“I’ll prove it.” He smashed his chest with bravado and confidence: “My witchcraft cannot be significantly inferior to Desolate Ancestor’s dao. Big ghosts or small ghosts, they’re finished.”0

“You need to come up with better brags.” Princess Chen said: “You would be an immortal in that case, not a witch monarch or whatever. Go to Desolate Frontier and challenge her, see if you will stay in one piece after a fight.”0

Black Witch Monarch realized he was out...0