Jieyin, Laozi, and the others appeared together. Even Nuwa entered the battlefield.
Di Jun was the chief culprit behind the calamity that had befallen the Human Race. Had he not issued that order, the Human Race would not have suffered such misery.
Nuwa had always kept this matter in mind. Though it had been a trial for the Human Race, the slaughter was an undeniable fact that no one could change.
Nuwa had long wanted to deal with Di Jun, but before the greater tide of the Heavenly Dao, Di Jun had died in the Witch-Demon War, leaving her nowhere to vent her anger.
Now, Di Jun had actually returned from death, making Nuwa so overjoyed that she nearly wept. Last time, with Fuxi present, she had found it inconvenient to act. This time was different.
With a chance to deal with Di Jun, she naturally had no intention of letting it slip away.
"What, you little brats want to meddle in this ancestor's affairs too?"
Luohu swept his gaze across the Three Pure Ones and Jieyin before finally settling on Nuwa.
He could disregard the Three Pure Ones and the others, but Nuwa was different. She was Xuan Qing's disciple. If he bullied Nuwa and provoked Xuan Qing into appearing, he would surely suffer at Xuan Qing's hands again.
"Senior, you are the master of the demonic path. Why bully a group of juniors like us? It would tarnish your dignity. If you attack again, we will have no choice but to invite our teacher."
Though Jieyin spoke humbly, the threat in his words was unmistakable. If they could not defeat him, they could simply seek Hongjun's help.
"Hahahaha! You truly amuse this Demon Lord. Haven't you two withdrawn from the Mystic Gate? Why are you still calling that