Afterward, Taishang pondered for a moment, then said to Yuanshi and Tongtian, "Let us go over as well and greet Senior Brother Fu Xiao!"
With Taishang speaking, Yuanshi and Tongtian naturally had no objections.
Besides, they feared that Fu Xiao might favor the Ancestral Witches in the future.
Now was the perfect time to leave a good impression first!
Thus, the Three Pure Ones hurried over to Fu Xiao. They bowed deeply and said, "The Pangu Orthodox, the Three Pure Ones—Taishang, Yuanshi, and Tongtian—pay respects to Senior Brother Fu Xiao!"
Seeing the Three Pure Ones approach,
before Fu Xiao could say anything, Di Jiang, leader of the Ancestral Witches, darkened his expression.
His tone was brimming with killing intent.
"Taishang, was the beating my brothers and I gave you three not miserable enough last time?!"
Zhu Rong was the same, his face shadowed. "Have you no shame? What Pangu Orthodox? We Ancestral Witches are the true Pangu Orthodox!!"
Gong Gong cursed outright, "Three Pure Ones, you still dare mention the Pangu Orthodox before us? Have you forgotten me, Gong Gong—"
At first, Gong Gong had been roaring furiously with his eyes wide, but halfway through, he suddenly seemed to recall something and began coughing.
"...Cough, cough. Have you forgotten me, Gong Gong?!"
After making sure he had not said anything blasphemous,
Gong Gong finally let out a long breath.
He raised a hand and wiped the cold sweat beading on his forehead.
Damn it, I almost let that slip!
Yet despite how furious and agitated the Ancestral Witches appeared, the Three Pure Ones seemed completely unmoved.
They maintained their respectful posture and bowed deeply to Fu Xiao once more.
Seeing this, Fu Xiao understood why the Ancestral Witches disliked the Three Pure Ones so much.
But he said nothing more.