Within Pangu Hall, although Zhu Rong claimed to look down on East King Duke, he was puzzled by Zhu Jiuyin's decision. Why had he refused East King Duke's proposal?
Seeing several pairs of curious eyes, Zhu Jiuyin finally began to explain.
"Do you really think East King Duke is some good person? He wants to use the Witch Clan to help him destroy the Heavenly Court, treating us like blades in his hand."
"Damn it! I'll go deal with him right now. He actually dared to scheme against our Witch Clan." As he spoke, Zhu Rong rose to his feet. He had never expected that brat to harbor such evil intentions.
"Then why can't we use him in turn?" Ju Mang asked, somewhat puzzled.
"They cultivate Primordial Spirits and Magic Power, while we cultivate the flesh. In principle, they are the same faction. Who do you think the real enemy is?
Besides, look at the state of East King Duke's Immortal Court. Look at the Heavenly Court's strength. Do you really think we can count on East King Duke? It would be good enough if he didn't hold us back."
After Zhu Jiuyin explained, the Ancestral Witches finally understood why he had no fondness for East King Duke. It turned out that the Witch Clan had no allies in the Prehistoric Era.
Their origins had determined that they were natural opponents. Unless a Saint suppressed them, they would fight sooner or later.
As the Time Ancestral Witch, Zhu Jiuyin had already glimpsed certain signs through the Law of Time. Yet he could not speak of them directly and could only hint at them to his siblings.
The Pangu bloodline was a special group of beings in the Prehistoric Era. They possessed the potential to transcend the Prehistoric Era, and that