Not Qualified to Ally with Him

The Underworld.

Everyone in the Primordial Wilderness knew that the Underworld's true master was now Saint Niu Ben.

Those lawless Wu Clan barbarians had actually submitted to Niu Ben and become the Underworld's thugs.

The sky was falling.

Dijiang could not even be bothered to spare Ji Meng another glance. With a grab of his hand, he tore off a specially made storage Magic Treasure hanging from Ji Meng's waist.

He forcibly erased the mark on it with his divine sense and probed inside.

Three clusters of light radiating dense Innate Dao Rhythm lay quietly within its internal space.

One was a longsword emanating the aura of Geng Metal, one was a treasure pearl flowing with five-colored radiant light, and the last was a tortoiseshell engraved with profound runes.

All of them were genuine Low Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures.

"Big Brother, did we get them?"

After burning the few remaining Demon Generals aboard the flying vessel to ashes, Zhu Rong came over and asked eagerly.

"Got them."

Dijiang weighed the storage Magic Treasure in his hand with satisfaction before tucking it away close to his body.

"Let's go. The mission is complete. We'll return to the Witch Realm and report in."

"We're leaving already? Aren't we killing this big loach?" Gong Gong pointed at the half-dead Ji Meng on the ground, still wanting more.

"The Great Emperor said to leave someone alive to deliver the message. If we kill him, who will go make trouble for Di Jun?"

Dijiang kicked Ji Meng tens of thousands of feet away, then tore open a spatial rift with both hands.

The three Ancestor Witches swaggered inside and vanished without a trace in the blink of an eye, leaving behind only wreckage and the still-burning remains of the flying vessel.

In the void, Ji