The Ancestral Witches Debate! Unbelievable Ancestral Witches!

The one who made the move was none other than the leader of the Wu tribe—Dijiang!

"Hmph! These demon races are getting more and more outrageous, repeatedly invading our Wu tribe's territory. Do they really think our Wu tribe can be bullied!"

Looking at the corpses of demons scattered on the ground, Dijiang snorted coldly.

"Big Brother is right! The demon race intends to dominate the Primordial Era, their ambition is already obvious. Even if our Wu tribe chooses to tolerate them, they will inevitably push forward step by step. We must fight back!" A tall figure with a beast's head, human body, and red scales standing behind Dijiang also said angrily.

This person was Zhurong, the third among the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Zhurong had always had a fiery temper and was a staunch supporter of war among the Twelve Ancestral Witches!

"But the demon race is powerful now. If our Wu tribe clashes with them head-on, how many Wu tribe warriors will perish on the battlefield!" Another Wu tribe man with a python's head, human body, and black scales standing behind Dijiang sighed, shaking his head.

This person was Gonggong, the fifth among the Twelve Ancestral Witches. He did not agree with going to war with the demon race and was considered a proponent of peace within the Wu tribe.

"Hmph! Fifth Brother, I think you're just timid and cowardly! Our Wu tribe, as descendants of Father God Pangu, how can we fear these scaled and horned creatures of the demon race!" Zhurong looked at Gonggong with disdain, his words laced with contempt.

"Nonsense! I'm not afraid, I just don't want our Wu tribe warriors to die in vain!" Gonggong's face flushed red as he glared at Zhurong.

Zhurong and Gonggong had always been at odds over the issue of war or peace with the demon race, and they had argued about it many times!

"Alright, Brothers, stop arguing! Didn't Little Sister already go to Mount Buzhou to seek advice from fellow Daoist Nuwa? When she returns, we can hear fellow Daoist Nuwa's opinion and then decide whether to fight or make peace with the demon race!" Another Ancestral Witch with a human head, dragon body, and entirely crimson scales quickly intervened, trying to mediate between Zhurong and Gonggong.

The speaker was Zhujiuyin, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, ranking ninth among them.

"Nuwa? She's just a junior. Why should our Wu tribe listen to her opinion?" Zhurong said with dissatisfaction.

Facing the repeated provocations from the demon race, Zhurong was eager to kill his way to the Demon Heavenly Court right now and didn't want to hear anyone else's opinion!

"Although Nuwa is just a junior to us, her strength is already not inferior to ours! Furthermore, Nuwa's brother, Fuxi, is now one of the Demon Emperors! Perhaps we can reach an agreement with the demon race through Nuwa." Gonggong's eyes lit up as he said this.

"Hmph! If that's the case, Nuwa should have a closer relationship with the demon race. How could she genuinely help us?" Zhurong said with disdain.

"Alright! Let's wait for Little Sister to return and see what opinion Nuwa gives before we make a decision!" Dijiang made the decision directly.

Zhurong pouted. Although he was unconvinced, he didn't dare to say any more.

At this moment, all the Ancestral Witches raised their heads in unison and looked towards the northeast!

At this time, hundreds of thousands of miles away from the Ancestral Witches, two figures were speeding towards the Wu tribe!

The arrivals were naturally Houtu, Nuwa, and Shen Hongfei, who was still inside Nuwa's belly.

As soon as the two approached within a million miles of the Wu tribe's territory, their tracks were discovered by the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"I didn't expect Little Sister to personally invite fellow Daoist Nuwa!" Dijiang exclaimed in surprise.

They had originally only asked Houtu to find Nuwa for methods to deal with the demon race, but they hadn't expected Nuwa to come in person!

"It seems that Little Sister and fellow Daoist Nuwa have a truly extraordinary relationship, otherwise, fellow Daoist Nuwa wouldn't have traveled tens of millions of miles to personally visit our Wu tribe!" Gonggong said with relief.

With the speed of Houtu and Nuwa, a million miles was merely a short distance.

While the Ancestral Witches were speaking, Houtu and Nuwa had already entered the Wu tribe's territory.

"Let's go! Since guests have arrived, we should go and welcome them!" Dijiang said to the Ancestral Witches, then flapped his wings and flew towards Houtu and Nuwa.

The other Ancestral Witches followed Dijiang to welcome them!

The Twelve Ancestral Witches always considered themselves descendants of Pangu. Originally, with their status, they would not personally welcome a junior like Nuwa.

However, now that Nuwa's strength was no less than theirs, and coupled with the fact that the Wu tribe had a request, they temporarily put aside their pride.

In just an instant, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had flown tens of thousands of miles, blocking the path of Houtu and Nuwa.

Seeing the Ancestral Witches suddenly appear before them, Houtu and Nuwa, who were speeding along, immediately stopped.

"Brother!" Houtu greeted Dijiang and the others with a look of joy.

"Greetings, fellow Daoists!" Nuwa greeted the Ancestral Witches with a smile, her attitude neither humble nor overbearing.

The Twelve Ancestral Magi were renowned throughout the Primordial Era. If it were the Nuwa of the past, she would have felt uneasy meeting them.

However, after traveling to Zixiao Palace to listen to Hongjun lecture, Nuwa's strength had not only advanced by leaps and bounds, but she had also encountered many powerful figures of the Primordial Era such as the Sanqing, Zhunti, and Jieyin. She could now treat the Twelve Ancestral Magi and others with a calm demeanor.

"Welcome, fellow Daoist Nuwa, to our Witch Tribe as a guest!"

Dijiang politely stepped forward. "Please, fellow Daoist Nuwa, accompany us to Pangu Hall for a chat!"

After speaking, Dijiang personally led Nuwa and the others towards the core territory of the Witch Tribe.

Everyone soon arrived at the central area of the Witch Tribe, coming to a magnificent and grand bronze hall reaching a hundred feet high.

This bronze hall was precisely the Witch Tribe's Pangu Hall, where their father god, Pangu, was enshrined. It was the place for the Witch Tribe's sacrifices and discussions!

Dijiang welcoming Nuwa here was enough to show how much he valued her!

After everyone entered the hall, they took their seats as guests and hosts.

Dijiang went straight to the point. He looked at Nuwa and asked, "Has my little sister informed fellow Daoist Nuwa about the current situation of our Witch Tribe and the Demon Tribe? I wonder if fellow Daoist has any solutions to the issues between our Witch Tribe and the Demon Tribe?"

"I don't have any solutions!"

Nuwa shook her head, then gently stroked her belly with her hand. "It's this little one in my belly who said he has a way to solve the problems your Witch Tribe is facing."

"What? Fellow Daoist Nuwa, are you joking?"

"This unborn child? Fellow Daoist Nuwa, are you toying with us?"

"..."

Upon hearing Nuwa's words, all the Ancestral Magi, including Dijiang, were stunned. They looked at Nuwa's belly with disbelief.

They had heard of Shen Hongfei's existence before and knew he was blessed with immense fortune, attracting numerous powerful figures of the Primordial Era eager to take him as a disciple even before his birth!

But even so, they didn't believe that an unborn child could truly solve their tribe's troubles!

The Ancestral Magi glared at Nuwa with anger, thinking she was making fun of them!

"Please, venerable brothers, do not be hasty! Although Hongfei has not yet been born, his talent is extraordinary, and his intellect is exceptionally sharp. He is not comparable to ordinary infants!"

Houtu, standing nearby, quickly spoke up, appeasing the angry Ancestral Magi.