As for Minghe, who had returned to the Nether Sea, though he was very interested in that cultivation method, it was merely interest.
He did not care about anything else. Even after witnessing the might of a Primordial Supreme Treasure and the power of the Ancestral Witches, he had little on his mind.
After all, I have Primordial Spiritual Treasures too. Even if I can't defeat you, if I hide in the Nether Sea, would you dare come after me?
The Nether Sea is my home ground. What do I have to fear?
Besides, I cannot die unless you have the ability to evaporate the entire Nether Sea. Is there anyone in the Primordial World who can do that?
Is there?
Naturally not. At least, not yet.
Thus, Minghe naturally had nothing to fear.
Meanwhile, Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi, having returned to the Demon Race, were nowhere near as relaxed.
They had first witnessed the Ancestral Witches' terrifying strength. Even Donghuang Taiyi, armed with a Primordial Supreme Treasure, and the River Diagram and Luo Book, a top-grade Primordial Spiritual Treasure, had been unable to easily subdue Zhurong and Gonggong.
Not to mention that the other ten Ancestral Witches had been watching from the side.
They had no doubt that if they truly tried to kill Zhurong and Gonggong, the other Ancestral Witches would intervene without hesitation. By then, they would likely have no choice but to flee in panic—or even perish.
This left Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi feeling exceptionally troubled.
The Demon Race was vast in number; that was a fact.
But at present, its only top-tier combatants were Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi. Compared to the Ancestral Witches, the others were not merely a little inferior. They would be of no help at all in future battles.
Not to mention