Kunpeng's joining made the Demon Clan even stronger, and they grew ever less willing to treat the Witch Race with any respect. Originally, the Witch Race controlled the land. Within their territory, ordinary demons did not dare set foot there; it was a forbidden zone built upon the bones of countless reckless intruders. But now, relying on the Heavenly Court's might, some lesser demons who believed they had powerful backing began tentatively appearing along the borders of Witch Race territory. At first, they merely watched from afar. Later, they dared secretly gather spirit ores and immortal herbs belonging to the Witch Race, even brazenly snatching prey hunted by the Witch Race.
The Witch Race was straightforward and fierce by nature, with explosive tempers that ignited at the slightest provocation. How could they show restraint in the face of such provocation? Without another word, they struck and killed, treating them as blood food delivered right to their door. These lesser demons were tied to stronger great demons. How could those demons let the deaths of their subordinates go unanswered? They gathered their forces and came seeking revenge. Caught off guard, the Witch Race tribes occasionally suffered minor losses as well.
Naturally, the witches who had suffered losses would not swallow their anger. They immediately reported the matter to the Great Witches of their tribes. When the Great Witches heard that the Demon Clan had dared provoke them first, they were instantly enraged. They gathered their men and charged back, scattering the Demon Clan forces that had come for revenge.
Thus, the matter escalated layer by layer until it reached the imperial desk in Lingxiao Treasure Hall and disturbed the Twelve Ancestral Witches cultivating quietly within Pangu Hall.
Inside Lingxiao Hall, the demons were indignant.
"Your Majesty! The Witch Race has gone