The Dao Sect disciples beside Zhang Beitian all frowned when they heard this.
"Daoist Zhang, Taishang Laojun and the others also want to obtain the Twelve Ancestral Witches and open the Ancestral Witch Temple. If we kill all these Ancestral Witches, Taishang Laojun and the others will punish us," said a Dao Sect disciple nearby.
Zhang Beitian said, "I was only joking. It shouldn't be a problem if I kill a few descendants of the Ancestral Witches, right? We just need to leave most of them alive."
Though Zhang Beitian was extremely dissatisfied with the descendants of these two Ancestral Witches, he decided to spare their lives for now. After all, Taishang Laojun and the others still needed them.
"But if these people resist to the death, I can only defend myself. If I kill them then, don't blame me," Zhang Beitian said.
The surrounding disciples said nothing further.
At Zhang Beitian's command, they once again launched an attack on Jade Tower.
Led by Great Elder Xizi, everyone fought with all their strength, determined to buy as much time as possible.
Facing the enemy head-on was extremely difficult. Even if they managed to hold them back, they would suffer devastating losses. They could only resort to a roundabout strategy.
Great Elder Tian Wu led the Ancestral Witch army on a rapid march. After an hour, they finally arrived at Zhang Beitian's main camp.
Looking at the military camp in the distance, Great Elder Tian Wu observed it for a while. There were still one or two hundred thousand troops in the camp, while the army he had brought numbered fewer than ten thousand.
But that was already enough. Their momentum was fierce, and their strength was not weak. As long as they could catch the enemy by surprise and strike