"Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals. Fellow Daoists, your opponents are us!"
Bai Ze's gaze sharpened. How could the Fox Clan be this powerful? One formidable Clan Leader would have been enough, but how did they have so many Grand Luo Golden Immortals?
The appearance of the Fox Clan's powerful figures naturally alarmed Di Jun and Tai Yi, who were still battling Su Mei. They had already realized they could do nothing to Su Mei, and now this sudden development left them in an awkward position.
Just as Di Jun did not know what to choose, someone made the choice for him.
"Di Jun, Tai Yi, so you were here. Oh? You're even bullying a mere woman. You Demon Emperors are really getting worse with age."
The Twelve Ancestral Witches arrived at Qing Qiu with several Great Witches, instantly shattering the balance on the field.
"Di Jiang, why are you targeting my Demon Clan? We have always stayed out of each other's way."
Everyone on the field stopped, watching the third party warily. No one dared make a move lightly.
At once, Qing Qiu's atmosphere became incredibly strange. With so many powerful figures present, the beings below the Grand Luo Golden Immortal realm did not even dare breathe loudly, afraid of drawing anyone's attention.
Hearing Di Jun's words, the Twelve Ancestral Witches became furious. Di Jun was truly accusing them before they could accuse him, actually questioning them instead.
"Di Jun, at the Heavenly Court banquet, we gave you face and told you to withdraw the Demon Clan from Zhou Mountain. Yet you treated our words like fart."
As soon as Zhu Rong's booming voice rang out, everyone present, whether Fox Clan or Demon Clan, felt sharp pain in their eardrums. Even their bodies swayed unsteadily.
Damn it!
Di Jun