"Yes." Bei Ming stood with his hands behind his back and spoke calmly:
"The Wu and Yao Clans have truly formed a standoff. Even if no saints intervened afterward, the Wu Clan could not simply wipe out the Demon Race's Heavenly Court.
"This battle was more like a test of the Wu Clan's trump card.
"If they could produce a foundation stronger than the Twelve Divine Fiends Great Array and wipe out the Demon Race's upper ranks...
"I estimate that the Xuan Sect Disciples would have had to take over the Heavenly Court, uniting government and religion, replacing the Demon Race's position, ruling the Ten Thousand Clans of the Primordial Wilderness, and becoming the Wu Clan's opponents.
"The Three Pure Ones and Jieyin have yet to become saints, haven't they? If the Demon Race cannot be relied upon, then they must be."
"There is no need to worry too much now." Nüwa said softly. "We can enjoy some peace for the moment.
"But the Wu Clan calls itself the Orthodox Lineage of Pangu. Do they truly have no deeper trump cards?"
Bei Ming's gaze was profound. "If the Twelve Ancestor Wizards had not founded the Wu Clan, then with the Twelve Divine Fiends Great Array and the unity of those brothers and sisters, no one in the Primordial Wilderness would dare provoke them.
"With the Merit of Opening Heaven they inherited, not even the Heavenly Dao or saints would dare scheme against them—and there would have been no need to scheme against them.
"Just the Twelve Ancestor Wizards and the enormous Wu Clan led by them are vastly different matters.
"Furthermore, the source of power that created the Wu Clan might also provide the Ancestor Wizards with an opportunity to break through.
"Do not forget that the Wu Clan once