Shaken with fear, Blood Fang Yao King hurried forward and prostrated himself before Dijun and Taiyi.
"Your subordinate pays his respects to the Yao Emperor and Yao Emperor!"
Bloodfang was so nervous that his whole body trembled uncontrollably.
Dijun sat high on the Nine Dragon Golden Chair, his gaze fixed squarely on Demon King Xue Ya.
"You say you have a way to deal with the Witch Clan?"
After sizing him up, Dijun asked in a grave voice. It was not loud, but carried unquestionable authority.
Just moments earlier, he and the Demon Race's senior leaders had been discussing the matter.
The Witch Clan's Twelve Heavens Divine Fiend Formation and their powerful bodies were truly difficult to overcome.
Who could have expected that, at such a time, Demon King Xue Ya would request an audience and claim that he had a way to deal with the Witch Clan?
This left Dijun and the others utterly astonished.
After all, none of them had come up with a solution.
How could a mere Yao King possibly manage it?
Hearing Dijun's question, Bloodfang swallowed and hurriedly replied:
"Your Majesty, Yao Emperor."
"This little demon happened to discover that weapons tainted with Human Race Quintessential Blood..."
"Can break through the Witch Clan's physical defenses."
Before Dijun could answer, Ji Meng let out a cold snort and shouted:
"Ridiculous!"
"What use could the blood of the Human Race, a mere race of ants, possibly be? You expect it to break through the Witch Clan's physical defenses?"
Most of the other Yao Gods also looked unconvinced.
In their eyes, the Human Race was utterly ordinary.
Although they practiced the Martial Dao created by the Human Emperor and the Golden Core Method taught by Taishang Saint, that was all there was to it.
Aside from the first