Buzhou Mountain.
The ancestral witches returned to the Ancestral Witch Hall.
Gonggong said regretfully, "We were so close to completely taking down the Demon Race's Dojo!"
"It's a shame their Saint appeared too quickly and disrupted our battle!"
Zhurong said coldly, "That's the only trick the Demon Race has!"
"Last time, they also relied on a Saint stepping in to preserve their strength!"
"That's all there is to them!"
Dijiang said evenly, "No matter what, this was still a tremendous victory for our Witch Race!"
This was already the second time they had crushed through the Demon Race.
It could be said that the battle had been immensely satisfying!
"I have to say, Li Changsheng's plan was truly excellent!"
"That fellow is extremely shrewd and calculating, and he possesses extraordinary talent and profound cultivation!"
"He is both wise and brave. If he does not die, he will surely attain the Grand Primordial Luo Golden Immortal realm in the future!"
"When that time comes, All Saints will have quite the headache!"
Shebishi said with a grin.
Their ability to take down the Demon Race so cleanly this time around—
Li Changsheng's strategy deserved immense credit!
Li Changsheng's calculations were simply too formidable!
The Demon Race had suffered a huge loss this time.
Houtu nodded in agreement. "Yes, it's fortunate that we did not become enemies with Li Changsheng."
Dijiang laughed. "Perhaps we'll have another chance to work together in the future!"
"The Demon Race certainly won't give up hunting Li Changsheng!"
Smiles appeared on the faces of all the ancestral witches.
They loved doing this sort of thing.
As long as the Demon Race was uncomfortable, they were happy!
Somewhere in the Primordial World.
Li Changsheng's true body appeared. He looked toward the Heavenly Court with a mocking expression.
The Demon