"From this day forth, the demons shall govern the heavens, and the witches shall rule the earth. For one Yuan Hui, there shall be no more warfare. Anyone who disobeys will be punished!"
Heavenly Dao Hongjun made his words law. A mighty pressure descended upon the Witch and Demon Races. Di Jun and the Twelve Ancestral Witches all felt as though shackles had been placed upon them, and their hearts tightened. Even the usually defiant Witch Clan could not muster the slightest thought of defiance.
After delivering the Dao Ancestor's decree, Hongjun did not linger. He merely gave East King Duke a long, deep look before vanishing.
The two sides were now too weak to fight. What was more, the Dao Ancestor had issued an order, and neither side dared disobey. They could only silently gather their scattered forces.
Di Jun and the others led the demons back to Heavenly Court. As they departed, they gave East King Duke complicated looks. Nuwa, in particular, seemed to have something to ask him. She hesitated, but did not approach.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches had fought a Saint and suffered severe injuries from the backlash of their formation. East King Duke waved his hand, and several jets of water shot forth: Three Lights Divine Water.
Since he had already helped the Witch Clan, he might as well see things through. As a sacred healing water of the Primordial World, Three Lights Divine Water would naturally work on the witches as well.
Sure enough, after each of the Twelve Ancestral Witches used the divine water, they gradually recovered. Dijiang led his younger siblings forward and bowed.
"Had it not been for Dao Lord, our clan might have faced extinction. The Witch Clan thanks Dao Lord for saving us time and again."
East King Duke