Qin Mu saw the Ancestral Witches of the Witch Clan arrive and silently breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he wasn't afraid of Dijun and the other members of the Demon Race,
the outcome of a real fight would be hard to predict.
After all, Dijun had advanced again and reached the Sub-Saint level.
Donghuang Taiyi, Fuxi, and Kunpeng were there to back him up, too.
Qin Mu had many tricks up his sleeve, but facing all four at once would still be difficult.
"Daoist Qin Mu."
"Today, the Witch Clan will fight by your side!"
After a moment of silence, Dijiang Ancestral Witch turned to Qin Mu, his expression far friendlier than before.
The Ancestral Witches were no strangers to Qin Mu.
In particular, they admired him greatly after he had snatched Dijun's bride on the Taiyin Star and fought the Demon Race's three Yao Gods.
Later, when Qin Mu's identity was revealed as the eldest disciple of the Three Pure Ones and Senior Brother of the Sect of Interception,
Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches took an even greater liking to him.
Now, the Demon Race wanted to interfere in Houtu Ancestral Witch's transformation into the cycle of reincarnation.
Dijiang and the others would never allow it.
Hearing Dijiang Ancestral Witch, Qin Mu didn't reply. He only smiled faintly.
"Hmph!"
At that moment, Dijun, hovering above the Blood Sea, let out a cold snort.
Although the Ancestral Witches had arrived and taken Qin Mu's side, the Demon Race wasn't afraid of them.
In Dijun's view, without Houtu Ancestral Witch, the Witch Clan couldn't set up the Twelve Heavens Divine Fiend Formation. They posed no real threat.
Besides, he had recently consummated a heavenly marriage with the Seven-Colored Divine Phoenix, Nuwa Saint's mount, and received Heaven's blessing. His strength