A Generation of Immortal Leaders: The Ancestral Witches' Dire Predicament, and Another Calamity Befalls the Witch Clan

The once-great leader of the Immortal Court, East King Duke, was gone!

The Purple Gold Dragon Head Cane and the Immortal Register broke through the auras of the Witch and Demon Races and shot into the void.

Dijun took a step forward and reached out to grab them.

But just then, an enormous figure appeared. He was dressed like a young attendant, yet handsome and imposing.

The young attendant had delicate features, a square face, sword-shaped brows slanting toward his temples, and a naturally majestic air. A hint of an emperor's bearing radiated from him.

Just as Dijun was about to take the two treasures, the attendant beckoned with one hand and snatched them away.

"How dare you, Haotian! You're asking for death!"

Dijun moved to attack.

Haotian gave a slight bow. "Demon Emperor Dijun, fellow Daoist, please calm your anger!"

"Hm?" Seeing Haotian's friendly manner, Dijun stopped.

"Fellow Daoist Dijun, I am an attendant by the side of Grandmaster Hongjun, and the first male immortal listed in the Immortal Register. Now that East King Duke, the leader of the Immortal Court, has fallen, it is only right that I safeguard the Purple Gold Dragon Head Cane and the Immortal Register for now. We can decide what to do with them after consulting Dao Ancestor Hongjun!"

As he spoke, Haotian raised the Immortal Register in his hand. "Does fellow Daoist Dijun truly wish to dispute this matter?"

Dijun's brow furrowed. "Haotian, your Immortal Court is the sworn enemy of my Demon Court. Why should I agree to this? You might not even leave here alive, and you're already talking about what to do with the treasures?"

"Fellow Daoist Dijun, that's not so!" Haotian sighed helplessly. "The one who was your sworn enemy was East King Duke. Now that he has