Tai Yi, What Are You Doing?

In Reincarnation Land, within Houtu Palace.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches had gathered together.

They, too, were using their Saint-level divine senses to observe the drastic changes in Chaos from afar.

The increasingly terrifying Devouring Power, and the pressure that made even the bodies of Ancestral Witches faintly tremble, left every one of them looking grave.

Upon hearing Di Jun's Saintly voice, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were baffled.

"What exactly is going on?"

Zhu Rong was the first to shout, flames dancing in his crimson hair and revealing the agitation in his heart.

"That bastard Di Jun actually invited us to discuss matters in Chaos? Is something wrong with his head?"

Gong Gong frowned, watery blue light flowing around him. "Normally, Di Jun should be preventing more people from affecting Tai Yi's Nirvana."

"Tai Yi is his own younger brother, his right-hand man, and the core fighting force of his Demon Race. At such a critical moment, he should be guarding the place tightly and keeping everyone away."

"Exactly!" Ju Mang chimed in, greenwood energy surging around him. "We have old grudges with the Demon Race! Though those old enmities vanished after we became Saints, isn't Di Jun afraid we might suddenly change our minds?"

"What is there to fear?" Ru Shou snorted, his golden spear energy as sharp as blades.

"We may have been at odds with the Demon Race before, but that was in the past."

"Di Jun also knows we would not kick someone when they were down at a time like this."

Qiang Liang spoke in a low voice, lightning crackling around him.

"The fact that Di Jun invited us already explains everything—it means what happened is serious enough that he has no choice but to gather all the Saints to discuss it."

"Serious? How serious could