Watching Yuanshi Tianzun and Sect Master Tongtian lose their composure, Dijiang and the other Ancestor Witches were in high spirits.
Thinking of their own earlier embarrassment, they could finally enjoy watching someone else make fools of themselves. Moreover, these people were their enemies—lofty Saints, no less.
At that thought, Dijiang shrugged. "I've already said everything I should have. There's nothing I can do if you don't believe me!"
"As for verifying it, you shouldn't be looking for us!"
"Whether you ask Li Yun on the ground or wait until Laozi returns, either will do!"
"After all, compared to our words, I doubt you would trust us completely. Laozi's and Li Yun's words would be more convincing to you."
The moment those words were spoken, Yuanshi Tianzun and Sect Master Tongtian's faces turned ashen.
Although they had not received a definite confirmation, the Twelve Ancestor Witches' attitudes had already made the answer clear.
There was an eighty to ninety percent chance that this was true.
At that thought, stormy waves surged in their hearts, and killing intent quietly began to emerge.
Yet it was not aimed at the Twelve Ancestor Witches, but at Hongjun—and even the Heavenly Dao.
They actually dared to scheme against them.
They had actually treated them like fools. This was utterly outrageous.
At that moment, they wished they could destroy both Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao outright.
Yet they also knew full well that this was practically impossible. Some things could not be accomplished so easily; otherwise, Laozi would have acted long ago.
With that thought, Yuanshi Tianzun and Sect Master Tongtian's moods sank to the extreme. They stood there without saying a word, no longer even looking at the Twelve Ancestor Witches.
Seeing this, Dijiang and the other Ancestor Witches did not say anything more.
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