The moment Ju Mang finished speaking, he turned to head to the Human Race to provide support, but Zhu Jiuyin stopped him.
"Wait, Ju Mang. We now belong to the Netherworld and no longer belong to the Primordial World. If we interfere in matters above the Primordial World at a time like this... it would be somewhat inappropriate, wouldn't it?"
"Inappropriate? Inappropriate my ass! Senior helped our Witch Clan so much before, saving our clan from peril time and again. Our Witch Clan owes Senior and the Human Race a huge debt of gratitude."
"Now that Senior's mother clan is in trouble, how could we stand by and do nothing? Wouldn't that go against our conscience?"
Ju Mang slapped Zhu Jiuyin's hand away and fired back at him.
The other Ancestral Witches also chimed in one after another.
"Exactly, exactly. If we don't intervene, wouldn't that be repaying kindness with enmity?"
"That's right. If we did that, we'd be letting Senior down too much."
Zhu Jiuyin refused to back down and retorted.
"But our position now isn't merely that of the Witch Clan. We're also the Netherworld and the Netherworld Law. Do we really want to make the entire Netherworld Law oppose the Heavenly Dao?"
The two sides argued endlessly, and neither was willing to yield.
At that moment, Houtu slammed her palm on the table and parted her vermilion lips.
"So what if we become enemies with the Heavenly Dao? I, Houtu, can afford to take this risk."
"All Witches, heed my command. Follow me immediately to support the Human Race!"
That was the mother clan of her beloved Senior. How could she stand by and watch the Demon Clan bully the Human Race?
If the Demon Clan dared lay a finger on the Human Race, she would make