wearing midriff-baring tops, and low-waisted long skirts made of light and transparent satin. Their waist belts, adorned with gleaming gems encapsulating swirling runes, enhanced their seductive and alluring charm.
These were the seven witches under Wu Wuhuan's command, all of whom were at the Third Layer or Second Layer of the Mahayana Realm.
"Witch, please save us…" The four demon slaves ran even faster.
Four of the seven witches twirled their bodies as if performing a mystic dance, breaking away from the rest to meet the four demon slaves. They embraced them and then swiped across their necks.
"Puff…"
Blood sprayed, and the four demon slaves fell to the ground in unison.
Yang Gods burst forth from their bodies, collectively venting their anger at the seven witches, "Why did you kill us?"
