Just as expected!
On the Moon Star, Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi had been turning to leave, but now they froze. Their faces darkened with fury as they fixed their bloodshot, murderous eyes on Dong Wanggong.
Let the Twelve Ancestral Witches stay on the Moon Star as guests for a hundred thousand years?
Wouldn't that make the Other Shore Starry Sky Wu Race territory, while the Yao Race could only cower within the Thirty-three Heavens and let those crude savages bully them?
Absolutely not!
"Dong Wanggong, don't push your luck!"
"The Wu rule the land, and the Yao rule the sky! That is the law set by Dao Ancestor Hongjun. I know you're on good terms with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and even intend to take the title of Co-Lord of Heaven and Earth from our Yao Race!"
"But neither the Moon Star nor the vast starry sky as a whole will ever be tainted by the Wu Race. You may be Lord of Hongmeng Immortal Palace, but even if the Dao Ancestor himself appeared, my stance would remain firm!"
"If you dare let the Twelve Ancestral Witches into the starry sky, then I'll simply start another bloody Kalpa Tribulation and bring back the tragedy of the Dragon-Han Initial Tribulation. We'll all go down together!"
Dijun roared, then strode forward with unshakable determination and planted himself before Dong Wanggong.
True Sun Fire blazed, and faint light flickered in his crimson-gold pupils.
The Witch-Demon War was a struggle for destiny, and it was bound by the karma of a Kalpa Tribulation.
Dijun understood the risks of the Yao Race's bid for supremacy. That was why he had acted so cautiously, scheming step by step to become Co-Lord of Heaven and Earth.
If Dong Wanggong wanted to tear off the mask, then