Tai Cang smiled calmly, having long seen through their concerns. "The ancestral witches are not cultivators. Though they wield laws, it will be difficult for them to set foot upon this path. Besides, their cultivation focuses on tempering their bodies and bloodlines. So long as this method is not leaked, they will have no chance of succeeding."
"Of course, the world is unpredictable. It would be best to complete our plan before the situation spirals out of control. Otherwise, the consequences will be unthinkable."
At this, Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Tai Yi wore grave expressions.
Tai Cang had made it sound easy, but they knew just how urgent the matter was. If the ancestral witches were given enough time, or if they obtained the method of Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal, they might very well overtake them.
At that point, it would no longer be they who plotted against the ancestral witches, but the ancestral witches leading the Witch Clan in a counterattack against the Demon Race, perhaps even wiping them out completely.
Tap, tap, tap—
Hurried footsteps approached.
Looking up, they saw Fuxi, Kunpeng, and the Ten Great Demon Marshals rushing in.
Everyone gathered in the Heavenly Emperor Palace and bowed respectfully. "Greetings, Demon Emperor! Greetings, Demon Sovereign!"
Once the formalities were over, Kunpeng and the others all turned their gazes toward Tai Cang, especially Fuxi and Shang Yang. After hearing Kunpeng and Bai Ze's account, they understood the importance of the Primordial Grand Unity method. Now that Tai Cang stood before them, how could they let this chance slip away?
"Rise."
Di Jun swept his sleeve and looked over the crowd before saying to Eastern Emperor Tai Yi, "Tai Yi, begin."
"Very well."
Eastern Emperor Tai Yi nodded. With a thought, the Chaos Bell appeared.
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