Especially since both formations had been broken with a single finger by Dao Ancestor Hongjun, the Twelve Ancestor Witches had suffered a severe drain on their blood and qi.
Di Jiang's face was pale. Clutching his chest, he asked shakily, "Dao Ancestor, does your appearance mean you intend to side with the Demon Clan in the Witch-Demon War?"
At that moment, Di Jiang felt just as helpless as Di Jun had when facing Pangu True Form.
Helpless!
Dao Ancestor Hongjun remained expressionless. He answered Di Jiang's question calmly. "My presence here today does not represent either side. From this day onward, the Demon Clan shall rule the heavens and the Witch Clan shall rule the earth. Neither side may start a war at will!"
Hearing Dao Ancestor Hongjun's decree, Di Jiang gave a bitter smile.
Fire Ancestor Witch Zhu Rong rose to his feet and pointed at Hongjun's nose as he cursed, "Hongjun, my elder brother respects you as the Dao Ancestor, but I don't care about that! You interfered in the Witch-Demon War today, so you owe us an explanation!"
As soon as he said this, Di Jiang was already sweating profusely, before Dao Ancestor Hongjun had even reacted.
What a blockhead! He'd really say anything!
This was a Sage of the Primordial World!
Di Jiang hurriedly said, "Dao Ancestor, Zhu Rong means—"
Before Di Jiang could explain, Dao Ancestor Hongjun waved a hand and said, "An explanation? What sort of explanation do you want from me?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Zhu Rong, who had been standing behind Di Jiang, was sent flying hundreds of miles away. Di Jiang swept him with his Divine Sense and sensed his condition at once.
He was on the brink of death!
Dao Ancestor Hongjun hadn't moved at all.